Love & War (Editing)

Chapter II

Janelys' POV

We were all standing by the bar when we seen two men approaching us. Nick thought they were coming over to holla at him, so his extra ass started fixing his weave and applying lip gloss. As soon as I realized who they were though, I knew that they were walking towards Chenille and I. I could tell that it made her uneasy.

The guys were Anthony and Alex, our boys from the hood. We used to move weight with them back in the day. They were our riders, always strapped and ready to pull up on a nigga for us. All we had to do was give them the word and they'd be at ya door. We were inseparable, but once we told them that we were getting out of the game, they weren't feelin' it. We tried to make them understand, but they took it personally and thought we were switching up on them. The day we left for Florida was the last time we'd ever heard from the two of them... until now.

I was in deep thought; thinking about the past and trying to figure out why they would show up here after going all of these years without seeing or hearing from one another. I was taken out of all of my thoughts once I heard Anthony speak.

"Damnnnnn, is that lil Janelys from the Chi?" Anthony said as he walked up to me with a huge smile spread across his face.

I was honestly surprised by his reaction, but I played along.

"Anthony? My nigga Ant from Elmwood?" I asked in a laugh.

"Yeah girl, damn its been a minute since I seen your ass!" he said extending his arms out for a hug.

I hugged him back and all I could smell was his cologne. I was mesmerized by the scent, but I tried to keep my composure.

"I know, what brings you out tonight?" I asked still wondering why they were here.

"Me and Alex came to have a few drinks and find us some bitches to kick back with," he replied with a smirk.

I chuckled and looked over to see Alex with Chenille at the other end of the bar.

"The real question is what brings you out tonight? This doesn't really seem like your type of scene," he asked with a smile; giving me a once over.

"Oh it doesn't?" I asked sarcastically with a laugh.

"Nah, I never pictured you and Chenille to be the club types," he replied, extending his hand out for mine.

"But shit, with a body like this I guess it would be a shame not to show it off ma," he continued- biting his bottom lip- as he spun me around to analyze my entire figure.

Now facing him once again, my heart dropped as his eyes met mine once again. I began to blush.

"You telling me that you ain't know that me and Chenille own this bitch?" I asked in a giggle.

"Oh so you run shit now huh?" he asked; smiling as if he was proud with his dimples now showing fully.

I couldn't help but to admire the man standing in front of me, man how Anthony had changed. The only thing that remained the same over the years was his flawless tan skin complexion, everything else just looked so much more grown up.

His once bare baby face now had perfectly groomed facial hair along with a brush cut and deep waves. His once tall, slim frame now had muscle in all of the right places and last but not least his once high pitched sixteen year old voice now had a bass to it that could silence a whole room if raised just a notch.

Damn! Anthony done turned into a mixed Papi chulo one good time on a bitch!

"You like what you see?" he asked cockily with a knowing smirk- pulling me out of my thoughts.