Make It Last Forever ❤

Jealousy

"I let you know that you're my good thing, even if you make a mistake & do the wrong thing, i forgive you. I just believe that you & I are s'pose to be together. Hold on & dont let go." - Pretty Willie ♥.

Tristan POV

I just woke up & Neya isnt next to me, ion hear Tj either. I shrug it off & hop in the shower. The steamin hot water hit my body. I hop out about 20 mins later. I grab my towel & wrap it around my waist. I handle my hygiene. I grab my phone & went over to my speakers. I turn on my music:

"Ion got no type

Bad bitches is the only thing i like.

You aint got no life

Cups w. the ice & we do this every night."

Thats my shit, but i go thru my closet to find a fit for the day. I pick out my black LK shirt, white LK joggers, & my black & white 14's. I put on my black beanie. I put on my rolex Neya bought me for christmas. I spray on a lil cologne & head out to get my day started. I think i want a new tatt. I just got see where ima get it cause im full already. I think i might get it on my chest in the small space i got left.

I go downstairs to the kitchen to grab a bowl of cereal before i leave. I see a note on the counter:

"Baby, me & Tj went shopping w. my mama so aint no tellin what time we'll get back. I'll pick you out a few things. Love You ♥."

I put the note back down & poured my cereal. I smashed it & headed out.

I get to the tattoo shop & a girl @ the counter greeted me. She took me to the back room & seated me. I removed my shirt & layed back.

"So, what you lookin to get?" she ask flashing a smile.

"I think i want a pharaoh symbol. You know, like Last Kings?" i say pointing to the symbol on my joggers.

"Yea, thats nice. Lemme go sketch it up. It'll only take a few minutes." she said.

"Ight."

She got up & switched off into a small room. I cant lie but her ass is fat. & she got a pretty face. But my wife shittin on her.

She came back & put the stencil on my chest. She peeled it off & got too work. She started conversation.

"I see you like ink." she said.

"Hell Yea. Ink is life. Gotta be tatted like a mexi." i say.

"Yea, i love ink too." she said laughin. "Whats your name?" she asked.

"Tristan, whats yours?"

"Tia." she said.

"Oh thats wassup." i say.

"Yea." she said staring @ me.

"What?" i ask her.

"Oh nothing, you just look like somebody i knew."

"Oh ok." i say. It was a awkward silence.

I see a tatt on her chest that said 'Tyrone'.

"That tatt is dope who is Tyrone, if you dont mind me asking." i say

"My dad. He got murdered a like a month & a half ago." she said. That rung a bell because my 'sperm donor's' name was Tyrone & i killed his ass a month & a half ago.