Drug Love

Chapter 22

Marcus POV

I paced in the living room. Pissed as fuck. Lookin at Alexis every 5 minutes, makin sho she was alright. Who da fuck would do dis. Dis exactly why ian ready fa no kids. I wouldnt be able to take it if sum happened. I watched as the door opened and Derrick and Ty'Anna came in holding hands. Derrick looked around. He clenched his jaw as a look of worry struck Ty'Anna's face. She ran over to Alexis. Asking her wat happened. I pulled Derrick to da side.

Derrick: Wat da fuck Marcus--
Me: Ty'Anna ex lookin for her. He shot dis shit up.

Derrick looked away and put his hand on his head.

Derrick: I can set sum up.
Me: Prolly aint the best idea....we jus gon up da security. Nun major. He gon b thinkin we sum pussies.
Derrick: Ight. How yo girl bro she good??
Me: Yea, she straight. Jus shook. She kno its him doe. He called da house. More than once.
Derrick: How da fuck he get da number??
Me: How da fuck im posed to kno?? Called her phone too.....

Suddenly his phone rang. It was a blocked number. Derrick angrily answered the phone and put it on speaker.

*Phone Convo*
Derrick: Hello??
Michael: Now dat i got yall attention, u kno who i am?? Cuz i sho kno who u is. Derrick. Im watchin u. I kno Ty'Anna tryna replace me. But naw. When i said forever, i meant forever---
Derrick: Look bitch, yo wack ass betta leave ma girl and ma niggas da fuck alone--
Michael: Yo girl?? U mean my leftovers??
Derrick: NIGGA DONT GET SHOT DA FUCK UP!!!
Michael: Try me muhfucka.

I could hear Michael hang da phone up. Derrick looked at da phone and walked over to da table. He threw his fists down. Ty'Anna got up and walked over to him.

Ty'Anna: Bae wats wrong?

He turned around and looked at her. He pulled her closer to him and kissed her forehead. I looked at Alexis. Derrick was makin me guilty. I was wrong fa treatin her like i do. But i was gon change dat. Me and her been through it all. She was my world.

Derrick: Ayo, ima head back to da crib we gon talk abt it tmr.
Me: Bet. Jus be careful, aight?

Derrick POV

I nodded and grabbed Ty'Anna hand and walked out. I was so pissed. I got in the car and looked at Ty'Anna next to me.

Me: I need u to tell me wat da fuck goin on wit ya boy.
Ty'Anna: Well ion kno wassup wit him. Sound like he tryna kill u to get to me. Or kill whoever he think in his way....
Me: Well he betta think twice. His bitch ass must not kno who da fuck he fuckin wit. But i do got sum rounds fa his ass--
Ty'Anna: Baby jus try to relax--
Me: HOW DA FUCK IM POSED TO RELAX?!!!? Dis nigga is tryna KILL ME to get to u.

She jus sat there. She aint say shit this time. I aint mean to go ballistic on her. It aint her fault dat lame ass nigga want her. His L doe cuz she mine now. I pulled into the driveway. I looked at Ty'Anna again, who was walkin to the door wit the keys in her hand. I got out and followed. She went straight upstairs as i trailed behind her. I pulled her arm back and pulled her closer to me. I looked down at her and caressed her cheek. I bit ma lip.

Me: U kno why a nigga want u back so bad??

She smirked an looked up at me as she pulled at my jacket.

Ty'Anna: Why?
Me: Cuz u so fuckin beautiful it dont make no damn sense.

She giggled.

Me: i b seein da way them old muhfuckas look at u.
Ty'Anna: What else?? Why u think he miss me.
Me: I kno he miss yo smile. And yo eyes. And yo touch.

I moved my hands lower down her back. She laughed cuz she already knew. I laughed too.

Me: And uhm....yo ass of course.

I looked her dead in her eyes.

Me: But dats all me now. An aint a damn thing he can do bout it..

She smiled and i kissed her. She pulled me down by wrapping her arms around my neck. I wrapped her legs around my waist and she looked at me.

Ty'Anna: So wat u wanna do now??

I sighed and put her down.

Me: Go put on sum nice.
Ty'Anna: Dont i already look nice??

She spun around wit her arms out.

Me: I mean clothes dat aint no sweatsuit, smart ass.

She rolled her eyes and went upstairs.