If i see you and i don't speak..

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Aphrodite P.O.V
"That means I don't fuck with you, I'm a boss you a worker bitch I make bloody moves!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. Ronnie looked at me with such intensity I could tell he wasn't on his Cardi B. I wanted to ask him what his problem was,but I wasn't in the mood for an attitude. " Di, has Ace attempted to get in contact with you?" I looked at him with a confused look. "Actually, No  he hasn't, I guess he realized that we're on different pages." He looked at me again. "He swears h s getting out of the streets. It got me thinking." I kept my eyes on the road and thought about my response. "Good for him. Even though it is really unbelievable that he would give up all that money and shit that he loves. But if that's what his move is, let him make his moves. I'm with you, and I didn't plan to be here this long..but I'm still here. It has a lot to do with our history. You never crossed me out for a bitch and never turned my family against me. You don't get overly jealous." Ronnie took a deep breath. " Aphrodite, you've been with me in the streets for a long time. I want you to have more than the world can offer.. but you're in constant danger and I don't know how much longer you'll be safe. Maybe Ace had the right idea, and maybe you should look into talking to him again. I slammed the breaks and pulled into the nearest parking lot. "No, hell no. Hell fuck no. I've managed up until this point fine. I know how to kill people and fend for myself. I'm not walking away from the streets. I make the streets. I am the fucking streets. So forget it Ronnie. I'm gonna ride for you no matter what." I was out of breath from yelling at Ronnie. He was staring out of the window and then turned to face me. " Di I love you so much. As long as you're sure that you want to stay in the streets, I'll make sure that you're protected and strapped up. Jacob would never forgive me of anything happened to you." I didn't have anything to say to that. I took a deep breath and headed towards the mansion.

*four hours later*
"Jacob I don't care. I'm not eating Mexican sushi. I don't even know what that is." I was laughing harder than I had in a while, and it felt good. Better than good, amazing. Jacob has always been the better brother and  he's not even my blood. Me and chresanto haven't talked in a while since his accident. His babymama ended up getting shot and killed along with his son, who was only 2 months old. It was over some stupid gang related shit that he got himself into. I took it really hard, my nephew getting killed. I ended up doing some drilling of my own. After all the shit that had popped off these past months, I can only relax when I'm with Jacob.

"You act like Mexican sushi would be nasty, express your culture." I rolled my eyes. "No dude. Last time I checked, sushi was Japanese or sum shit and Mexicans shouldn't go around messing with it. But something tells me that you're the only Mexican trying that shit" He mushed me in the face. " how bout I order some Chinese food. Sesame chicken and lo mein?" His face lit up like a firework. "And two egg rolls por favor." I walked to the kitchen to get my phone and walk back to the living room, when I feel strong arms warp around my waist.  I immediately froze in place. I was prepared to swing when I heard Ronnie chuckle. " ready to kill a nigga always I see"  I smiled and wiggles out of his hold. " yeah, be prepared to die hunny" Jacob walked into the kitchen just as the Chinese lady answered the phone. I placed our order and about thirty minutes later, the Chinese food arrived and we ate while watching Netflix. Ronnie was about to say something when the doorbell rang. " I got it!" I screeched and slid to the door all the way in my socks. When I opened the door the person standing there was the last person I expected.

Hey guys. I've been gone for a minute. But hopefully this update will please everyone. But really, who do you think it is? Aphrodite has a lot of ghosts...and skeletons in the closet. Is it Ace, chresanto, or someone unknown?

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