False Fairytales

Chaptire Dix

Charity POV
I sat and watched Black Lightening as I folded laundry, I dropped Rami off at school this morning and let Josh sleep in, but when I got back he was gone. Now I was sitting here bored out of my mind and curious as to where he disappeared to.

I was distracted from my show as my phone rang for the sixth time this morning, as I picked it up I noticed it was the same unknown number calling me. Normally I don't answer unknown numbers, especially if they seem suspect and this was a California area code so it couldn't get more suspicious than that. I left everything that was toxic to me in Cali, so I know that whoever is calling me is apart of what I left far behind.

I watched the phone as the call ended and put it back on the side of me. As I continued to my show I heard the front door open, I was happy Josh was home, ever since I've been home I have really been attached to him. But I presume that he's been avoiding me, since I told him I wanted to sell drugs.

After I told him all he said was "We'll talk about it later babe" and I know that's code for hell no, he's just too pussy to say it to me, but honestly I'd rather him be a hundred with me and tell me how he feels instead of avoiding me and shutting me out. I understand this is bigger than just him and I doing the same line of work, it's dangerous and more so scary for the safety of our baby, but this is really all I know, the streets and the hustle to survive, probably even more than both of those privileged ass knuckle heads.

"Joshy" I called in a soft voice as I heard him get closer to the room.

"Wassup?" He greeted me kissing me on my forehead and laying down.

"Where'd you go?" I asked still sounding soft and sweeting hiding my real suspicions.

"Went to holla at Dee about some business real quick" He said blankly looking at the television

"Is everything okay?" I asked pausing the show

"What you pause it for? I was watching that" He complained, trying to side track the conversation; I put down the towel I was folding and climbed on top of him.

"Talk to me baby. What happened?" I asked now straddling him and locking fingers with him. He looked me in my eyes and let out a sigh before kissing me.

"I love you so much Charity"

"I love you too Joshy, but tell me what's wrong? Is it about what I told you?"

He lifted me off of him and sat me next to him, which let me know that I had guessed right. If I'd known it would upset him like this I would have kept this idea to myself.

"Listen Cee, I get why you want to do this, you see the action and the money and you get excited, but you don't see the raw shit that Dee and I see everyday. I don't want you to have to see us killing a nigga or worse YOU have to kill a nigga. On top of that niggas are grimy, the enemies see I got my wife by my side in my line of business they'll take advantage of that opportunity to get to me and harm you and I'll die before I let anyone hurt you or my son. It's just too risky of a business babe and I'm not gonna lie I'm scared"

Finally, finally he admitted how he felt and I completely understood where he was coming from, but I wanted him to hear my point of view as well.

"Baby listen, you're not the only one scared, I'm fucking terrified everyday just for you to leave out of the door, but guess what, I hold faith and confidence that you're going to come home to us in one piece, and I know that the faith that I hold is what keeps you protected when you go out killing these niggas and making the money for our family. You don't think I know what y'all do? I've done shit you can't even imagine just to get a hairbrush so I can look right for you when you visited me in prison, so what do you think I will do to protect us in the real world? I survive baby, you know that"