For The Love of Money

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Fatima was surprised to see Faith standing in the living room. "What are you doing here and why do you have a key?"  Faith asked grabbing her shoes by the door. "X gave it to me when I cooked and I'm returning it. But what are you doing here?" Fatima looked at her sister, then gasped. "Did you fuck him? I told you to leave him alone." She stepped up to her, when X came into the living room, tying his red Gucci tie. Fatima stepped back and admired his look.  Black on black dipped in red. Everything Gucci from the red jacket with the black collar and black pockets, down to the shoes with the red tips. He definitely looked like money. "No Fatima we did not fuck. I was about to come find you actually." He said putting on his watch. "But you look too nice to be going to school." He said taking a look at her. She was wearing a Christian Louboutin made Pearl white jacket and high waisted short skirt set. Her pink blouse complimented the colors making her look like an angel. On her feet? White pumps. He loved how that diamond anklet sparkled, it was what he had bought her the Christmas before. "Well if you're done eye fucking my sister." Faith cleared her throat bringing him out of his thoughts. "Imma call y'all later. In here looking like the Kennedys. Bye Jackie." Faith kissed Fatima's cheek and left out of the house. "I um.. I have court today with a client. Well my professor does, I'm going to assist him." Fatima said. Her best friend always looked good but today he looked fine as hell. "Uh oh! Look at you!" He said grabbing his briefcase off of the counter. "Listen about the other night.. I'm sorry for stepping out of character at your dinner. It annoyed me that he was even late to something that was important to you. I know you care for him, but he is not the one for you."  Fatima tilted her head to the side and looked at him crazy. "I understand you mean well but I'm sick and tired of you telling me what's right for me! I know what kind of man he is! But I love him." Fatima snapped, making him shake his head. "Okay. You love him. You can love him. But does he love you? Enough to get a real job? Go to school? Do something that he can provide actual support for you? Stability? Come on Fatima! Use your head!" He said walking up to her. "He is not perfect and I know that..but neither are you Xavier! Nobody is! I'm working on it, on him. As long as I'm with him, you have to accept him! He gave up the street life and we're working on gettin him in school. Your focus shouldn't be on Zyier anyway. Didn't Faith just leave out of here? You wanna talk about people that's not good for you? Let's start with her." Fatima rolled her eyes and picked up her purse off of the sofa, to get ready to leave. "Faith and I did nothing. Because I know better than that. But you always say you working on it. I don't see no progress! He ain't trying to do what you want! He ain't trying to be who you want him to be! Fatima you cannot change a man! He has to change on his own and if he don't want to then guess what he ain't doing? You are beautiful and any guy would be lucky to have you. Why be stuck on that lowlife?" "Okay Xavier? I'm going to leave now before I say something I'll regret. I'm not coming to lunch today and you have a great day at work." She said walking out of the door. "Fatima wait!" He called after her but she didn't turn around. He soon heard her Durango come to life as she backed out of his driveway. Great job Xavier.