Understanding The Game (DISCONTINUED)

Six

Chapter six 💫

"Cash, have you heard from Benji ? He haven't been home in two whole days & he's not answering his phone. His sister said he hasn't been at the hospital to check on Brian. Have you seen him ?" Donna cried into the phone .

Cash groaned and set up on his bed, "Nah, he been sending me to voicemail." That wasn't like Benji at all. He usually answered Cash calls because they were somewhat important.

"I'm scared. This isn't like him."

Donna was Benji long term girlfriend. Since they were 16. Of course they were on and off because she just had a no tolerance for cheating and disrespect. But Benji kept coming back.

Cash climbed off of his bed and rubbed his temples. "I'm finna' call his ass now. Stop all that crying Donna...I'm gone find him." He assured her before hanging up.

Janae was now wide awake and she had sat up in their bed and folded her arms. "What's going on ? What's going on with Benji and Donna ?" She asked, being nosey.

He shut off his phone and sucked his teeth. "Go back to sleep...don't worry bout it." He told her while going through his drawer. He found himself a camouflage Bape jacket and a pair of Adidas joggers.

"You never let me know anything !" She retorted back while snatching the covers off of her and got out of bed.

She so damn prissy. He thought to himself as he mean mugged her. She had on a red silk nightgown over her small frame.

"Yo lower your fucking voice, aight ?" He warned her while pointing his finger at her. "My fucking son and daughter sleep."

She went silent and watched him slip into his joggers. He then zipped up his Bape jacket and grabbed his keys from his nightstand.

"You make me so sick !" She yelled while following him out of their master bedroom.

He quickly turned around gritted his teeth. "Lower you fucking voice. You hear me ?" He whispered to her sternly. She had lost her damn mind, shouting while the kids were sleep. It was only 5 o'clock in the morning and she was yelling.

Quetta had peeked her head out the guest room. "You good cousin ?" She asked Cash while looking over at Renae bougie ass.

"Yeah, go back to bed." He shook his head and waved her off. It took her a minute to go back inside the room.

Janae rolled her eyes at Quetta. She didn't like her project ass for shit. She didn't want any people from the hood staying in their home.

After Quetta went back inside of the guest room, he put his attention back on his wife. "Take yo ass to bed....yelling like you lost your damn mind."

She pouted and stomped her way back to their room. "I hate you." She managed to say before slamming the door.

"Slam it again Renae."

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"Yo, Vince . You heard from Benji ?" Cash asked as he drove through the streets of Harlem. His eyes were low. He had been driving around since five in the morning. It was now 1:30 in the afternoon.