King

• 9

Pharaoh's pov

Every time Zariah and I get closer we always fall apart somehow.

On my way to work I blasted Artist x A Boogie through my headphones as the train started leaving the destination I got on from.

She's directly across from me on her phone looking beautiful like always. The doors to the train soon opened and soon I saw her hugging a nigga. Specifically a nigga that is from the Upper East Side.

I stopped my music and looked up at them smiling n shit. That made me high key pissed no funny shit. Nigga looks so suspect.

Later on in the day around lunch break I decided to stop by her job to apologize fo' what I done said even though it's snowing. I bought her Lindor chocolate and a teddy bear.

"My baby here?"

"Pharaoh you cant keep hurting her feelings and coming back acting like it's ok."Candy said.

"I'm guessing she tells y'all everything,"

"Damn right, if we gotta throw some hands then we will. She in the back,"Charleen said.

I walk to the back and Zariah was eating chicken Alfredo. I opened the door to the room and sat across from her.

"I shouldn't have said what I said,"

She shrugged typing away on her phone. I slipped it out her small hands.

"These are for you,"I said pointing to the bear and chocolate.

"You can't keep bribing me with gifts Pharaoh. I'm not one of ya lil hoes where you can buy em anything for forgiveness,"

"I ain't say all'at now. And that ain't even true because if you was one of my lil hoes then I wouldn't buy you shit."

"Such a man you are,"she muttered.

"But I'm man enough to apologize to ya face instead of texting you or sum. Ion gotta be here but I want to,"

"Then leave nigga, bye."she rolled her eyes.

"I ain't leaving till I get ya forgiveness. I was foul fo' what I said. I never meant ta' hurt ya feelings,"

"But you did so there's nothing you can do about it now. I give you so many chances and you mess up each time,"

"I know and I'm sorry Zariah. Raquil said I'm gon' lose you if ion start acting right—"

"He's not wrong,"she cut me off.

"Ion wanna lose you. This mornin' you was with another nigga. I know who he is and imma tell you now he ain't no good,"

"And what're you?"she narrowed her eyes at me.

"A nigga that's gon' protect you. You messing with him?"I asked.

"No he's a new friend,"

"New? You prolly don't know shit bout him. Stay away from that nigga Z,"

"Thanks fo' looking out fo' me dad but I don't need your advice on who I can be friends with or not,"

"Dad? Baby girl, I'm daddy to you,"

"Can you just leave please?"she huffed.

"No nigga, I wanna taste this shit you eating,"I said using her fork to get some Alfredo.

"You late if you neva' had this before,"she said as I chewed.

"It needs some hot sauce,"I added.