My man

2.

“I'm not saying girls are perfect, 'cause we know that's not true. But why be unfaithful to her if she's always true to you?”   
          
-Tupac Amaru Shakur
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6:30
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BEFORE
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I layed on Leons chest, he stayed over last night after our little 'incident'. His phone kept on ringing, I reached over and grabbed it.

Boss😩

I squinted my eyes, looking at the emoji at the end.

"Hmm." He groaned.

I looked up at him.

"Morning, ma." He said, he kissed my forehead.

He looked down to the phone in my hand.

"It woke me up." I said pouting.

He grabbed it raising his head from the pillow.

"I gotta answer this." He stood up, I watched as he walked into the bathroom.

"This guy's a drug dealer. Who the fuck is his boss?" I thought.

I stood up and walked over to the door laying my ear apon it.

"I said I'll call you. You woke my girl up man." He said, pissed.

"I'll come see you later then. But not now. What the hell you doing blowing up my phone?"

I scoffed.

"About what?" He sounded confused, "If it ain't some serious shit, then I don't care."

"Fine, I'm on my way."

I thought that was the end of the conversation. So I jumped back under the covers and whipped out my phone.

"I've got to go yeah?" He waited, waiting for my approval.

"Where?" I stuck my bottom lip out.

"Some business, okay?" Still waiting for approval.

"Can you bring me back some chips?"

"Yeah. In a bit."

He just left. I had thoughts about where he was going but I just blocked those thoughts out my head.

Someone knocked on the door, probably Mya.

"Yea?" I shouted.

Mya came in, she looked sad.

"What's wrong." I patted a place on my bed.

She came over and sat down. I furrowed my eyebrows

"He hurt you?" Mya whispered.

"What are you talking about?" I said, smiling.

"Your neck." She moved my hair out the way showing the faint pink bruises.

"He was just being extra, Mya. Why you so worried."

"He'd done it before though. You said it yourself."