For The Love of Money

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"Bro?! For real bro?!" Zyier rushed inside the house and headed for Xavier. Faith stepped in the way. "Naw you ain't about to stoop to his level. He just mad because Tima don't want his ass. You heard him say she ain't believe him. Let's go." Faith said pushing Zyier towards the door but he wasn't hearing that. "Nawl fuck that." Zyier pushed Faith aside and stepped up to Xavier. "I always knew you wanted my bitch." Zyier said swinging and punching Xavier in the face, Xavier responded with a blow of his own. Faith screamed trying to break the two up. "Y'all stop!" Faith cried, when Xavier picked Zyier up and slammed him on the living room floor, knocking over the lamp on the end table. "Stop!!!" Faith grabbed Xavier's hand as he landed a punch, connecting with Zyier's face. He stopped and looked back at her. "Get the fuck out of my house!" Xavier said standing up and pointing at the door. Zyier stood up and punched Xavier as he was walking out. "Bitch ass nigga." Zyier said as Xavier closed his door. "Really Zyier?!" Faith pushed him as they walked back to their vehicles. "Man shut the fuck up." He said getting in his Camaro and driving off. Faith shook her head and wondered where her sister could be.

Zyier drove to the condo and opened the door. "Tima!" He yelled walking inside and looking around. "Fatima!" He called out again walking into the bedroom. She wasn't there. Where the hell was she? He picked up his phone and dialed his mother in law's number. "Hey ms Regina. How you doing?" He sat down and put the phone on speaker. "I'm fine baby. How are you?" "I'm good ma'am. I was wondering if you had seen or heard from Fatima?" "No baby I haven't. Anything wrong?" "Oh no ma'am. She just wasn't home and she isn't answering her phone." "Oh Lord well you know how Fatima is. She's probably somewhere in a coffee house studying." "Yes ma'am. I'm sure that's where she is. Thank you ms Regina. Goodnight." "Goodnight sugar." Zyier said hanging the phone up and burying his face in his hands. He knew he had fucked up, and he may very well just lost the love of his life. A knock at the door interrupted his thoughts. He went to the door and opened it seeing Faith. "Is She here?" Faith asked looking around, Zyier shook his head and went and sat back down on the sofa. "Look, I know you butthurt right now. You can't find your girl and you got beat up. But here smoke this blunt and let's go. We gotta get this money and I got an idea on how to make more." Faith said sitting beside him and handing him a blunt. He sucked his teeth and lit the blunt inhaling the weed and blowing out the smoke. Faith rubbed her hand back and forth across his penis, getting him hard as he got high. He tried to pass the blunt to her but she shook her head no, unbuttoning his jeans and going down to give him that release he needed. She needed him to be in the right mind frame for her idea to work.