A Soldier Like Me:A Louisiana Love Story

Chapter Five: Master

It's been three months, since Renee and I broke up. Man, I should have listen to my nigga Chase, when he said she was a hoe. After the breakup. I was finding a lot more about her. Chris wasn't the only nigga in my shit. I was full of anger more than hurt. I got up out the bed and decide to do some cleaning around the house. I let Tooley take care of business today. A nigga needed a day off from the streets.

I started with the guest room. I threw all our photos in the trash, Renée had a lot stuff in the second room. I had to look carefully in the boxes, so I won't throw nothing away for my. A little box I search through was pictures of Heaven, Brec and I.

 

I wonder what she been up to, she didn't reply to my text, it's cool though she probably was around that nigga. Damn I should have fought harder for her to come with me. She was the love of my life. It hurt me that she felt I couldn't take care of her. I would have gave her everything, and not that selfish hoe Renee. A flashback came in my head when I first asked her to come.

 

Six years ago, ...

We was standing in front Tinashe apartment door. Heaven was staying with her at the time. This day when I finally ask her to move in together and make it official. 

"Heaven please come with me, I'll take care of us," I told her.

    "I can't Darren the lifestyle you live is very scary, I mean look at my dad he died, because of it." She denied crushing a nigga spirit.

    "Baby nobody gonna hurt us I promise you, trust me I got you. Just come with me please," I explained trying to her to say yes, but she wasn't changing her answer.

"I'm sorry Darren, But I can't, I just can't," she said shaking her head.

"Okay, promise me that you'll stay in touch. "I told her giving her a passionate kiss.

"I promise, I love you Darren." She said hugging me tight.

  

"I love you too Heaven and always will," I told her.

       

 

I heard someone banging on my door, I thought it was the police, so I quickly ran to my bedroom and hid my weed, pills and my gun. As I got closer to the door, I hear Chase loud mouth ass at the door. I was relieved but still mad that he bang on my door like he the cops.

  Chase been my homeboy since grade school, I never had to test that nigga loyalty. And he was a funny ass nigga. That man can't keep no girlfriend cause he said anything that come to his head and disrespectful. It has to be someone with the same traits to put up with his ass.

"Come on Master bra, open the door man. A nigga got to shit." He yelled through the front door.

It's never a dull moment with this nigga. I open my door, he ran straight to my guest bathroom. I was laughing so hard, that I remembered I forgot to put tissue paper in there. I decided to play with this nigga, for banging on my door like he the police.

      "Aye son, where yo tissue paper?" he asked searching around the bathroom.

      "Ran out of some," I lied.

      "Shit, you got some napkins? "He asked me.

      "No, I got some newspaper, you want that?" I offered, laughing my ass off.