Zaire Fuller
It's been a week, and Phat was able to come home. "You need anything else?" I asked. She shook her head. I sighed, and sat on the bed looking at her. "Phat." I said catching her attention. "Yea?" She answered. "I gotta go back home." I said slowly. "Seriously Zaire?" She asked.
I didn't say anything. "I need you here." She said lowly. "I know Phat. I need to handle some, I'll be back. I swear." I said. "I need you now." She said.
"I'm sorry." I said standing up. "Whatever, do you." She simply said and turned over. I sighed and grabbed my suitcase, my plane will be leaving soon. I walked over to phat, leaning down to kiss her. "Move." She said moving her head. "Stop acting like that." I said. "Fuck you." She said. "I love you baby." I said standing up straight. "I'll be back." I said. "Mhm." She said. I left out her room shutting the door, and heading downstairs to the uber that was waiting.
I hopped in and told the driver to head to the airport.
•••••
"You back for good?" My right hand man Josh asked. "Nah." I said. "I was thinking about um moving to Atlanta. But if I do, you think you'll be able to hold shit down here?" I asked. "Fasho." He said. I trusted Josh, I knew if I had to leave this shit to someone I know he'd be the one. He was reliable.
"I'll get back to you tomorrow." I said. "Alright." He said. I climbed into my car and headed back to my crib.
When I pulled up, my sister was on my front porch. "What you doing here?" I asked her. "I wanted to see you." She said with her head down. (I don't know if I have her a name, but it's Zariah.) "Why you holding yo head down?" I asked. "Zariah." I called out once she didn't answer. Soon, she popped her head up making my eyes widened. "Who the fuck?" I asked grabbing her face.
"Who had the balls to do this shit?" I asked. "Monty." She said. "Yo bitch ass boyfriend?" I asked. "Ex." She said. "I'll handle it." I said. "Zaire, I don't need you to go to jail." She said. "I won't." I said unlocking the door.
"What you packing up for?" She asked. "I'm moving Ri." I said. "Where?" She asked. "Atlanta." I said. "Let me come." She said. "You gotta asl momma." I said. "I will." She said and gave me a quick hug before leaving my place. I closed and locked the door once she got in her car safely and pulled off. I walked to my room, and continued to pack up my things.
Phat didn't know I was planning on moving down there, that's because I wanted it to be a surprise. I got a house picked out already, I bought it cash. It was close to her store, and Nia and Nick school.
As of now, I was getting it furnished now. I pulled out my phone and called Phat.
"What Zaire?" She said once she answered.
"Why you gotta attitude?" I asked.
"Because you actually fucking left." She said.
"I had something to handle." I said.
"That's more important than me?" She asked.
"You know it's not." I said.
"You must got another bitch down there, that's why you was in a rush to leave." She said.
"No Phat, ain't nobody else down here. I had to handle some with my money. I'm sorry for leaving you, I said I'll be back though." I said.
"I don't care Zaire." She said and hung up in my face.
I got her when I get back. I taped up the boxes I finished and placed them by the door. I only had 3 more rooms to go, then I'll be finished.
I took a quick shower, and hopped out and grabbed my phone. Seeing a picture of Phat made my shit jump. I took a quick flick of my junk and sent it to Phat.
