Thuggin Love

Chapter 20

Dre's POV

"Let's go. Now." I tell Matt. I need to get out of here before Marcus comes back, I royally fucked up. But why was he here anyways? I am snapped out of my thoughts when Matt replies, "Why? Why does he have to ruin our night?" I sigh and pull out my wallet to pay. "Because he's my boyfriend Matt and I haven't been a good one lately." I say and then frown. Yeah, I definitely gotta get out of here. "Well you can leave but I'm not." Matt defies. I roll my eyes and just give up. "Fine, if you wanna be that way, be that way then." Matt continues eating his food and I drive back home. I know I'm in big trouble now...

Steve's POV

Marco goes slow this time and I love it. "Oh my god Marco!" I sigh in bliss. "Baby your ass is so loose I can slide two dicks in here and you wouldn't know!" He says as he moves in and out. He starts to kiss my neck and I am about to cum from all of the sensation. "Marco!" A cop yells from the other side of the cell. "Yes?!" Marco answers annoyingly and stops fucking suddenly. "You need to wrap that up, unless you don't want to go home." I try to tell Marco to keep going but he puts his hand over my mouth and pumps in hard. I jump from the sudden tempo change and then he leaves himself inside me again. "What you mean, nigga?" He asks the guard. "I mean you out of jail. Bye." He says and walks away. Marco says nothing and does nothing and I do the same. After about 30 seconds he takes himself out of me and goes in his bed. I lie down on mine and think. This can't be happening...

Marcus' POV

Omar takes me back to his spot to get my car after dinner and drives away. I get in my car and just sit in the parking lot. I don't feel anything. If I feel something, it will either be anger or sadness and I'm tired of those two options. I want to be happy for once. So now I'm numb, sitting in my car, staring out the windshield. I drive back to my house and walk up to the front door and just stand. Do I want to go in? Do I want to see his face? Do I want his apologies? We'll see. I take a leap of faith and open the door. When I do, Dre isn't downstairs, in fact I don't see any lights on.

When I walk upstairs, Dre isn't in the guest room, or the other room. So the only other room.. is mine. I sigh and walk in to see no one. "What the hell?" I say. Where is Dre then? His car is here. His shoes are downstairs. This is weird. "Dre?" I call out and my closet door opens. I back up and he chuckles. "I didn't mean to scare you... sorry." He says. I nod my head and we both just stand there in silence. I have questions to ask him so I'm just gonna speak first. "Dre, what are you doing with this guy? Are we even dating anymore?" I ask him and he doesn't respond. I sigh, "Well I for one, am done with being sad or angry. I want to be happy again. And in a healthy relationship." I tell him and he looks up at me. "Marcus I love you so much." He says and I scoff. "Yeah fucking right. You love sex and anyone that wants to give it to you is your guy." I say and feel a tiny pinch of guiltiness and regret, but at the same time, I don't. "What the hell was that Marcus?! You're attacking me and that's why we are unhealthy. We can never have a disagreement..." Dre starts but I cut him off. "SHUT THE FUCK UP WITH THAT BULLSHIT! You don't love me anymore. And don't blame me for you eating dinner with, sleeping over, sucking, and kissing that prick! YOU are unfaithful NOT ME!" I yell at Dre.

"Oh that's real rich coming from you, you fucked Keyshia when we first started dating! Fucking hypocrite." Dre replies and anger boils inside me. "You know that was different! Besides, you said you didn't fuck him." I trap his cheating ass. "I.. I didn't." He hesitates. "STOP WITH THE LIES DRE!" I scream and he starts to tear up. "Marcus... please calm down." I chuckle and shake my head. "I can't with you right now Dre. I can't." I start to walk out the room when Dre says quietly, "Please.. just... I don't want to sleep without you again." I sigh and lay in bed with him until I finally fall asleep.