Modern Day Bonnie and Clyde: Lets Play

14. In different directions

songs for this chapter: suffocate by J Holiday

This chapter is messy and all over the place but enjoy🕺🏽

Tiana POV
5 years ago..

"It's been a week Hakeem" I scream snatching his phone from his hands and tossing it across the room. I can't stand his nonchalant attitude.

"Seriously T, what the fuck am I supposed to do?! I told her not to turn herself in! She didn't want to listen to me" He weakly says storming past me, I quickly follow him.

"Oh so what we're supposed to let her rot again for someone else's mistake?" I snap hot on his trail.

"No Tiana but we don't have any other choice right now-"he starts turning towards me.

"Yes we do" I whine reaching out to grab his hands.

"No we don't. You going to meet some random person who obviously has a problem with you is not an option T" keem snaps pulling his hands away from mines and sitting on the couch.

"Have you seen your father?" I question pacing back and forth.

"No" my husband says looking out the window. I can see how ashamed he is by this whole situation.

"Well he's a mess Hakeem. How would you feel if I turned myself in for something i didn't do and left you here with kids to raise, and you know who really did it and can't say anything?" I reason. "this isn't the first time either" I add.

"Listen T I don't want this for our family but this is how shit is right now"he growls not listening to a word I said.

"You know what? I'm gonna go talk to this person.wether you go is your choice" I say before walking off.

Later that day..
"We shouldn't be doing this" Hakeem says as we approach the building. I stop angrily looking at him.

"I told you you didn't have to come" I snap my patience wearing thin. Fearlessly I turn around and walk through the door.

"T! Wait. Maybe we should've told someone where we are" he reasons grabbing me by the hand.

"Fine I'll send Jamal my location right now and you send Dre yours"I sigh pulling out my phone.

"Okay" he says pulling out his phone.

"No need to do that" a voice rasps making us both look up from our phones. I quickly slip my phone in my pocket then take a deep breathe.

"Come on this'll be quick" this man says ushering us inside. "Sit" he demands pointing to the dingy chairs squeezed in between the wall and table.

"What do you want?" Hakeem snaps seconds after we sit.

"Woah there tiger. Can I at least have a seat first" the man chuckles making me roll my eyes.

"We don't have time for the games" Hakeem growls.

"So you don't want to get mother lyonness out?"he asks.

"Can't you just tell us what you want?!" I finally speak up annoyed by this whole situation.

"Fine. I want 3 million in cash" he says.

"You seriously did this for a quick bank? Man whatever you got it" Hakeem laughs pulling out a Gucci check book.

"I don't want it now"he quickly says.

"Well when do you want it, tomorrow?" I snap.

"A little later than that" he chuckles pulling out a paper and writing a date on it.