"So, you're Dru?" Roman said as we walked towards the balcony.
"Guilty as charged," Dru nodded.Roman reached in his back pocket and handed Dru the packs of Backwoods he asked for as we joined him outside.
"Wow, Roman Tucker bought me some shells. I can't wait to sell this to TMZ."
We all laughed and I threw a bottle cap at him. After he rolled a blunt, he disconnected from his speaker and left Roman and I outside alone.
"Baby, listen, I--"
"Nah, nigga you listen," I said.I was tougher than I'd ever been with him and the shock was plastered across his face. He sat up straight and took a shit before looking back at me.
"I don't need no elaborate ass lie when you fuck up. I seen the video that proves she kissed you, but the problem initially, before the kiss even happened, was that the bitch was too close. Period! I get it, you a rookie and it's bitches everywhere, but nigga if that's all it takes for you to start folding on me then let me know so I can walk the fuck away now, my nigga. I'm not going through this kinda shit again."
"Baby girl, liste--"
"I'm not finished!" I screamed.I could see Dru's head turn towards the door to look at me and Roman sighed before closing his lips.
"Don't let that shit happen again," I sighed.
"Okay, but, bab--"
"You agree or you don't."
He looked deep into my eyes for a few seconds before nodding and then taking a shot of alcohol on the table. We sat silent for a few more moments before I opened my arms to hug him and then Dru came back outside.
"Awwww, the love birds made up," he said sarcastically.
"Shut the fuck up!" Roman and I laughed.
"Damn, now y'all gon' double team me? Fuck y'all!" Dru laughed back.
Next Morning...
"Good morning," Roman smiled as he stroked my hair.
"Hmmm," I smiled. "Good morning, love."
"How'd you sleep?"
"Good," I sighed as I rolled over to get out of bed. "What about you?"
"I slept great. You really put it on me last night," he said.
"Just a little taste of what you almost lost," I winked.
We laughed and he went to brush his teeth while I started a pot of coffee. Dru came in the bedroom with his blanket around his shoulders and a mean mug on his face. I furrowed my eyebrows and he relaxed his face.
"Y'all was loud," he grunted.
"My fault, I had to let him know what he was gon' be missing if he played with me again."
"Really?" Dru laughed as Roman came from the bathroom. "Because I heard a lot of apologies coming from you, hoe."
"Fuck you!" I laughed.
My phone vibrated and I looked down at my phone screen. It was Frankie texting me, telling me to call him. I stepped away from Dru and Roman to call him.
"Wassup, Frank?"
I think your brother knows about you two.
"HOW?!"
TMZ. Somebody got footage of the BACK of you running out of the front doors of that hotel yesterday and then Roman running after you. He don't know for sure, but I don't doubt for a second that he's going to go investigate.
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My Teammate's Sister
General FictionRoman Tucker is the Kansas City Chiefs' newest cornerback and former cornerback for the Atlanta Falcons. New to the city and to the team, Chiefs star QB, Dave DeLeon takes him under his wing. Without a place to stay or family to stay with in his new...