When we got home I went upstairs and then changed my clothes. When i was done i layed down and started watching TV. Ten minutes later Nate came upstairs.
"Another round?" He asked as he changed then layed down with me.
"where do you work like what do you do?" I asked acting like i never heard what had asked me.
"It's for me to know and you to NOT find out." He said as he smiled like shit was funny.
"Nathaniel" I said sitting up.
He got up and walked away and i followed him.
"Bro what the fuck i asked you a question" I yelled.
"And i gave you a mother fucking answer." He said as he went downstairs.
I went back into the room. 'why the fuck is he not telling me?' i thought to myself.
Then it all started to make sense. He always has weed, he is rarely home, his weed magically" disappears then comes back" i went downstairs and Nate was rolling up some weed in a blunt.
"You're a drug dealer aren't you?" I asked looking at him. He tried to answer but then i cut him off. "So this is your business i don't want to be around that shit do you know that's dangerous" "I have to go what I gotta do" he says blowing out smoke.
"So your not a businessman your a drug dealer and that's how you can afford all of this" I said pointing around the house.
He raised one eyebrow at me, "why are you so worried about it you act like it's crack or some shit like that" he said.
"How do I know That's all you sell" I say clapping back rolling my eyes,
"it is I have to make money some how actually working isn't for me if you don't like it the door" he says ponting to the door.
"I knew you didn't care about me my dumbass should've realized it when you was moaning all in the phone talking to me" I say shaking my head
"You wasn't doing it so what you expect it was a quick nut" he said shrugging his shoulders.
I shake my head I walk up stairs and I got my keys I texted Samantha to let her know I was staying the night with her so I could figure things out.
I walk downstairs and Nate was playing the game he act like he didn't even care about what just happened. "Were the fuck is you going?" He asks I ignore him and I leave. This is what I get for moving to fast niggas ain't shit I think to myself laughing and getting in my car..
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Why Him? (Co written)
FanfictionJayda is a 18 years old colledge student who is highly defensive about her reputation. When her bestfriend asks her to go to a party in miami Jayda meets Nate. A famous "buisness" man will Jayda make her decision to leave or stay with him when she f...