This Is Love

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Jamie POV

"So you were just not going to introduce me to your friend huh?"

As soon as we got in the car Wallace started in about what happened at the store.

"I was I was___."

"No, you was gonna introduce me as your momma's man. So, I'm not your man no more?"

"No, I'm saying like you are my mom's boyfriend, not mines. We just have Sex occasionally when she not around."

"Right, so you saying I'm not your man. So, that makes me feel like I'm not good enough for you. That what you saying, I'm not good enough for you Jamie."

"No, it's just that we not dating that's all."

"So what you think we were doing all this time? Oh, we have just been fuck buddies or some shit. Nigga, I'm your man. I don't care if I'm with your mom, nigga you mines too. Do you hear me? I said do you HEAR ME?"

"I'm so tired of this shit."

I mumbled under my breath Looking out the window. Then I felt a hand gripping the back of my neck.

"I SAID DO YOU HEAR ME?"

"Yes! Fuck I heard you damn."

I yelled back at him smacking his hand away.

"Boy I swear, sometimes you be really trying me. I be trying not to knock your ass out but you really be trying me like Im a damn bitch nigga out here in these streets. All a nigga trying to do is love your ass and do you right, but every time I turn I got to fight with you."

"Um, no you don't nigga you aint got to do shit. You do have to do shit with me but leave me the fuck alone. I have a boyfriend and Its not you. You just being a dirty as nigga. Trying to have me and my momma both."

I said snapping back at him folding my arms.

"Nigga I don't give a fuck if you had a damn husband, Ima Always have a piece of that ass."

Wallace said grabbing at my pants. Finally pulling up to the how I hurried and jumped out the car with some bags and ran into the house. Finding my mama In the livingroom chilling with Tyrrell, they were wartching Criminal Minds.

"Hey Jamie, did you get everything?"

"Yes ma'am I did, Mama can Jamon come over, we wanna chill and hang out."

"No, we dont have room for extra people."

Tyrrell said mugging me folding his arms. I rolled my eyes at him and shot him a bird. 

"Oh Jamon can come over, he is welcome."

She agreed giving me the ok.

"What, Ma I thought we cant have company over?"

"You can't, your company rude and nasty. Plus you have a different person every other month so no."

"Man, that shit not fair."

Just then Tyrrell caught a pillow thrown at him. I quickly covered my mouth trying not to laugh at him.

"Life not fair now cuss again up in this house and watch how fair Ima get on your ass."

She said with a serious look in her eyes. I turned around and walked into the kitchen to put away the groceries. Minding my own bussiness Wallace enter in to continue to bother me. 

"So this what we doing now, Why you got to invite that nigga over here?"

"Umm, because he is my nigga and you not."

I replied shoving him away to finish putting up the food.

"That nigga better be gone after dinner."

"Why?"

"Because I said so, that nigga not getting ass up in here while im here."

Wallace huffed and puffed sounding bothered by my invite. Putting the last box of mac and cheese in the cabinet I patted him on his shoulder and walked out the kitchen. Grabbing the keys off the table I walked on out the door. 

"Aye, where the hell you going?"

I heard Tyrrell yelling behind me. 

"Going to get Jamon, why you need something?"

"Why that nigga can't use his own damn car?"

"Tyrrell Im not bout to do this with you."

"Shut up, Im riding with you I need to get out the house for a minute."

He said walking towards the car. Getting in we pulled off heading for Jamon Job. 

"I dont see why you messing with this broke nigga anyway."

"the same reason why you fuck with the bitches and niggas you fuck with."

"Aye bruh, my bitches have money."

"Damn show not the last few ones you been dealing with. Cause nigga you have been asking me for money to spend on them bitches."

I said exposing Tyrrell as a broke nigga.

"Man nigga im just saying, this nigga the cashier at a gas station like what the fuck."

"So, working for a tire shop is better. Boy shut up."

I said turning my intrest into my phone.

"I make more than him though."

"Tyrrell what is your problem with my man, like damn is you that miserable that you hate everybody relationship around you."

"Nigga the hell you talking about?"

Just as I was about to respond to him Jamon Came walking out the gas station. Tyrrell was so lucky.

"You know what Im talking about."

I mumbled to him as I got out to greet jamon. Walking up to him he wrapped his arms around me squeezing me tight as we went into a kiss. Damn, I could kiss his lips all day I swear.

"Damn baby, you miss me?"

"Hell yea I do, I cant get through my day without my man."

I said in my sweet lil innocent voice. Cracking a smile jamon laid another kiss on me.

"Man can yall niggas get in the car please?"

"Sup Ty."

Jamon said breaking our kiss. Waving hi m off Tyrrell got back in the car. 

"You know he dont like me, right?"

"Ignore him, he just salty that you coming over for dinner tonight thats all."

"Shit, ight but I got to stop by my house to change out of these work clothes."

Agreeing to take him by his house, we sat in Jamon yard arguing some more while Jamon was changing clothes.

"Nah what that shit earlier you was talking about though."

"Nigga, I saw Lamar today. At the store, while I was out with Wallace."

One I mentioned Lamar Tyrrell went on mute. Nigga dint have shit to say then. 

"I guess he in town for a lil minute I dont know but I did see him."

"Was he with anybody?"

"Some big nigga and he was fine too."

I added being a little petty just to get him all caught up. Nodding his head Tyrrell leaned back in the seat and stared off into to space. A minute later Jamon hopped back in the car and we headed back to the house. I dont know it was the right thing to do telling tyrrell about Lamar, but it beats the fact he was on my case about my man.