Page 80 of Unlucky You

“It makes sense now why you’re with her. There is no way in hell I would sit and shit on command.” My sister rolled her eyes and shoved him again.

“Don’t worry about what we have going on.”

“I’m not. I’m only here because you had no right to get me fired.”

“I didn’t get you fired.”

“Yes the fuck you did.”

“Nah, I didn’t. That was her decision, not mine. Jerrica saw that shit you posted on your story, talking about fuck me and my new bitch. She wasn’t feeling it so she did what she had to do.”

Sameena shook her head, laughing arrogantly. “You really aren’t shit. Be a man,Derek. Got that hoe calling you by your government name like she’s special. Jerrica told me you called and asked why she was still loyal to a woman playing in your face.”

He shrugged. “I didn’t tell her to fire you, though.”

“You might as well have. You really ain’t shit.”

“Doesn’t matter. What’s done is done. Why would you want to work for my people anyway? You said you don’t want me in your life right? Working for my cousin means having me in your life.”

Sameena glared at him, not saying anything, so I grabbed her arm. “Meen, let’s go. This isn’t solving anything.”

She cut her eyes at me, nodded, then kneed him in the dick before turning to walk away. He buckled at the waist and released a string of curses before reaching for my sister. I stepped in the way. “You touch her, we will beat your ass. You deserve that and more but I’ll let it slide.”

He glared at me then my sister who was yanking her car door open. “Tell her crazy ass to stay the fuck away from me.”

“She will. You just make sure you keep that same energy too,” I warned before I turned to walk away.

When I got in the car, I stared at my sister who was rubbing the C she had tattooed on the side of her ring finger. I was mad as hell when she got it, but she was also grown and could do what she wanted.

“You done for real this time?”

She mindlessly brushed her fingers over the tattoo a few more times. “I have to be or I’m going to end up doing something stupid.”

“Like pulling up and punching him in the face.”

She grinned. “He deserved it.” Sameena frowned at her hand. “I need to get this covered up.”

“You need your ass beat for getting it in the first place.” I narrowed my eyes then added, “But I might have a solution for that.”

I lifted my phone from the side compartment on the door and sent a text. Grand had more tattoos than I could count and mentioned that the last two he got—Raiden’s name on his neck and shoulder—were done by his cousin. If he wasn’t busy, then we could go there.

Can you call Tali to see if he has an opening today?

I grinned when my phone illuminated with a call instead of a text.

“No the fuck I cannot.”

“It’s not for me.”

“Then who’s it for?”

“My sister. She needs a cover up for a finger tattoo.”

“When is she trying to go?”

I turned to my sister. “You want to do that now?”

“Yep, the longer I look at it, the more I’m going to want to slit his tires and cut off that dirty dick he’s slinging all over the city.”

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