Rapper's Delight (I Always Got Your Back)

Book 2: Chapter 4 - Tell the Truth, Justin

I woke up this morning and Justin was gone. Shit, I highly doubt if he even came to the room. It's cool though I already had a lot on my mind. Like what happened in the shower last night. Apollo? Really? What's got me looking at him like that?

I got up and stretched. My morning wood all exposed in the air. I brushed my teeth and turned on the tv. Staying in a hotel room was not my idea for a tour, but RhinoS cheap ass wasn't gonna pay for an Airbnb. It ain't my money, so I'm not gonna continue to complain. I checked my phone and called Dakari to wish her good luck at school today.

Then, I got a text from Apollo. He wanted to meet up for another workout session in the gym. At first, I didn't want to go, but I got dressed and went anyway. We met up in the hotel gym. It was closed off with black tarp on the glass so nobody could see us. I like my privacy and Justin comes down here too. We don't need people snapping pictures at us while we working out.

Apollo locked the door and put his bag down. When he bent over, I can that ass poking out in those shorts. He got a real muscle bubble booty. Dammit, why am I thinking like this? He is my physical therapist, not Justin. That's who I'm in love with. I took a gulp of my water and started to stretch. He came behind me to help me out. All I kept saying to myself was don't get hard and whatever you do, don't push back.

"You're doing really good, Chris." Apollo said.
"Preciate it man. I got a good teacher." I said.
"Aww, thanks man. You're a good student." He laughed. "You want me to turn on the tv?"
"Yeah, you can do that." I said.

The silence in the room of hearing is both breath was turning me on. I needed something to drown us out. When the tv came on, it was a report discussing the tour night. Behind the scenes, RhinoS has been getting some people in line for a court session. Rod tried to kill my nigga and Griffey. I know he is guilty and so does the public, but they want to take it to trial. I feel like they can simply throw his ass in jail and call it a day.

"Damn, it's a lot going on I see." Apollo said sipping his water.
"Yeah, that night was crazy and Rod needs to be taken down for it." I said shaking my head.
"How's your head in all of this?" He asked.
"It's all good man. I've been shot before. It's not fun, but I'm a trooper." I said trying to play it off.
"Ok. How's Justin?" He asked.
"He's good from what I can tell." I said unsure.
"Oh ok. Well that's good to hear." He said.

I sat down on a bounce ball and he did the same. I just kept watching the news. As the Rod report rolled over, another one pops up. It pissed me off. It was about Justin and SymphonE out in public last night together. What the fuck is this?

"I knew those two were messing around." Apollo said surprised.
"What the fuck do you know about them?" I asked angrily.
"Whoa! Calm down. I just been peeping them lately. That's all." He said.
"Peeping them how?"
"Well they always around each other and cozied up with each other on the plane."
"They're friends. That's all. Drop it."
"I don't know about that." He said pointing to the tv. It was a picture of them kissing. This is some straight up bullshit!

I grabbed my phone and called Justin. I called four times and he still didn't pick up. I asked Apollo to call him and after the first ring this nigga picks up the phone. What kind of shit is that? Apollo told Justin to come down to the gym. After ten minutes passed, there was a knock at the door and in walks Justin. Nigga just smiling like nothing is wrong. I wanted to smash his head with a weight, but I kept my cool.

"Wassup, fellas? Everything good?" Justin asked.
"Yeah, we just wanted you to come down and see the progress." Apollo said.
"Well, I'm here. Let's see what you got Chris." Justin laughed trying to hit my arm.
"Nigga, get up off me." I said in a sharp tone.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" He asked confused. All I did was point to the tv.