All About the Smiths

🏡 Eight 🏡

Terri's POV

We pulled up in front of a packed house. We sat in silence before I looked over at him.

"Are you gonna be alright?" I asked Keith. When we first got into his truck, he kept trying to make up excuses to not take me to Algee. But when I told him what was going on, he got silent and stayed that way.

"Yea," he responded with a clenched jaw.

"You sure? Cuz I don't want you going lunatic in there, alright?"

He looked at me and relaxed both of his hands on the steering wheel. "Aite. I'm ready whenever you are."

I immediately hopped out of the truck and went towards the house with Keith following behind. "Motorsport" boomed throughout the house as we entered. Looking around, I spotted Woody and Elijah at a bar with two strippers. So that's why Keith didn't want to bring me to Algee.

As I walked towards them, Elijah's eyes spotted me and grew wide. "Oh shit," he said as Keith and I stood in front of them.

" 'Oh shit' is right! Where the fuck is Algee?!" I asked.

Elijah slightly panicked before Woody jumped in. "We don't know."

I folded my arms and looked at him. "We thought he was at home," Woody lied. "You know what, I don't even think he's-"

"He's in the back," Elijah blurted out in one breath.

"By himself?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. Elijah stayed silent. I unfolded my arms and nodded my head as I went off to the back of the house.

"Why you tell her?" Woody asked Elijah in a whisper and hit his arm.

"Cuz she scares me!" Elijah yelled. "She's small, but she's deadly!"

I walked through a hall, eyeing the only bedroom in the back. As I approached the door, I shoved it open. Bracing myself for what was about to happen, it wasn't what I expected.

"Damn!" Luke yelled as he tried to cover himself and the stripper next to him with the bed's silk sheets. "Can a brotha get some privacy around here?!"

Embarrassed, I hurriedly shut the door as I went out of the room. I noticed Keith standing in the hallway, staring at a door. I grew confused as I went towards him. He was looking at a door that was slightly cracked open, leading to the bathroom.

"I'm getting tired of playing these games with you." I heard through the cracked opening. I took a peek through it to see Keisha throwing herself at Algee.

"Ain't nobody playing with you, Keisha." Algee said, pushing her hands off of him.

She scoffed. "You know you want this. That's why you brought me back here."

"No, I don't. I brought you back here, so we can speak in private."

"I don't think I can speak with your dick in my mouth."

Algee grabbed her hands to stop her from fondling him. "First of all, I already have a woman to do that for me. And second, why can't you act like this to Keith ONLY??"