Souls Tied: My Maniac's Heart

IX.

Rashad "Maniac."

I was back at the hospital with my mama. I been stressed looking for Lyric ass and I couldn't find her. She called in sick to the club on Sunday so she didn't show up there. I even searched London and Venus house but she wasn't in sight.

I had to get my mind right and stop tripping on her so for a couple of days I been out getting money and visiting my mama. It's irritating me that she still hasn't woken up.

The doctors said she's fine. But it's her being stubborn. Only my mama would have a stroke and even though she healthy, she stays sleep. Ain't this about a bitch.

"Mama." I sighed. This shit was weird. "It's ya favorite child. Not King or London." I chuckled. "Why you aint let me take care of you mama? I had you like I had MawMaw." I licked my lips. "I don't wanna see you in pain." I sighed. "If you think you going back to work you got another thing coming."

"Sup Shad." I turned and looked at King. I slapped hands with him and he sat down.

"Sup with it."

"Shit chilling." He cheesed dusting his pants.

What the fuck he so happy for?

"Nigga why you smiling so hard?"

"I aint go lie to you. I got some Cutty the other night."

"Nigga." I laughed. "Cuhz wanna be in ATL bad as fuck."

"I'm deadass."

"From who?"

"We moving in private. She hold a special place in my heart."

"Nigga you in love?"

He didn't respond. He just stared straight ahead.

"I don't know. I just know I never wanna let her go."

Damn. He in deep.

"Nigga you just got out. How that happen?"

"She somebody I was dealing with before I got locked up. She my lil baby, on Crip."

"Don't let her hoe you."

"She knows better." He frowned. "But if she did I deserve it. I did her wrong as fuck."

"Damn cuhz. Jail really did mature you." I laughed and he smacked his lips and waved me off.

"If I'm being honest, I know if I lose lil baby it'll hurt me. I gotta get it together. She not one of these basic hoes who go take all that bullshit so I gotta change to keep her."

"I feel it."

"Wassup with you and Lyric?"

"Nothing. That's my best friend."

"Nigga please." He snorted. "Ain't no damn best friend. Cuhz said best friend." He started cracking up.

"It is."

"So y'all not fucking?"

"No nigga and that ain't yo business."

"Shit could've fooled me. She came back from yo club with a whole lot of hickey's."

"What?" I frowned.

"Damn I assumed that was from you cuhz my bad."

"Where the fuck was you at that she was at?"

"I was at LoLo house talking about mama."

"LoLo can't stand yo ass so why the fuck was you there? And why the fuck you told me you ain't seen Lyric when I asked?"