Love Hurts (Urban Fiction) Part 3

Chapter 19 Daniel

   "She said she's pregnant." Marcus spoke swiveling around in the chair.

"Damn, when she find out?"

He shrugged his shoulders and took a sip from the bottle. "I don't even know if it's my baby."

   Shit seemed to be going left for Marcus, lately, from baby mama drama, to shit in the streets. After he murdered Beeno, it took Rock paying off a few cops to make everything untraceable. But that didn't stop the streets from talking. Beeno's people were looking for Marcus and planned on getting revenge.

"You ain't tried to talk to her?"

"I ain't got shit to say to her if it ain't about Skyleigh."

I scratched my head and looked off. Marcus was serious about cutting all ties with Chantel but I knew, even after all of the shit she pulled, it would be hard. Jahleel walked into the office of the club Rock owned, with a gassed demeanor.

"Why the fuck y'all nigga's lowkey? It's money to be made!"

"Fuck you up here for, then?" Marcus shot while turned to the monitor.

"Cause I got word on some new shit."

"New shit?"

"Yea, some white boys uptown supposed to be packing the streets and I figured we get Rock to make connections. Get us some of that bread."

"I ain't fucking with no white niggas. That's how you end up pinched."

"Nigga, do you know how much money we can make off of this shit?"

"Not enough."

"You crazy bruh, sit on yo ass if you want but I'm tryna eat!" Jahleel turned away from Marcus and to me. "What about you, Daniel?"

"Ain't nobody hearing that shit you talkin'."

"I'm looking at the bigger picture. We making money now but not that on that level. Shit, I want all the paper and bitches!"

"What about ya, girl though?" I pried.

"Who? Kaidyn?"

"Yea, nigga. Who else."

He shrugged. "That's some whenever I feel like it type shit. Nothin' serious. She be wanting' a nigga like me to chase her ass but stingy with the pussy." Jahleel smiled to himself.

"What?"

"C'mon nigga. You hit her, so you know she can get. She can't really ride dick but it's all good for now, cause I'm tryna see what her mouth like."

      Marcus

After placing the glass bottle down on the table, I watched the two. I already knew some shit was about to pop off when Jahleel came in talking that shit. I needed entertainment anyway, to get my mind off of all the shit I was in.

"What the fuck you say, nigga?"

Jahleel chuckled a bit before trying to speak but Daniel cut him off with a right hook, causing him to lose his balance. As soon as Jah hit the floor, Daniel started stomping the shit out of him. I took another sip of the liquor before rising from the chair.

"Aight, nigga!" I called, pulling Daniel off of Jahleel as he got a few more kicks in.

"Damn nigga, you getting tight over some pussy?" Jahleel smirked, rising from the ground and spitting blood.

Daniel tried to break free from my grip and get to Jahleel, who didn't seem upset.

"Get up off me nigga!"