Page 90 of Quasim: King Inferno

I laughed. “Sim, you the one that be running from me… I want to know that we’re really good, and when we’re back home, you won’t be weird with me. My only fear is continuing to get my feelings wrapped into this and ending up with my heart broken.”

He cleared his throat and looked out the window. “When you told me that you wanted to get married and have my babies in Italy, I felt the same way.”

“Then why did you have me looking crazy?”

“You didn’t look crazy.”

“I felt like it because I could feel you pull back from me at that table. Even though you tried to put on a front like you were good, I could see otherwise.”

“I’m sorry for that, baby. I shouldn’t have fell back when we were back home because you didn’t deserve that shit.”

I rested my head on his shoulder. “Life is so short and can be taken so quickly. We both experienced that… I just want to spend my time being loved and giving love.”

He kissed my head. “Tell me you love me.”

“I love you, King,” I sucked on his neck, my turn to leave a mark on his skin, although with his tattoos you would barely see it.

“Marking your territory, my love?”

“Yes, so you need to tell Bento box that you’re seeing someone.” I pointed my finger in his face, and he chuckled.

“You keep thinking you run shit… but I hear you.” He could run me to the moon, and I would be there with my astronaut suit on because I trusted this man that much. Quasim Inferno didn’t know what he did to me, and how I was coming when it came to him.

If Barky became a problem, I had no problem showing her who he slid into, and who had his heart. “Handle that situation before it becomes a problem, Quasim.” I held his face and looked into his eyes.

“I got you.”

His hand reached up and grabbed my chin. “You handle homie, since we making demands… you don’t want me to handle the problem, my love.”

The seriousness in his eyes told me that I in fact didn’t want him to handle the situation. “I got you.”

Quasim held my hand as he pulled me from the bedroom to the sunken living room where the Karaoke was going to take place. From what Capri had told me, Erin took it very seriously. She, apparently, was always the one who suggested it and then lost.

Capri had Meer on the couch, sitting on his lap so he didn’t get up and take off running, since it was now dark. I climbed over the couch and took place in the middle of the couch next to Jeffie.

“You alright?” I whispered.

She smiled. “I am… thank you for today. I needed that.”

“Always, girl. You have my number, so don’t hesitate to call or come by the studio. Your man got big money so when that rainbow baby comes, don’t forget about your girl.” I joked, though I was serious, too.

“Oh, you have time for us? You out here being the doula to the stars now.”

I nudged her and laughed, as we watched Erin give her spiel about being fair and understanding everyone wasn’t as gifted as Meer. “She sound like she up there hating Capo.” Meer yawned.

“E, you not throwing shade… you throwing the damn whole tree.” Cappadonna laughed while Erin gripped the microphone tightly.

“He knows what he did.” She gave Meer the stink eye before she turned and put the mic on the table and went to sit next to her husband.

Alaia and Cappadonna both went first, and he looked at his wife giving her a warning. “You got one time to fuck this up, Joy.”

She laughed. “I promise, I got it down… you damn near shoved the song down my throat… still think we should have done another song.”

The beat to ‘Juicy Fruit’ dropped, and Quasim broke out into a loud laughter, one I had never heard from him. He clapped his hands while laughing and Cappadonna saluted as he did a shimmy along with Alaia.

“You know very well who you are.” She sang as she looked at her husband and danced around him, as she belted out the words.

Neither of them could sing, but it was cute watching how they cut up to this song. Cappadonna was in his own zone, as he hit the hood nigga two-step. It didn’t matter what song came on, when it came to a hood nigga, he was going to hit that infamous two-step, and some way, it just went with whatever song.

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