Chapter IV

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{Ciara} (Outside of the club)

Tigs led us out the club. "Wait what's going on Tigs?" Marie said aggravatingly.

I rolled my eyes "I already know what they doing bruh, I hate when they do this shit!" I huffed and started strutting down the parking lot.

"Wait! They coming right now Ceedy!" Tigs yelled after me. Jade' and Marie followed me towards the car. 

When I got to the car I seen the boys leaving out of the club. Tigs pointed at us to guide the boys where we were. 

"Is they serious! Like I don't have time for this shooting shit." Jade' spoke out.

"Right! CAN WE JUST HAVE FUCKING FUN FOR ONE NIGHT!" Marie yelled towards the boys.

 Jade' walked off towards Jave's car so they can leave, and Marie and Psy did the same. 

B unlocked his car door and I got in. He started the car and pulled off. 

 I stared straight at the road just waiting to go home. He reached over to touch my hand. I quickly look at his hand on mines; I wanted to move it, but I didn't. I can tell he noticed something about my mood. I was aggravated. I just wanted to have fun. It's like everywhere we go some shit starts off. I mean, I know I signed a commitment to this game in marriage, but damn! Everywhere I go?

When we arrived at the house I grabbed my clutch and went straight into the house without looking at him. 

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" He finally spoke. I looked at him stupid. Is he serious right now?

"No, what the fuck is wrong with you, huh?"

"What you talkin' bout?"

"Everywhere we go you start some shit." I said walking into the kitchen to grab me something to snack on. 

". . . You married me meaning you married the shit I do. Don't act like you don't know this shit already!" 

"Michael . . . get out my face bruh, you pissing me off!"

B walked out the kitchen going back into the room. My mental reminded me of something. "TAKE YOUR FUCKING MEDICINE, B!" I yelled at him.

"Mann. .  get the fuck!" B yelled. Who this nigga talking too? I stopped scooping the ice cream out the carton and marched into the room. I threw the ice cream scoop towards his head but missed, and hit his shoulder. 

"Michael Daniels III, watch how you talk to me, you hear me? Now go take your fucking medicine.."

Before I started to walk out of the room. I heard B dying laughing at me, and it made me smile a little. I went back into the kitchen to get my bowl of ice cream and enjoy my night watching the re-run of Single Ladies. 

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{Child}

Me and the homeboys walked out the club, but I went my separate way. I seen Tigs walking towards the car, I rushed to stop him right quick. 

"Aye!" I yelled. He paused and stop himself from getting into his car. 

"Yo, umm.. I need a huge favor..." I said looking around. Tigs cocked back in his seat "And what's that?" 

"I want to get Ciara number, B's wi-"

"Nigga I know who she is" Tigs shot back "Why you want it, lil nigga?"

This nigga blowing me already. "Look, I need it. She tried to introduce me to this fine ass girl in the club before shit went down. I need her number to call her and get information on chick." Tigs looked at me as if I was lying, but I tried to keep my cool.

"Listen to me lil nigga.. I like you, but don't try to put me in no shit because I'm about to give you this" He said as he was looking through his phone. "I'm about to text you her number. But listen. .  I never gave it to you" He said. He was serious when he told me that. 

I walked off from by the car. "Aye! You owe me a favor lil nigga" He said before driving off the parking lot. I smiled walking back to my car. I got her number.  I got into my car and was on my way home. When I got to my apartment, I made myself comfortable real quick. I took a shower, text some hoes, and load a couple of guns. I thought about texting her, but damn what if my boss is close to her phone. I'm damn sure not about to call her. Fuck that I'm not about to get killed.

I looked at the clock it was about 2 something. Fuck it, I about to call her. Her phone started ringing. I got nervous. "Hello" her sweet voice answered.

"Who this?" She said with an attitude this time. I guess she was trying to figure out who was on the other end because I didn't answer the first time.

"Oh, um wassup. This Tyrell- I mean Throne" I responded. I felt like a virgin talking on a phone with their first girlfriend.

"Oh. Wait how you got my number?" 

"I know people" I said smirking.

"Well who are these people? Because you shouldn't have my number" 

"Damn you acting bad. I know man.." 

She laughed "Boy you is interrupting my show and ice cream. Go to sleep Child."

I know she didn't just called me that. "Don't call me that, Ion like that."

"Awe that baby don't like the name" She laughed. Thinking it's funny.

"My name is Throne, better remember that"  I said getting into my bed. 

"Yeah, whatever.. Child- Wait I mean Throne" She think this shit funny bruh.

"Umm.. Throne I'mma call you back.." 

"Hold up, Call me Tyrell" I said before she can hang up.

"Yeah .. okay. " I heard her said to B. "Well Tyrell I'mma call you whenever"

She hung up and I laid there in my bed thinking .. Bruh.


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