Page 22 of Just Listen
“Nah,” my sister gasped.
“Yes, girl. Shit was crazy. It looked like a planned hit. On a whole crew of niggas. They were walking ‘em down, the whole nine.”
“Wait a minute. You’re talking about that shooting outside of The Den?”
“Yep.” I nodded.
“What the fuck? About five dudes were killed that night.”
“Really?”
“Yes. How the hell you didn’t know?”
“Because. I wasn’t really on the phone like that.”
“So, you left with Malice after the shooting?”
“More like we left while they were still actively shooting. He realized that people were exchanging gunfire, and floored it. Then even as we were down the street, they were still shooting. Hopping out at red lights and shit. So, he jumped on the freeway. From that point, I just kinda decided that I was gonna kick it with him. Hell, we’d already driven across the city.”
“But that was days ago,” she pointed out.
“Right,” I agreed. “And I was supposed to be dipping my toe in the pool. You know. Get a feel of this single life. But I wasn’t expecting for the dick to be sobig,” I stressed. “Sis, I aint never had no dick like that. And I just…kinda got carried away.”
She smiled. “Was it the best you ever had?”
“Thefucking best. It was like he already knew my body. He never left me hanging. And was literally picking my heavy ass up, girl. Whew.” I fanned myself at just the thought.
“So, you like him?”
“I mean…I guess you can say that. But it was just one weekend. I don’t know that man, for real.”
“I feel that. Because let’s be real here. If that nigga looks good and has some money,plusa big dick…then you know that he’s got some hoes.”
“True.” I nodded. “But couldn’t the same be said about Sin J?”
She rolled her eyes. “Girl, bye. That nigga aint trying to die. Cause after three fucking kids, I wish he would.”
I snickered. “Yeah, you’re right. My brother-in-law aint crazy.”
“I know,” she absently stated, as she pulled up to my recently built four story home. “Is that Zae’s truck in the driveway?”
Gazing at the BMW X7, I exhaled. “Yeah, that’s his, but I don’t know what the fuck it’s doing here.”
“Girl, bye. You know exactly what it’s doing here. He’s in there, waiting on your ass to come home. That’s why he has a key, and clothes hanging up in the closet. In his eyes, y’all are just going through the motions. Meanwhile, you been hopping all over some new dick.”
“Because I’m single,” I added.
“Yeah, I hear you. But tell that to Zae.”
“I will.” I swerved my neck.
“Okay.” She nodded. “You bathed before he dropped you off, right?”
I frowned. “Of course.”
“Alright. I’m just asking, just in case that nigga’s on some bullshit. I would hope that you wouldn’t go in there smelling like sex.”
“Ewe. Hell, no. But that has nothing to do with Zae. I wash my ass in general, hoe.”
