Streets and Streets IV

22. Reactions

Emerald's POV

I couldn't make out his whispering but I could see him standing close to the balcony door. He walked back and forth bringing memories of Deontay and Lucky came flooding back. Even though Sloane was the one who out Lucky up to making Deontay think he had a bang his actions triggered me. He seemed flustered and by the sound of his voice it was only getting worse. I finally sat up pressing my back against the head board.

"Get it done. That's the lost of it I'm out." Or at least that's what I think he said. He turned to around noticing that I was up.

"I'm counting on you Kevin." I hadn't heard his name in a while especially coming from Sloane's lips.

"Did I wake you up baby?" It was three in the morning and it look like he had been up for a while.

"What are you doing up like this anyway." He got back in bed kissing my forehead.

"Had to take a call. Come one let's go back to bed." I have him a mean side eye as he slid down in the bed, fluffing pillows and shit.

"Oh you may as well sit the fuck up because yo ass ain't going to sleep. Who were you talking to Sloaney?" His as thought it was over. I know I heard Kevin's name but my ears could be messing with me.

"Emerald." He shook his head as I turned on the bedside lamp. He sat back up looking in my face with nothing to hide.

"Don't fucking lie to me. Why the hell would you ever be talking to Kevin at 3 in the morning." I folded my arms. We will stay up all night I till I get a real answer.

"You know it wasn't no bitch."

"Do I?! Fuck are you creeping around for Sloane?" I turned my whole body to face him. I just wanted to start an argument and he saw right through it.

"I'm not cre- look. Do you remember when I decided to work with Tay on that last drop?" He was ready to prove me wrong. He cracked a small smile trying to crack my hard exterior. He pulled my leg sliding me across the bed.

"Huh? You remember that E." I moved his hands away as soon as he started touching me.

"Yeah ok. I remember Sloane." I rolled my eyes waiting for the rest.

"Sloane? I was just daddy an hour ago. Daddy yes... Oh daddy please." He imitated me down to the facial expressions.

"And I was just having fun with the pussy. I wasn't even inside of you E." He kept trying to change the fucking subject.

"Do you want me to smack you?"

"Ok listen. When we did the drop I kept some of it. Just In case the clubs didn't work out I wanted something to fall back on. It's almost a half a million dollars worth of... worth of stuff all over the city that I'm tired of holding on to. We are doing fine. Better than fine and I told Kevin to get rid of it." I stared at him. One thing he rarely did was lie to me.

"I don't give a damn about none of these bitches. I'm shocked that you would even think some shit like that. You are my wife." We continued the conversation a bit.

"I'm sorry." I felt silly for going off in him like that. As soon as he called me his wife my attitude went away.

"Oh I know you are." He grabbed the room service book. I definitely wasn't hungry but it was obvious he was. He called the extension while while flipping through the menu.

"Yes can I have the chocolate cake and ice cream to PH13." I grabbed my phone checking for messages just after he hung up.

"I did lie to you about it being the last time and I'm sorry. I just couldn't risk the clubs falling through." He said slowly kissing my neck.

"I understand. I'm sorry for coming at you like that" It took me a while to get the works out while he focused on my spot.

"We have one more night alone after this." He grabbed a handful of my hair. It looks like we are going to have to make it count.

•

Deontay's POV

•

"Get the bigger size." Lace and I were in the grocery and had been for about 15 minutes.

"No one eats this many pickles. Only crazy females can eat pickles like this." The jar was on the bottom shelf and heavy as hell.

"Call me crazy." Lacey was that to say the least. The first couple of days of our situation was going well, playing house is fun.

"You gonna get that?" She looked at my ringing phone. Kevin had been calling me for hours but I couldn't imagine what we would have to talk about.

"Get what you need." I tossed her some cash and pecked her cheek before walking out of the grocery store.

"Yo." I said simply hoping that he had some good shit to say.

"He what?" Why this mother fucker Sloane felt comfortable enough to call my right hand man to move anything for him is beyond me.

"Make your money but keep your eye on that bitch." As if Kevin hadn't proved himself enough he almost lost all respect when he said Sloane and I should sit down.

"Nah that's out of the question." I felt like I was keeping my mind off them and sitting down was going to send me to another dark place.

"I'll do it when I'm ready." I changed my wording.

"I respect it D. Let me know what's up." I could end Sloane. I really could.

"You ready babe?" Lace snuck up behind me. I took the bags out of her hand even though she said she could handle it.

"lol if it comes down to it the I'll let you know but for now let him breathe." I said before finally saying bye.

"You get everything?" While I di t know wow long she was standing behind me I knew she heard something.

"Yeah. I have gotta get back so I'm not late for my date." She looked both ways before stepping off the curb. She walked all the way to the car before realizing I wasn't behind her.

"Ya what yo?" I could have dropped the bags right in the parking lot. She walked off like she wasn't wrong. I met her at the car and waited for her to smile or something.

"My date." She said firmly.

"I hope it's a bitch you looking to bring back to the crib because of it's a nigga you must want me to go to jail." I slammed my trunk shut and watched her get in the car.

"The fuck did we agree to make this shit work for if you going on dates?" I didn't even look at her. At this point no matter what she is about to say I just want her out of my mother fucking car.

"I had the date scheduled before. I was leaving your ass remember?"

"So you still are planning on going? You just told me this shit was going to work while you rode my dick so excuse me if I'm a little fucking passionate right now." We stopped at a read light.

"What am I suppose to do cancel?" When the high changed I remembered that calling her out of her name isn't the best answer.

"Duh! Fuck is wrong with you man." I sped off in to traffic just barley missing a car driving in the opposite direction.

"You need to calm down." She was right but there is allot going on and killing us both isn't it.

Her problem is she thinks she is the only petty one but it's nothing to call Lucky or any one of the young girls on the street.

"You are right. Enjoy your date." I tapped her thigh.

"Your right. I'll cancel it" she laughed.

"You doing shit for a reaction isn't cute man. Make up your mind Lacey."