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S he was talking in circles which was making me nervous. I was too busy building my business and trying to get Perc out of jail to be focusing on anything else. Blessyn was rambling and it wasn’t making any sense, so I cut her off.

“I’m on my way over there,” I told her.

“No! They may be watching or some shit. I’ll meet you. Just send me your address so we can really talk about this in person.”

“Aight. I’mma ‘bout to send it to you now.”

I had several places around the city that I laid my head.

Since having my niece, I decided to move into my house that was away from the city but when she was with Merci I stayed in my condo in the city.

It was my bachelor pad that I would bring a few hoes to back in the day.

That’s where I was today and I wasn’t sure that Blessyn was going to like the set up.

It smelled like weed and you could tell this is where shit went down at.

I hadn’t brought nobody here since I got serious with Blessyn, but I knew how her mind was going to wonder as soon as she walked in the door.

It took her an hour to get to me. She was shaking and could barely sit still. Whatever the fuck was going on had her scared almost worse than when them niggas robbed her. I got her something to drink and waited for her to calm down before I asked her what was wrong.

“The police came to my house asking about Khi. His fucking family went and told them that I know who killed him. What if they know you did this shit? Do you know what that makes me look like?”

“First of all, calm down. I covered all damn bases when it came down to that murder. I’m not new to this shit.

This is Atlanta and muthafuckas talk. Everybody knew we had beef just like everyone knows you’re my wife.

No one knows that we’re divorced now. They just going off of what the streets saying. Don’t stress this shit.”

“They said they will take me in as a suspect if I don’t come in for questioning.”

“Bullshit! Don’t let them muthafuckas fool you.

Just in case you get scary on me, I’ll have my lawyer on standby for you.

Don’t speak shit you don’t know ‘bout. This is why I keep you out my damn business. I’m sorry this shit had to happen but the only person that was supposed to die that day was me or Khi and it ended up being him.

He played a big boy game and got himself fucked up.

I understand the family wants justice, but I think it’s time to show them who Khi really was.

Once I do that, they’ll leave this shit alone.

Now it’s ‘bout to get grimy and I advise you to stay your ass off the news and shit for a minute if you don’t want to know the real truth behind your nigga. ”

“Don’t do that. Khi is not my nigga. I wouldn’t be here if he was.”

“All this time you been on my ass ‘bout him and now he ain’t your nigga. I’mma tell ya ass something now, everything you ever wanted to know ‘bout that nigga is finna hit you dead in the face. Then and only then will you realize I was the realist nigga on your team. Go home, take care of my son and don’t worry ‘bout none of this. It will be gone before it even gets started.”

I pulled her to me and hugged her for the first time and kissed her on her forehead.

She thought that nigga was team her, but that nigga was in more shit than a little bit and since his family was trying to fuck with what belonged to me, it was time for me to show them I wasn’t nothing to be played with.

I knew people in high place that could make shit appear or disappear.

“You have girls over here? I thought you said you wasn’t fucking with nobody,” Blessyn looked around.

“What are you talkin’ ‘bout?”

“It’s a female brush with hair in it on your counter.”

“That shit probably been there. I don’t live here, I been with you.”

“Get off me. Here I am trying to save your fucking life and you living your best life over here with bitches. Do whatever you wanna do because I’m for sure done now.”

“Man, you not finna leave me like that. I told you I haven’t been here. This is where I come to smoke and shit. Before I met you, I fucked bitches out of this condo so they wouldn’t know where I laid my head. Is that a problem?”

“It doesn’t matter anyway. Your single just don’t invite me to a place you know you sleep with hoes at.”

“Ain’t nobody been here. Chill the fuck out.” I pulled her back into me. If she wasn’t still healing, I would try to fuck her right on the spot.

“Let me go. I need to get home to my son.”

“Our son. I never said thank you. So, thank you for blessing me with our son. I planned to get you a nice ass push gift but you pissed me off during the delivery process.”

“You’ve done enough. Can you let me go so I can get home?”

“I still love you, you do know that right?”

“I’m not sure.”

I lifted her head so she could look me in my eyes, “I only gave you what you asked for.” I kissed her lips and released her.

I walked her down to her car and waited before I went to my car and headed to start putting my shit together.

Khi had a lot of things going on in his life that he tried to hide from the public.

The beef started between us years before my money was good.

It got worse once he found out that I was the go-to man.

He was getting his own money, but a nigga always had to feel like he was in control.

Khi wanted power but the street wouldn’t fold because he was flawed.

The house I pulled up to was still in the same condition it was in when I first started making a little money.

I trapped out of this house so much that my eyes would burn from being in the fumes all day.

From pills to cocaine, I sold it all out of this small ass house that belonged to the neighborhood hoe.

When I was a young nigga, this bitch would fuck a nigga right in front of me but all I was worried about was having somewhere safe to do my dirt.

She never questioned me as long as I made sure her bills were paid and I kept money in her pocket.

Her only downfall was when she started fucking with Khi and cut me off.

She let him slide his snake ass right in and get her pregnant.

He managed to keep her right in this shack while his baby mama that stayed in Jonesboro.

Blessyn had no idea about this but it was time to put all this shit out there since they wanted to blame her.

Before I could knock, she opened the door look like death was ready to consume her at any minute.

Her son got taken away from her a few months ago when she got caught soliciting sex down by Joseph P.

Brawley. Then had the nerve to test positive for cocaine during one of her supervised visits.

Since then, she hadn’t worried about seeing her son again.

“Fuck you popping your rich ass over here fuh?” Her lips about to crack from the dryness.

“I need to get in the house so I can grab something.”

“Nigga ain’t shit in here belong to you.”

“You can move yo ass out the way or I’ll move you,” I warned her.

She moved to the side to let me in, and the smell made my stomach weak. She had a man half naked on the sofa with a needle in his dick. It was crazy what they would do just to find a vein. I went into her bedroom and grabbed what I needed along with the something I had in the living room.

“You need to get your muthafucka life together. You thirty and you look like you fifty in the face. Your son out here somewhere trying to figure out why his mama don’t want him. You should be tired of fucking and getting high.”

“Fuck you, Lucky.”

“Just trying to save your soul but fuck you too, bitch.”

Two days went by before they arrested the suspect in the murder of Khi and Kason’s death.

My name was cleared. It was grimy but I had to do what I had to do.

Not only was I free but in another few weeks my brother would be free too.

I was ready to fuck the city up with my brother when he got home.

Until then my days consist of making sure my son was straight and getting this complex done within the right amount of time.

Blessyn was starting to distant herself from me again right when we were starting to get along.

“How long you plan on being gone?” I asked her as she grabbed her phone.

“Just a few hours. I’m going to have lunch with my sister and then going to let her do my hair.”

“What you getting your hair done for?”

“Why not? It makes me feel good. After being stuck in this house with a baby, I want to look and feel good too. You look good with your damn haircut that I didn’t do and shit.”

“I wanted you to cut my hair, but I was scared you were going to cut me with the razor. Never know with you.”

“Yeah whatever. I’ll be back. My mama should beat me back.”

I leaned back on the sofa with my son on my chest as I watched Blessyn ass sitting nice in her biker shorts.

The weight she kept after the birth of our son had my dick hard.

I made a promise to myself that I wasn’t going to touch her, but it was hard not to think about it.

I mean her body had snapped back so nice that if she let me, I would please that pussy until she was in a coma.

She didn’t make things any better when she leaned over to kiss Kani.

Her scent lingered in the house well after she had left.

Now that it was just me and my son, I was going to do the same thing he was doing and that was sleep.