Pulling up to her apartment, she sat in the parking lot for a while when her phone ring. "Why would the county jail be calling me?" Fatima asked herself as she answered the phone. "You have a call from, Zyier please pick up Fatima, an inmate.." Fatima hurriedly dialed one. "Zyier? Why are you in jail?" She asked, turning off the engine. "Man bae it's a long story but I need you to help me get out." He said with a lot of noise in his background. "Why don't you have Faith bail you out? Since y'all close and all. Yeah Xavier told me." "Man bae you really gonna listen to a nigga that been in your ear since we met? I ain't fucking with Faith man. That's your sister. You're my wife man. I know I been acting out and shit but I was just mourning the loss of my brother and that shit still hurt bae. I got caught slipping and I promise if you get me out, I won't have nothing else to do with the street life. We can go right down to the courthouse and get married." Zyier said as he stood up against the phone booth so nobody else would hear him. "Yeah okay. I'll be there in a second." Fatima said, looking at her key chain and realizing she had a key to Faith's house. She backed up and drove over to her twin sister's house. Maybe she could find a clue to what happened to her mama and where Faith might be.
Walking through the door, she heard the house phone ringing. She walked over and picked it up seeing the county number. Why is Zyier calling her? Fatima listened to the white lady talk then pressed one. "Man Faith where you been bae? Aye look man Fatima suspicious about us, you need to go have a talk with that nigga Xavier ASAP hello? Hello?" Fatima hung the phone up as tears ran down her face. She felt so betrayed. Her own sister and her man? They were supposed to be in love but here he is fucking with her own twin sister! "Oh hell nawl bitch you'll sit in there." Fatima said to herself as she walked out of the house and got back in her truck. Clearly Faith and Zyier wouldn't be of any help. Driving, Fatima decided that she would go apologize to Xavier. Pulling up in his driveway, he was coming back from the mailbox. She quickly parked and jumped out. "Xavier!" She yelled his name, running up to him. "Fatima? Where have you been? are you okay?" He asked as she hugged him and cried into his chest. "You were right about them and I don't know why I didn't believe you and I'm sorry." Fatima cried as she hugged her best friend tightly. "Nawl ma you good. It's okay." He held her as she cried. "I need your help. Can you loan me $100k?" Fatima looked up at him and as much as he wanted to say yes. He just couldn't because she wasn't about to use his money to bond that nigga out. "man Fatima you tripping man. You just caught this man cheating on you and you wanna bond him out? Yeah I know how much that nigga bond is. Come back over here when you get some damn sense." Xavier said walking away and going into his house. "But it's for my mama." Fatima whispered as she walked away and got back in her truck.
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For The Love of Money
Literatura Feminina2 sisters with the same goal of happiness but with different paths. For Fatima it's a straight and honest life, keeping family together and for Faith, it's money, sex and drama. Will Fatima's love hold her family together and keep them safe? Or wil...