Confessions Of A Drug Dealer Husband

Chapter 3

Darren P.O.V

First Day Of High School Again, Another Four Years And I'm Out I Said To Myself As I Get Ready To Get Dress, While Putting On My Shirt I Got A Text Message From Miguel Telling Me His In The DriveWay, I Put On My Polo Shirt With My Cargos And My Polo Bucket Hat With My Boss Chain And My Jordan's Ones And Head Out The Door. I Don't Really See Miguel Like That Anymore Because He Working But Somehow He Always Find SomeTime To Chill With Me. As I Get Into The Car He Say" Wassup Nigga" I Say "Wassup Miguel"And Dapped Him Up. On The Way To School, Miguel Was Talking About Once Again The Many Hoes Him And His Bros Fucked And How He Got Head From This One Girl And How It Was The Best, And As I Listen I Tell Him

"You Gone Catch Something One Day Boy" I Said

"Naw I Stay With Protection" As He Pulled A Roll Of Condoms Out His Pocket.

We Both Laugh, So I Ask Him How's Work, He Say Work Good, He Getting Pay And Doing His Job Well,I Ask Him Exactly What Does He Do And Then I Realized I Made A Mistake.

"Nigga Why U Always Gotta Ask Me Where I Work Like Damn It None Of Your Business"He Said

"I Was Just Fucking Asking Miguel Damn You Always Getting Tight Over This Shit" I Said

"Well Maybe If You Didn't Ask Me We Wouldn't Be Going Through This Shit Again"

"Whatever Miguel" I Said As I Got Out The Car And Starting To Walk, Before I Could Get Far He Said

"Meet Me Here At The End Of The Day And I Take You Home" I Said Ok

And Walked Away. I'm Sick Of His Bullshit Like Damn Im Your BestFriend And You Can't Even Tell Me Where You Work??? But It Cool, Sometimes I Wonder About That Boy.