Love Lock Down

Chapter 27 (Leroi)

It seems like I had misjudged Petey. The nigga treated me like I was a brother to him. I had no problem getting a burner from him and he even offered to help me, but I had to do this on my own. I got home in enough time to start on dinner for mama and Navette. I had actually did some risky shit by sneaking in her window and getting some clothes cause police tape was still around the front and back porch. I also brought one of Shayla's teddy bears cause I knew she would want that. I was making some lasagna. What you thought the kid couldn't cook? I had just put it in the oven and was onto the salad when I heard Curtis sweet booty ass coming in the door. Ugh.

"Hello stepson."

"What up Curt?"

"Why don't you tell me son?"

"Kill all that son stuff cause you will never be my daddy."

"Well be that as it may I am filling in for him now."

I dropped the knife I was cutting the tomatoes with and wiped my hands on my pants. He stood by the couch as I walked out of the kitchen and into his face.

"What was all that dude I need to make sure I hear you write before I bust ya ass."

He just stood there laughing at me and did a slow clap. "Ok Roi you want it that way then how about giving what belongs to me."

"The fuck you talking bout?"

He walked close enough for me to almost kiss me so I moved my head to the side with my feet planted.

"Oh don't trip Roi I ain't gonna push up on you cause you ain't really my type."

I looked at him with a confused look.

"Oh don't play dumb. I know you know I like dick now and that's a relief to me. But, if you say one thing to my female wife or my not so female wife you will be joining Navettes sister.....You feel me bruh?'

I was messed up temporarily cause he wasn't fruitstripe, starburst, skittle booty -ass Curtis that I was used to.

"Oh what you surprised? Yeah I am far from a punk. I put up with your shit cause I am married to your mama and she has spent a great deal of money to make me happy."

I pushed him and he pushed me back knocking me onto the floor. I was scrambling to get up as he grabbed the knife I had been cutting tomatoes with. I rolled out of the way just in time for him to jab through the side of my shirt and break the tip of the blade on the floor. I jumped up and pushed him up against the stove punched him dead between the eyes. It was like punching concrete. My fist was throbbing.

"That all you got lil nigga?' He laughed as he grabbed me by the throat. "I got a metal plate in my head that shit didn't feel like nothing!!! The dude was strong I had to give him that. I was struggling to get out of his grasp when the front door flew open.