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Chapter Two

Xae

Driving down this long ass dark road, I yawned and looked over at the time. I was driving hella slow so I was probably gonna make it home in more like an hour but a nigga was cruising right now and it kind of felt good.

I got to think and have some alone time. Don’t get me wrong, I love having my beautiful ass girl with me but sometimes it’s good to be alone.

I was about to pull out a blunt but then I remembered what my momma said about giving these pigs a reason to lock me up and decided against it. I’m working on some major shit right now and I can’t let anything or anyone mess that up for me.

Even though I was using it as my GPS, I decided to shut off my phone and just drive for a little bit. I feel like life is at its peak for me right about now.

I got a girl that loves me and could make my dick stand just by speaking in her native tongue, a beautiful mom that would joan my ass out but is always there when I need her, and I’m this close to opening my own tattoo shop. A nigga was living. And I can’t complain at all.

I wish my pops was here to see it. We used to be so close that we were almost inseparable. After the death of his mom, my grandmother, he was hospitalized. I guess the grief from that was too much on him and his mental stability.

It makes me wonder if I’m gonna be the same way. I’m hoping and praying that the trait isn’t passed down but sometimes we have nothing to do but think and thinking could be the worst possible thing for some people.

Shit. This is why I needed that blunt.

Shaking my head to clear those thoughts out of my head, I reached over to the stereo to turn on some music. I don’t know what station Bree had this shit on, she was forever changing my stuff around like this was her car.

Knockin’ Da Boots began to play loudly through my speakers causing me to chuckle, deciding to leave it on because this one was a classic.

Now I know what her freaky ass be listening to when a nigga not around. All she had to do was say the word.

“Gimme some good love. SOMEBODY ROCKIN KNOCKIN’ THE BOOTS!” I playfully sang along to the song as I bobbed my head simultaneously.

I’m not gonna lie, I done did some nasty kinky stuff to this song and it’s just bringing back all them old memories. Ya boy was slick starting to get horny just thinking about it.

“If I woke Bree up with some dick, would she be mad?” I thought to myself with furrowed eyebrows.

“Of course not nigga, she love yo shit. Go get some of that good love and wreck her shit ever so gracefully.” Cheesing, I nodded my head as I talked myself into it by answering my own question. The little devil on my shoulder wildin tonight.

Chuckling to myself, I shook my head. I’m glad no one was in here now that I think about it. They probably would have thought I was crazy the way I be laughing at myself.

To be honest, I could probably keep myself some good company if I wanted to but I’m gregarious so I would miss interacting with people too much.

I’ve always been like that though, even in school. Most people were shy while I was always the first one to talk. I knew just about everybody in middle and high school and it’s cool because being a tattoo artist, I do nothing but interact with people all day.

That’s not why I started doing tattoos though, I’ve always liked to draw. Anything that was on my mind, I drew it. I have a whole room set up filled with drawings from my sketchbooks and art pieces plastered on the walls. I probably have every color marker and paint that you could possibly think of. And that’s just in my studio. I still have some supplies in my bedroom for when I’m too lazy to get up and walk downstairs which happens more often then you would think.

Singing along to the last part of the song, I began to do the same with the next one that started to play. They was just rolling out with the hits tonight.

My feet immediately stomped on the breaks once I saw a female with a petite frame limping down the street alone with her head down.

Pulling up closer to her, I soon noticed that she was covered in scrapes and blood was all over her clothes. Her head stayed down although she heard me slowly drive beside her.

“Yo, it might be stupid to ask this but are you ok? You need a ride to the hospital or something?” I asked as I rolled the window down.

She kept her head down the entire time, not bothering to look at who it was that was talking to her. “No, I’m fine. Thank you.” Her voice sounded weak and brittle. A heavy sigh escaped from my lips as I continued to drive at the speed she was walking. Now that I saw her out here, I didn’t have it in me to just leave her. If she doesn’t hop in this car we’re going to be out here all night. Best believe that.

“Look ma, it’s freezing and you’re leaving a trail of blood behind you. Please just lemme give you a ride somewhere safe.” Once I said that, she quickly snapped her neck behind her to see if she had actually been leaving a trail and began to panic frantically when she realized that her blood was following her down the street.

She started to walk faster, wincing in pain every now and then because she was trying to hide her obvious limp.

“I said I’m fine. Thank you.” She repeated once again causing me to smack my lips and pulling in front of her, leaving her no choice but to stop walking.

“I can’t leave you out here like this miss. If you keep bleeding like that and don’t get help or see a doctor--”

She raised her head to finally lock eyes with me with anger now laced in her voice. “And what the fuck does it matter to you, huh? I said I was fine now leave me alone.”

Rubbing my eyes, I had to make sure I was seeing who I actually thought I was seeing. Even through all the marks and bruises on her, her facial features stood out with ease. She hasn’t changed a bit.

“Simone??”

Furrowing her eyebrows, she stepped closer to the car slowly to get a good look at my face. “We went to high school together--”

“I know who you are.” She spat before letting out a low sigh and running her hands over her face. “If I let you give me a ride, will you stop bothering me after this?”

I thought over it for a while, nodding in response but that was most likely a lie. Call me nosey but I wanted to know what happened and why she was out here all by herself so late at night.

Walking around to the passenger side, she hopped in the car and closed the door before sitting back up.

“Damn, I got blood all over your seats now. I’m so sorry, I’ll clean it.”

“Don’t worry about it.” I smiled at her.

This girl right here is the whole reason I was able to graduate high school. Honestly, I didn’t get shit my precal teacher taught me. She was basically my teacher all year so if it wasn’t for her, I don’t know where I’d be. She helped me make my mom proud and I never knew how to repay her for it especially since we didn’t really keep in touch at all once I graduated.

She was hella smart, skipped a couple grades and everything. My ego was kind of hurt because I was getting tutored by someone who was younger than me but she was cool about it and she never rubbed it in my face or told anyone about it. The only people that knew were her, my teacher and I.

Glancing over at her, I frowned once I got a look at all of her injuries up close and cleared my throat. “If you don’t mind me asking... what happened?” The question caused her to glare at me for a quick second before staring back at the road.

“That’s none of your business Xavier.”

“You can call me Xae.”

“I’d rather not.” She retorted without breaking her stare down with the black road in front of us.

I couldn’t tell if she was thinking about something or just trying her best not to make eye contact with me but either way it had me wondering what the fuck happened and how an intelligent girl like her ended up like this. She used to have her whole life planned out, she would tell it to me like I was her big brother.

I didn’t really know what to say after that so I just told her what I’ve been meaning to for all these years. “Well look, I really appreciate you helping me pass precal back in high school. A nigga probably woulda failed if it weren’t for you--”

“Look I only did it because the teacher asked me to so don’t feel special.” She shut that down real quick.

Reaching for the stereo, she turned the music all the way up before sitting back. I’m guessing she wasn’t really in the talking mood but she gonna have to say something cause I don’t know where the hell I’m going.

I turned down the radio and looked over at her who was already staring at me. “Where did you want me to take you?”

Slowly looking down again, she began to anxiously fidget with her fingers and bite at the corners of her lips.

“I don’t wanna fuck up and pass any exits on the highway, that’s why I’m asking.” I added to try to make her feel at least a little more comfortable with telling me where she wanted to go.

“I, uh... I don’t have...” She sighed heavily, I could tell she was trying to fight back tears just by her breathing pattern alone. “I don’t have anywhere to go. That’s why I didn’t want a ride. I was kinda hoping I would just stumble across a motel or something.”

I looked at her and shook my head. “I’m glad I did pick you up then cause all the hotels are miles from here lil mama. You would have been walking for hours.”

“Yeah... thanks.” She mumbled out the last part so low that I could barely hear it but a small smile formed on my face anyway. That was the first nice thing she’s said to me since she’s been in my presence.

“No problem Sim, I--”

“DON’T call me that.” She immediately interrupted my sentence causing my head to snap in her direction. She looked traumatized.

Getting silent, I chewed at the inside of my cheeks wondering what to say next. It seemed like everything I said offended or triggered her in some way and the last thing I wanted to do was stress her out more than she already is.

I cleared my throat. “You can stay at my place for tonight and find out where you’re headed in the morning. My couch is the type that folds out into a bed.” Offering the best thing I could think of, I hoped she wouldn’t cuss me out for it. I couldn’t read her the way I usually did people so it kind of threw me off.

She glared at me for a few seconds before looking back down at her hands. “What am I gonna wear?”

“Uh, we could stop by the store and get you some pj’s. I’ll wash your clothes in the morning.”

Honestly, I hated seeing her this way. It was a huge turn around from how she used to be so I wanted to help as much as I could hopefully without overstepping any boundaries she might have.

“One night.” She uttered sternly.

“One night.” I repeated with a nod, speeding off in the direction of my crib.

Bree

Rubbing my eyes once they fluttered open, I yawned and did my morning stretch before pulling back the covers to get out of bed.

It wasn't unusual for Xae to have woken up before me. He's the only person I know that can classify as both a morning and night person. I was rarely ever up before he was.

Going into the bathroom, I began to do my morning hygiene routine which consisted of brushing my teeth and washing my face. I slept in Xae's t-shirt last night so I didn't bother to change what I was wearing. I love his scent way too much to part with it just yet, I'll have to wait until I take a shower.

I could already smell breakfast being made from the kitchen causing a warm smile to form on my face. I loved when he made breakfast. It was always so good, he just didn’t do it often so I was wondering what’s the occasion.

Once I was through fixing myself up from my previous slumber, I made my way out of the bedroom and towards the kitchen as the sweet aroma got stronger with each step.

“Mm, it smells good. I hope you’re making my favorite.” I said cheerfully once I caught site of Xae, pecking him on his lips as he pulled me into an embrace.

Hearing someone’s throat clear that was neither mine nor Xae’s, I turned in the direction that the sound came from revealing a woman on the couch who was now staring at the both of us.

She had swelling and bruises on parts of her face but you could still tell she was beautiful. I just wanted to know what the hell was going on.

Looking from her then over to Xae with an unwillingly confused expression on my face, he smiled at me nervously while scratching the back of his head.

“Bree, this is Simone. She’s an old friend from high school. Simone, this is my girlfriend Bree.”

The girl then greeted me with a small smile. I could tell she was just as confused as I was, she probably didn’t even know I was here. Waving back at her with a grin, I quickly pulled Xae into the hallway.

“I’m sorry for not asking you first but she was walking down the street alone covered in blood and bruises at midnight. I couldn’t just leave her there.” He apologized without even letting me get my first word out.

Remembering the bruising on her face, I sighed and cupped his face with my hand.

“It’s ok babe, I believe you. I’m not mad.” I said with a smile before standing on my tippy toes and planting a light kiss on his lips. “You’re such a good person.”

He instantly smiled back at me with relief, leaning down to kiss my lips again before embracing me then pulling away.

“You could have at least told me though.” I playfully scolded followed by mushing him.

“You were already sleep by the time we got here. I didn’t wanna wake you up then be all like hey, my friend from high school sleeping over here tonight, k nighty night.” He chuckled out causing me to giggle along with him.

I rolled my eyes. “Whatever. What are you cooking?”

“French toast, eggs and bacon that you finna make me burn.” He immediately started to jog to the kitchen in hopes that he could save the bacon.

I followed soon after and leaned against the wall. “So what’s the damage captain?”

“You got lucky. The edges are just crisp.” He replied causing me to let out another light giggle before beginning to set up the table.

I laid out three plates and filled three glasses with orange juice, setting them all down neatly on the table.

“Hey Simone, how many pieces of bacon do you want? Three or four?” Xae called out to her as he filled mine and his both with four.

“Three is fine.” She said in response but knowing Xae, he was gonna give her four anyway. He always says that girls be trying to eat a little bit of food in front of people so they don’t seem greedy but then wanna pick food off of their nigga’s plate.

I’m not even gonna lie, I’ve done it a few times on dates and at his mom’s house so now he always give me as much food as he eats. I’m surprised I can finish meals sometimes because this nigga is a bottomless pit so he always piles our plate.

Once everything was done and ready, he called Simone over to the table and we all prayed over our food before starting to dig in.

I didn’t mean to watch her as she ate but when there’s a new person in your home, you kinda just watch them without realizing it. She didn’t notice me though, at least I was hoping she wouldn’t. She was eating like she hadn’t ate in weeks, she might just finish her food before Xae does and let me tell you, that was definitely an accomplishment.

Feeling something kick my leg, I snapped my head in Xae’s direction who was giving me a ‘stop staring’ expression causing me to respond with an apologetic look before continuing to eat my food.

***

“How long is she gonna be here?” I asked as I began to strip myself out of his t-shirt and my undergarments before starting up the shower.

“I told her it didn’t matter to me but she said only one night. She doesn’t have nowhere else to go though so I don’t know how that’s gonna work.”

“Oh ok...” I replied, not really knowing what else to say about the situation. I didn’t feel like it was my place to speak on it so I wasn’t going to. “You gonna come shower with me?” Tugging at the waistband of his pants, I pressed my body against his before planting a kiss on his collarbone.

He bit down on his bottom lip, gripping my bare ass in his hands. “As much as I would love to, I don’t wanna leave her out there for too long by herself since it’s a new place for her. Plus these blunts not gonna roll themselves.”

He held the bag of weed and cigarillo pack up for me to see causing me to give him a small pout.

“Cute ass. Ima be here when you get out, don’t worry. I’ll make it up to you later.” He winked at me before placing another peck on my lips then making his way back into the room.

Damn, this sucks. I can’t even get no dick now.

Simone

For some reason, I trusted him.

Which was weird because my whole life has been proof that you can’t trust anyone. Not even yourself.

I needed to keep my distance from him. If Dominick finds out I even got a ride from another nigga, much less stay at his house for a night, I’d be a dead woman walking.

Plus he seems like a nice guy. He doesn’t need to get caught in the middle of my bullshit ass life. It’s not his fault I got knocked up at eighteen. It’s not his fault I stayed with a nigga that did nothing but hurt me physically, mentally and emotionally.

It’s nobody elses fault but mine.

I knew I should have left him the first time he proved himself not to be shit. It was clear as day that he never gave a fuck about me.

***Flashback***

“Simone Alessia Wyatt. Summa cum laude.”

A big smile immediately formed on my face as my name was called. I stood up and briefly adjusted myself before walking in the direction of the stage. My name was one of the last to call so you could only imagine how ready I’ve been this entire time.

I heard cheers from friends and family that could be recognized from miles away which only caused my grin to widen. The whole time in my head, I was telling myself “don’t trip,” “don’t fall,” “don’t fart because someone else is gonna have to walk behind you in the next 30 seconds.”

Shaking the hand of my high school principal as she handed me my diploma, I then smiled at the camera that flashed in front of us to capture this very moment. I was happy to know that I graduated with a 4.0 grade average. There were only three people in my entire class that did, including myself. I worked hard for this.

Looking into the crowd, I waved excitedly at my parents and my older sister once I caught sight of them but instantly frowned once I noticed the empty seat next to them.

Dominick was in that seat and my heart kind of dropped to my stomach at the fact that he didn’t get to see me walk across the stage. “He must have had to use the bathroom,” I assured myself as I walked back to my seat while simultaneously eyeing his to see when he would come back but he didn’t.

***

Once the ceremony was over, I was happy to get out of these heels I’ve been wearing because my ankles were killing me. I didn’t even have to find my family because they found me, immediately embracing me while telling me how proud they were. My mom was crying like always and my dad looked anxious that his baby girl was growing up.

Tiarra hugged me tightly and smiled. “You’re officially an adult now. Don’t get too excited though, it fucking sucks.” I laughed at her bluntness and shook my head. “I’m proud of you. I wish I could have graduated with a 4.0. Maybe the folks would have got me a car too.”

My eyes widened. “They got me a car?!”

“Don’t tell them I told you.” She winked at me and chuckled before pulling away from the embrace.

“Where’s Dom?” I asked, turning back to my parents for answers but only earning a shrug.

“He said he had to go to the restroom. Maybe he got lost.” My dad joked but only a nervous chortle escaped my lips in response.

Dom and I were waiting until today to tell my parents that I was six weeks pregnant. He seemed excited about it but I hope he didn’t chicken out and leave me to do it all by myself. I wouldn’t even know how to bring the topic up.

“I’m gonna go find him.” I told them as I handed my mom my heels and started on my search. It wasn’t that big of a school and he rode with me and my parents so I was sure I would find him somewhere.

Walking through the double doors and into the hallway, I headed in the direction of the bathrooms because I really had to go to the ladies room myself. A few of my peers greeted and congratulated me on the way but I tried to keep things as brief as possible so I wouldn’t pee myself.

It seemed like there were people on every hallway. I was struggling to find a hall that was empty so I wouldn’t spend ten minutes pushing past people to get to the restroom.

I finally stumbled upon one of the newer hallways, immediately halting once I found him.

My eyebrows furrowed as I watched a female whisper into his ear while she slid a small piece of paper into his pocket. She looked older and way more developed than I did. I had never seen her a day in my life so I know she didn’t go to school with me, I would have at least recognized her face. She then planted a light kiss on his jawline causing him to bite down on his bottom lip, placing his hand on her waist as she pulled away.

I was fuming. That was enough.

Marching over to them, I folded my arms across my chest but they still failed to notice me until I spoke. “Who the fuck is she, Dom?” My facial expression looked hard but you could tell by the crack in my voice that I wanted to cry.

The female looked over at me with a small smirk before strutting away, making sure to twist her hips each time she began a new step. And Dominick just... watched her.

Not even bothering to acknowledge me until she was out of sight.

My blood was boiling and I was getting more pissed each second that went by. I shoved him with all of my strength causing him to grab my arms as he caught himself so that he wouldn’t fall.

“Let go of me you fucking asshole, you missed me walk across stage for that slut?!” I struggled to pull my arms from his grip as I stomped my feet, probably looking like I was having a mini temper tantrum.

“CALM DOWN.” His voice boomed through the empty hall as he pinned me up against the wall by my wrists. His loud voice didn’t scare me, I just wanted to run away crying but I also didn’t want him to have the satisfaction of seeing me cry. “Babe, I need you to calm down ok?” He spoke in a more soothing tone causing me to stop struggling and just stare down at my feet. I didn’t even want to see his face right now or ever again for that matter.

“Why are you worried about some bitch that was tryna get my number? I told her I have a girl so she tried to slip me hers anyways.”

“Well you seemed to be enjoying it, you didn’t push her away or anything. You just sat there!” I retorted, my voice cracking again as a tear escaped from my eye. I don’t know how much longer I could hold it, the back of my throat was starting to sting more and more by the second.

“If it means that much to you...” He released my arms and dug into his pocket, throwing the same piece of paper in my direction. “Here, you can have the bitch number yourself. YOU my girl, YOU got my seed inside you and YOU the one that I’m planning to make my wife. Not her. Damn. You needa stop being so fuckin insecure man.”

I could tell he was upset and I couldn’t help but to feel bad. “I-I’m sorry baby.” I replied lowly, grabbing his arm. “But what would you expect me to think? She was all over you. Basically throwing herself at you. I just--” I sighed and shook my head.

Grabbing my chin with his index and thumb finger, he lifted my head so that I was now face to face with him. “I love you, Simone Wyatt. Nobody else. You gotta trust that.”

I tried to hide my blush as a small smile crept on my face. He inched closer towards me and then pressed his lips against mine.

I don’t think I’ve ever been kissed so passionately.

***Flashback ends***

Man, I was so fucking stupid back then.

I fell for all his words and bullshit lies no matter how much his actions showed me differently. I was the epitome of young and naive. I thought if I was the perfect girlfriend, he would have no choice but to love me the way he said he did. Changed my whole lifestyle for a nigga that wouldn’t even change the heart emojis by his ex’s contact name for me.

“Aye Simone.” Xae’s voice called at me from around the corner, pulling me out of my thoughts.

He waved two blunts between his fingers at me causing me to rub at the back of my neck nervously.

“Oh, um, I’ve never smoked before.” I admitted, feeling like a little kid because almost everyone my age has tried weed at least once before. I was too busy focused on my grades to do any of the fun shit my friends were doing back in high school.

He shrugged. “There’s a first time for everything.”

I tried to fight back a smile as I got up from the couch and followed him to the balcony. He slid the glass doors to the side, letting me step outside first before he did the same and closed the doors back.

“One for you, one for me.” He said, handing me one of the two blunts in his hands causing my eyes to widen.

“You expect me to smoke this whole thing?”

He let at a low chuckle. “If you can’t then save some for later.”

I thought it over for a minute. “What if I don’t like it?”

“More for me. You’re thinkin about it too much. Just light it and go with the flow.” Lighting his blunt, he held the flame over to mine as I looked at him then back down at the small fire.

Attempting to light it the same way he did because honestly he looked like a pro, I instantly began to cough once the smoke invaded my lungs. He patted me on the back as I nearly hacked my lungs out.

Shaking my head, I tried to give the blunt back to him causing him to push my hand back my way. “You’ll get used to it. Everyone coughs their first time. Try again.” He assured me.

I watched closely as he smoked from his before holding it back up to my lips and taking another pull from it, this time going down a lot smoother than the first time. As I exhaled, I let out a few more coughs as my lungs tried to adjust to this new feeling.

Before I knew it, we were halfway through with both of our blunts and I was feeling good. We had just been talking and laughing. This is probably the most I’ve laughed in years.

“So wait... you used to have a dog... that bit people in the ass when they messed with you?” I laughed some more as he did the same. “That’s gold, I wish I could have seen that.”

He nodded and smoked some more. “Oh yeah, Shark ain’t play bout me.”

“And why the hell did you name your dog Shark?” I chuckled out, taking another hit and slowly exhaling it.

“Nigga liked to bite people, it’s common sense.”

Shaking my head, I stared at the scenery we got from the balcony and finally felt at peace. I don’t know if it was the weed or being somewhere other than my house for a change but I felt free to do whatever I wanted like I was invincible.

“You know you can stay here until you’re able to find somewhere to go or at least get back on your feet.”

My thoughts immediately went back to reality and I put the rest of the blunt out, shaking my head no.

“I can’t do that. I have to go.” I replied before standing up from my seat.

He grabbed my arm causing me to look down at him with furrowed eyebrows. “Where you gonna go? I don’t want you to go back to wherever you came from. I could give you a ride.” He said as he also put the rest of his blunt out.

“That’s none of your business and thanks but no thanks. I’ll be fine.”

I tried to walk away but he kept his grip on me as he stood to his feet. “Come on, Simone. Don’t start acting like that again.”

I didn’t actually want to leave but if I didn’t, Dom will come looking for me. It doesn’t matter where I turn, he will always find me. He’s proved that once before and I don’t ever want to have to go through that again.

“Xavier, you have your own happy life going on here. I’m not trying to fuck that up. Forget about me and what you think you know about me because you can’t save me. Now let me go.” Snatching my arm away from his grip, I attempted to open the sliding doors but he quickly closed them back.

“If you would just--”

I didn’t want to listen to anything else he had to say because it was just going to make me want to stay more. And that’s dangerous for everyone.

“Just leave me alone, ok?” I yelled slightly, not really meaning to but that’s just the way it came out.

“I’m just tryna help you.”

“Well I don’t need you or anyone else’s help! I’m not a fucking charity case.” I spat back, angrily opening the doors and beginning to gather my things before quickly storming out of the house.

I wanted more than anything for him to help me but I didn’t want anything to happen to him because of me. I know how crazy Dom is.

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