True Love With A Real Thug Part 2

Meant To Be

Monae POV:

I completely clean Meechie up and there is not one scratch on him. Who's blood is everywhere?? Christy and I leave him on the floor because he is way too heavy. "Thank you Chris. AT LEAST YOU REAL!" I yell in the direction of the living room. "It's ok. Don't be like that though." Christy says. "Really?!? This nigga is layin lifeless in the middle of my floor and that heartless ass nigga in the living room wouldn't even help, but you don't want me to be like this." I say. At this point, everybody is pissing me off so I go to my room and lock the door. "I FUCKIN HATE MEN!!!" I yell at the top of my lungs. I hope Chez heard me. Heartless mothafucker. I grab my phone out my pocket and calls Christy. "Let me know when Meechie wakes up." I tell her. "Ok." She says. "Do you need..." I stopped her short. "No Christy. I'm good. Thank you though baby." I say. "Okay. Love you." She says. "You too." I reply. I hang up the phone and Bluetooth my phone to my radio. Once it's synchronized I play Hit My Line by Bandit Gang Marco loud as hell. I don't know. Am I still in love with Meechie? Is that why I'm treating him like this? I just don't know.

He's not the man that you think. He's not a man anyway. He just keep feeding your mind saying everything you wanna hear. You be falling for it until he make you drown in tears.

I break down and finally release my tears. I hate that this is happening. Meechie needs to get up so I can figure out what the heck is going on. Knock knock knock. If this is Sanchez I'm going to scream. "Who is it?!?" I yell. "Rone." I get up and unlock my door and open it. "Hey. You okay?" He asks. "I will be." I reply. "So I have a pretty good idea as to why your mad at Chez but I want you to tell me exactly how u feel." Rone says. "Tyrone you won't understand." I say. "Try me." He simply says. "Chez is heartless. He wouldn't help me when Meechie passed out. He wouldn't help me bring him in the house. He won't touch Meechie. Why? Cause he hurt me?!?! Come the fuck on. That's stupid or a lie. Once a rider always a rider to me. If you and Christy break up today, I expect y'all to still be there for each other when y'all need help. I know if I knocked on Meechie front door covered in blood I wouldn't even have to say anything. He would've immediately brought me in. Chez said I'm different cause I'm a female. That's bullshit. You'll take me in cause I'm a fuckin female, not because I actually need fuckin help." I say. I feel my eyes tearing up but I'm too pissed of to care. They're angry tears, not sad tears. Rone just stands there shaking his head. "Wow. How long was you and Meechie rocking?" He asks. "Too long. We always been there for each other though. Before we got together, we was beating ass together." I say chuckling a little bit. "But don't let that confuse you. He put me through a lot of bullshit. If he calls me and needs me, ill be there. No matter what. Same for me. If I call him, he picking up the phone and helping me out." I say to Tyrone. It was quiet in the room until I broke the silence. "I thought Chez was perfect. He knew the right things to say. I thought me and him were meant to be together........ I guess not." I say crying inside. "Don't say that. He just never had to handle a situation like this. Go easy on him." Rone says. "Yea yea yea. Ok." I say. Rone walks out the room and closes the door. M.E.N by Tink is playing.

Blame men. Say what you wanna hear, they will. They never understand how you feel. Tryna get through to a person who can't, who can't, who can't, feel what you feel.

This is fuckin ridiculous. Ain't we too young to go through shit like this. I guess we just ain't meant to be......

Tyrone POV:

This girl is deep. She real. I'm walking downstairs, thinking about wat Monae just said to me. I go in the living room and sit on the couch with Christy and Chez. "Chez man you gotta talk to her." I say to him. "Oh God. What she say?" He asks sighing. "She think y'all ain't even meant to be no more. She think you not gone ride for her. She said if it was the other way around Meechie would have her back and kill anyone who messed with her. She don't think you'll do that for her. She crying and shit. Go talk to her." I tell Chez. He gets up and walks upstairs ....

Sanchez POV:

I don't know what to think or how to feel. She wants me to help and irrelevant nigga that doesn't give a fuck about me. I'm on my way to her room. I get all the way up the stairs and her room is the second one. Her door is open. I walk to her door and peak in but she's not in there. The bathroom door is closed so I guess she's peeing. I sit on the bed and wait. 2 minutes later I hear the toilet flush. She opens the door and looks at me. "Why are you here?" She asks with a stank attitude. I let it go cause I know she's mad. "Baby talk to me." I say. "No. Tyrone told you everything. Nothing more for me to say." She says. "You think we shouldn't be together??" I ask flat out. "I don't think you would stick up for me. I think if we broke up today you wouldn't care about nothing that happens to me. I understand you just don't want me to be hurt again but you're hurting me." She says with tears falling from her beautiful eyes. "Baby im sorry. I didn't know that was going to hurt you. I just don't want him to hurt you again." I say. "Ok look. If I was worried about him hurting me I wouldn't help him. We promised when we got together that no matter what we was gone always be there for each other. No matter what is going on! If we needed each other, one of us was gone be there!" She yells. "Baby I'm sorry damn! Ima always ride for you. If you need my help you got it." I yell back. I get off the bed and walk out. I gotta give her time to cool down.