The Wrong Love

9

"How the fuck you just go against us like that?! That nigga and his boys killed Third!" Poe yelled at me before hanging up in my face. Its not my fault for falling for him. Sometimes people just have to put things in the past no matter what happened. I think.

I drove to Capo's house so we could talk.

"Hey." I said as I sat on his black couch.

"Wassup."

"I cant do this. Im not good this relationship shit and its kinda hard for me."

"Okay, whatever."

"Whats wrong with you?"

"What chu talm bout?"

"Is that all you wanted was some pussy?"

"No, you need a break, take one then. I dont feel like arguin right now."

"You stay tryna ruin my life."

"What the hell did I do?! You took the offer to save Jordan then I dropped the deal! You kept coming around me! Now Im tryna help you, you mad and shit!"

"Help me with what!?"

"Get through yo brother and friends death."

"You say friend like you dont know who he is! You fuckin killed Third!"

"Who the fuck is Third!?"

"Right, so you wanna act like you dont know!"

"I aint killed nobody! You crazy B. Go home and sleep."

"You dont fuckin tell me what to do!" I said then slapped him. He clenched his jaw before slamming me into the wall, holding my neck.

"You gone stop puttin yo fuckin hands on me." Damn he was sexy when he was mad. Snap out of it Day! He let me go before going upstairs and slamming the door.

2 days later
12:00 a.m. Location: Strip club

I swung around the pole to the rhythm of She Twerkin by Cash Out. Later my coworker Chy came out and we did tricks on the pole and floor. As I walked off the stage I spotted Capo sitting at the bar. I walked over to the chair next to him and sat.

"Hey." He looked up to me with his blood shot red eyes at a low point and nodded at me.

"I'm sorry for what-" I got cut off by someone grabbing my arms and snatching me to Blacks office.

"What the fuck we just tell yo ass earlier!?"

"Capo had nothing to do with Killing Third. He dont even know him."

"Well who the fuck did it then and why the hell you covering for this nigga?"

"I dont know who did it and Im not covering for him im just telling you before the wrong person gets hurt."

"When you start caring so much about peoples feelings."

"I dont care, matter fact I stopped caring."

"When?"

"When yo ass killed my brother." I said to Poe and he looked at us with surprising eyes.

"What you talkin bout?" He asked as sweat started to arise on his forehead.

"Bitch nigga you know what the fuck im talkin bout! you killed my brother and tried to blame otha nigga when it was yo punk ass!" I yelled before Black got up and punched him in the face. I gasped because I know he was gone.

"Damn nigga! You just got knocked the fuck out!"

Black looked at me like bish  really.

"Sorry." I said before walking back out to get my clothes and stuff and go home.