Chapter 43

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August POV

We landed in Barbados a lil lata than I thought but I still got time to start shit together.

I'm trynna propose to Samir as quick as I can on dis trip. I ain't trynna rush shit or nothing like dat I just can't wait to see da look on her face when I do dis thang right.

My baybeh deserves da best and da best is what imma give her. She been riding with me most four years now and I know me life ain't what she was use to at first but she stuck by me through everything.

She helping me raise my nieces when she ain't have to do dat at all. Held aye nigga down while he was locked up. Samir never gave me a reason to doubt her loyalty or love for me.

I know I ain't da perfect shit I ain't even half of dat honestly but she loves me anyway. She ain't never try to change me never down played me or turned her back on me cuz her bitch ass mama ain't fuck with me. Even with me killing her blood she never showed any signs of betrayal.

We talked about her brother since I've been home and what she said to me has been stuck in my head since da words left her lips.

"Baby I know Michael was my brother and you knew that but just like you knew his was my brother he knew you're were my man and didn't care. He was willing to take someone who meant the world to me away without a second thought. In the life you live it's either kill or be killed and honestly from the bottom of my heart I'm glad you're the one who walked of of there not one of the ones being cared in a body bag."

If she was willing to say fuck her blood for me I was more than willing to give her my last name , my heart , my loyalty , my life if I have to. 

Mel told me once "Sometimes you got to sacrifice your queen in order to when da game." I know he ain't mean dat as in like her dying but like letting her go. Because in da life we live people will use da ones you love against you and dat my biggest fear. I think dats what he was doing with Tasha before he died , trynna let her go. But me , I can't do dat. I can't let Samir go. She has too much of my heart for me to just give up. So if it comes down to it I'll sacrifice myself for her and the kids. Whether it's for a couple years behind bars again or size feet in the ground.

I'm willing to die for mine and I know she strong enough to stand on her own.

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Pulling out my phone I sent a text to the lady dats suppose to be helping me and these niggas find a place and everything for the proposal.

I guess I was so into my texts with her dat I ain't hear Samir walk to behind me til she spoke.

"Who's Sashae ?"

Her voice made my jump , instantly locking my phone.

"Huh ?" I look up at her.

I knew I looked guilty like I just got caught do my something I wasn't suppose to but I couldn't think of nothing else to say.

"Who..is..Sashae ?"

Her hands were up on her hips while her eyebrows were up inna air.

Shit !

I could see the wheels turning in her head.

"A friend." Was all I said.

Damn dumb ass now you sounding more guilty.

"A friend ? Here in Barbados ? I see she said she'll see you in an hour. She's here ?"

Shit August think nigga think.

"Yeah"

God just take me now cause aye nigga just digging his self feeling into some shit.

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