Till The End Of Time

Chp. 2

Mike's P.O.V:
It's damn near 10 o'clock and this nigga Tommie still ain't here. This shit ain't like him he always been about his business. He runnin' late to drops, not pickin up his phone, shit fighting over some bitch. I'm boutta call this nigga again.
"You reached the voicemail of Tommie leave a message after the beep"
"...Tommie?! Man what the fuc-"
                           *ding*
I go to answer the door this better be who I think it is.
"Miss me?" Tommie had this smirk on his face, I outta whoop his ass now.
"Tommie where the fuck were you? I been callin yo ass we gon be-"
As he walks in behind him Cookie follows.
"Hell na, yo what the fuck this bitch doin' here? Is you crazy? This what the hell you was doin?" I was snappin on his ass.
Tommie's P.O.V:
I knew bringin' Cook here wasn't a good idea, but I had no choice what was I suppose to do?
"Look nigga, either she rollin with us or she stayin' here, you decide."
He did a long irritated sigh
"Aight, yo ass could stay here but Cookie stay yo hungry ass out my kitchen, I know how many honey buns I got in there if one missin that's yo ass. And stay the fuck out my room... you look like you be thievin', let's roll Tommie"
Mike's P.O.V:
If Tommie think this conversation over he in for a rude awakening. We got into the car and Tommie immediately turns on the radio. It was some Tupac his song Made Niggaz.
"When we ride muthafuckas is sure to die
Boom once I enter the room in the air
All you hear is the whispers of doom niggas scared
They don't want to see me head on
Think of all the bustas I had to leave dead and gone
Call a grave a grave digga fuckin with a made nigga
M.O.B
Gun fire gettin sprayed quicker
Fuck em all let em understand my plot to get richer
Much more than six figures a muthafuckin made nigga"
I turned off the radio.
"What the fuck Mike?"
"Nigga don't even try to flip the shit, where the fuck were you and why the fuck Cookie gotta stay at the house?"
Tommie's P.O.V:
The more I hear Mike question me about the shit, the more I get irritated with his black ass.
"... well nigga? Helloooo? Are you deaf all the sudden? You gon answer my questions or what?"
I rolled my eyes and sighed "look, she's just goin through some shit... I'm sorry, aight? Business is business and it won't happen again." I left it at that.
                              *Flashback*
I called Cookie endless times, but she ain't picking up I know I whooped her little boyfriend's ass and made a big scene and all, but damn I just wanted to protect her. Am I really the bad guy?
I decided to go to Cookie's house you know the 'I was in the middle of the neighborhood thought I stop by' type shit knowin damn well I wasn't, I just couldn't stop thinking bout her since the situation happened.
Cookie's P.O.V:
It was around 6 P.M and Rashad just left because we got into a big ass argument. I go into the bathroom to get cleaned up, I need to get ready for bed if I want to have a successful work night tonight.
When I looked into the mirror I saw my busted lip and black eyes, damn I really did it this time huh?
I wanted to cry, but from my eyes being so sore the tears falling out would've just been painful.
                  *knock knock knock*
"Who is it?" I yelled out but not really caring though.
"Cook... just open the door"
I rolled my eyes, Tommie.
I opened the door "what the fuck do you want?"
Tommie's P.O.V:
"What the fuck do you want?"
I looked up and couldn't believe me eyes, her face is... fucked up.
"What the fuck do I want? What the fuck happened to your face?" I spat at her.
I busted inside the door
"That nigga Rashad hittin on you?! Where the fuck he at?"
"Tommie, please calm down... he's not here." She can't even make eye contact with me.
"Calm down! Calm down? Yo shit busted and you tellin' me to calm down?" I could see the tears start to well up in her eyes.
I started speaking more calmly "Cook... Cookie? What's been up whatchu lately? Is everything aight?"
Cookie's P.O.V:
His words spitting at me is making my mind spin like crazy. After Tommie broke up with me 2 years ago I ran to Rashad, how was I suppose to know he was a pimp? I thought he cared about me, but he just lured me in to trap me into his business.
Truth be told, I'm not alright when I first met Rashad he me work in the strip club, but recently he "promoted" me. He's selling me out on the corner, and every time I try to tell him otherwise or run he just beats on me, and lately it's been getting worse. I can't tell nobody cause he'll kill me, and make things worse I'm pregnant.
I sighed as a tear dropped my eye
"Tommie I'm fine, can you please go now?"
Tommie's P.O.V:
I see the tear fall from her eyes and how her desperate green eyes wouldn't dare make eye contact with mine.
"Yea aight Cook" I sighed.
There's no use in tryin', I know she holdin' something in, but she ain't gon tell me she stopped trusting me 2 years ago when I broke her heart. I was just entering the business with Mike and I didn't want Cookie to know or be in danger. So I lied and told her I ain't love her no more. Fucked up right? But it was for her own good. I got up and opened the door just as I was gonna walk out, I seen Rashad.
                      *End of flashback*