Thug Love

Chapter 19

As Bahja drove, she couldn't get those eyes out of her head. She quickly dialed Chresanto's number and it constantly rang and went to voicemail. She hung up and called again. She called thirty times back to back until he answered and as soon as he did, she laid into his ass. "Where the fuck are you and why aren't you answering your phone?"

"I'm at Money house. what's wrong? Where are you and why does it sound like you're driving?"

"I'm on my way to you and because," she felt tears beginning to form, "someone broke into the house."

"WHAT!?" Chres roared. "Baby, where you at?"

"I just pulled up." Chres hung up and ran out the door to get Bahja. When she seen him, she fell into his arms and broke down.

"Shh, Bee it's okay! I got you. I'm sorry for not letting you know I was leaving." Chres assured her. Bahja could not stop thinking about those eyes. She couldn't believe he stooped that low. Was he trying to send Chres a message? Or send her a message? She was more pissed than scared.

After she calmed down, they walked up to Money's apartment. "Bahja, did you do exactly what I told you to do?" Chres questioned and she nodded.

"Did you see anything on the cameras?"

She shook her head no, "They had on masks."

"They? So there was more than one?"

She nodded, "There was two."

"Did you notice anything about them?"

Should she tell him that the eyes she saw belonged to Larray? That he was the one who broke into their home? She knew that if she told Chres, he would go after Larray and most likely kill him. She couldn't have that on her conscious that she allowed Chres to kill him when in reality she wanted to do the honors.

She shook her head, "No, I got out as fast as I could."

Chres didn't believe her because it took her too long to answer. "Money, put a word out on the street, a mil for any information leading me to the bitch ass nigga that broke into my shit. In the meantime, I'm running to the house to get some last minute shit before I call the insurance company. Bahja, you stay your ass here." He was upset because he felt as if she was holding information from him. Bahja cause sense he was upset that she took too long to answer so she nodded, but she was still very pissed off.

Every question was floating through her head. "What I'm the hell did Larray want?" She had to find out before she ended him. It wasn't a smart idea, but she was going to do it anyway. After Money and Chres left, Bahja climbed into Money's bed and noticed she had a text message.

"U still gunna ignore me?" It was from Larry.

"I'm not ignorin you; what is it u want?" She waited for his reply.

"I just wanna see u and talk to u, u so wrapped up into this nigga, u ain't even tryna hear shit." She rolled her eyes.

"See me for what Larray? You put me in danger! Why the fuck would u break into our house!?" She knew she should have just ended the conversation.

"Just meet me, I'll explain everything, plus I didn't know u were there, your car wasn't outside."

She sucked her teeth. "That doesn't mean shit!"

"Bee, just meet me, then if u want me to leave you alone after that, I will, just please gimme a few minutes."

Bahja said a quick prayer, "Lord, please protect my relationship." Then responded, "Meet you where?"

" Courtyard Marriott – downtown, room 504"

Bahja sighed, she knew she should be doing this, but she had to know what was going on in Larray's mind. She grabbed her wallet, Money's glock and her keys then headed out in route to the Courtyard to finally put an end to her and Larray. Fifteen minutes later, she was walking into the Hilton and up to the elevator to room 504. She had butterflies in her stomach as the elevator climbed floors she never caught a body before but Larray was gone be her first. She slowly walked down the hall and noticed that the door was cracked open. She pushed the door in and noticed Larray sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Good to see you actually came alone." Larray spoke.

"Larray, what do you want with me?" Bahja questioned.

"I just wanna talk to you duh Bee, that's all. And don't hit me with that two minute bullshit."

She rolled her eyes. "Talk then."

"Bahja, do you love me?"

"What?"

"Just answer the question."

"Erick, I will probably always love you, but I can't be with you. I'm happily falling in love with Chresanto if you would stop trying to fuck shit up for us."

Larray got up and walked towards her, "Damn it's like that Bee?"

"Yeah nigga it's like that, because all you do is hurt me, I deserve better than that."

He was now standing in front of her, "and that other nigga can treat you better than I did."

"He's been doing a damn good job." Larray was now touching her, and Bahja hated the fact that she was getting hot and bothered.

"Larray stop." She then pulled her gun out and he backed up.

Larray was shocked. "Do you really want me too? I don't really think you do. If you can look me in my eyes right now and tell me to stop," he tilted her head to the side and tried kissed her neck, "I will."

Everything in her was screaming to run out the door, but her feet wouldn't move she just removed the gun off safety. "You can't even say anything, can you?"

She looked dead at him, in his eyes, "Larray stop! You think I won't shoot but I will and won't give a fuck if you die." She moved his hands off and headed for the door.

"Bahja wait, I'm sorry. Let's just talk, please, give me ten minutes of your time."

Against her better judgment she stayed, "Talk."

When Bahja arrived back at Money's , neither Money were Chres were there. It was well after two am. She constantly called both Money and Chres' phones and both were going to voicemail. "God, please let them be okay." No sooner than she opened her eyes from her prayer, she heard Chres car pull up. She ran to the door and as soon as Chres walked through the door, she jumped in his arms.

"I love you Chresanto."

"I love you too Bahja."

Together they headed up to Money's spare bedroom, laid down and passed out.