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Perc knew about my other niggas. He was jealous which is why I never showed him their faces. Perc wouldn’t waste no time killing them if he knew who they were. I enjoyed being with Perc because it was exciting but with my other dude, I had a sense of protection and peace. He wasn’t as wild as Perc. Maybe because he was older and had lived his life already. Either way, I wasn’tletting him go for Perc. He had some issues he needed to work out.

“I was thinking. Maybe we should get away this weekend after work and chill. We both need it. I got a spot that my brother owns in the mountains that he goes to in the wintertime.”

I thought about it. It would be good to get away from the city for a few days. But I promised my other dude I would spend the weekend with him as well. This is where my life got hectic.

“I can’t. I had plans already.”

“With him?” Perc took his eyes off the road to look at me.

“Yea but it was already planned out.”

“You let me eat you out, fuck the shit outta you and you still won’t spend any time with me but every time I turn ‘round you with that nigga. You trying to be with him?”

“You going too far. I don’t question what you do Perc. Your baby mama trip on me all the time and I never jump down your throat about it. We agreed we was just kicking it.”

Perc turned his music up and drove to the nearest eating spot to grab some food. For the rest of the day, he stayed away from me. He knew that aggravated me more than anything. We had that crazy ass type of relationship where neither of us could function if we were mad. My clients thought I was sick because I wasn’t talking. That was not my character. I was usually rapping, singing or twerking while I did their hair. I just wasn’t in the mood. Perc had me feeling guilty for not spending time with him. Every time we hooked up, it was quick and to the point. Now he was trying to spend time, and I wasn’t sure if I wanted to.

After my last client, I was done before everyone else, so I headed home. Usually, I stayed around until my sister got done so I could help her close but she had too many heads and the longer I had to get away from Perc's dumb ass. I made the drive to my condo and was disgusted at the mess I had left. My condowas just like my damn life; wild and messy. Before I took my shower, I cleaned up and order me something to eat. My phone started going off. Thinking it was Perc calling to apologize, I answered.

“Hello.”

“Open the door.”

I opened the door for Ben. Everyone knew him as a rapper, but I got to know the real him. He put an image for social media but I got to see the other side of him. He was from Tennessee, and he would come to Atlanta for studio sessions. I stepped aside to let him in. I wasn’t expecting to see him until the weekend.

“I didn’t think you were coming until the weekend.”

“I was but I went ahead drove down to get a session out the way and see you. You expecting someone else?”

“Nah,” I lied. I was hoping it was Perc, but I was still happy he was here. Especially since we were on borrowed time. “I just ordered some food but it’s enough you want some.”

“Come here.”

Ben was a paid ex-drug dealer turned rapper. His music was popping in the streets and he was booking shows out the ass. Our vibe was perfect because he was older than me but what kept me from settling with him was his wife. Yes, Ben had a whole wife that no one knew about. She was completely fine with all the women that threw themselves on him on shows and sent nudes to his DM. All she cared about was the money. Let him tell it, she had a side nigga too.

“I gotta cancel our plans this weekend. Wifey got some shit planned for me and I gotta respect that.”

“Oh, okay cool.”

“Look,” he dug into his pockets. “Let this be my apology. You know I don’t want you mad at me.” I took the stack of moneyand smiled at him. “I get to spend some time with you tonight though. She knows I’m not coming home until in the morning.

“Let me go take a shower. Grab my food for me when it comes.”

I had to get Perc scent off me from earlier before I laid down with Chris. He had a clue that he wasn’t the only nigga I was fucking with, but I didn’t want to make it so obvious. I showered as quickly as I could so I could get back out there to him and I was hungry as hell because I didn’t have time to eat when I got back to the shop. Looking in my dresser, I pulled out a pair of panties and a tank top to slip on. My stomach started growling as I smelled my food. My heart dropped down to my toes when I saw Perc sitting there eating my food.

“Where is Ben?” I stood as far away from Perc as I could.

“Oh, he left,” he placed some food in his mouth. “When you got a wife to answer to, you can’t be just laying up in another woman’s shit.”

“Did you call that nigga wife?” I asked as I slowly walked towards him.

“I mean once I found out who you were skipping out on me for, I did a lil’ research and found out the nigga can’t take you no fucking where.”

“If you weren’t so fucking fast to move on shit all the time, I was going to call you and tell you we could chill this weekend but fuck that. Get your ass out my house.”

He laughed and kicked his feet up on my glass table, with my plate resting on his chest. Perc was a cocky son of a bitch and I loved it. I was really standing here fronting like I didn’t want him here. I was just upset that Ben showed up instead of Perc.

“You know I ain’t going nowhere. Take that shit you got on and bring your ass here so I can choke you with this dick. You were ‘bout to give that nigga my shit?”