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“Nurse Brooks! I’m sorry to interrupt but would you happen to have you phone or something on you? I need to check my emails.”

“Sure;” she said and reached me her iPad.

I handled that like a pro; I have to admit I was nervous as hell when I first went in there. And even with the ipad in my hands I didn’t know who I was going to reach out to. A light bulb lit up in my head, Mina schedule appointments through her email so I knew she would always on there. She would see the message in no time. There was no need for me to send an explanation, so I just simply sent my name as the subject and theaddress to where we were. Now it was time to wait; I just prayed she would come through.

Chapter Thirty-One

mina

For the life of me I couldn’t get myself together; I was still weak behind my man leaving me for another woman who he had kids with. But this had been how shit was since we were younger, so I thought he would eventually come back. I was wrong though because this time around he looked as if he was so happy with her. Like I was nothing or we didn’t have any history together; I couldn’t believe this was what life came to be.

Today was my first day back in the shop after everything had gone down. Kyra, Dreka, and Ryder were missing and on top of that I hadn’t heard from Nik since everything went down. I couldn’t believe should stoop so low; we were like a family but she had fucked everyone’s trust up and I heard through the street she and Keem were still fucking around. I tried reaching out to her on many different occasions, but all my text and calls went unanswered which was beyond me because she was the one in the wrong, so I didn’t understand why she was mad at everyone else.

“Hey everyone;” I spoke as I walked into the shop.

I don’t know where our shop would be if we didn’t have other people working beside us. Kyra or myself hardly ever stepped foot in there. Especially with how my life was falling apart; I tried to kill myself a few time, but I realized it wasn’t worth it. He just wasn’t worth my sanity or my dignity.

“Thank God you are back I need you to freshen up my sew in.” Chanel said

Chanel was someone I went to high school with and she was bad at doing hair. When I gone on business or having my moment she is who I leave in charge of the shop. Unlike these other females in here I trust Chanel with my life and she had never led me wrong; she’s been there through some dark moments with me. But I didn’t tell her about my recent episode with Chaz because a part of me was embarrassed.

“Ok, let me check my email and see what appointment I have.”

Pulling out my phone to check my email I was shocked as hell when I rolled across an email with Dreka name. I immediately opened it and knew after looking over the address I had to act quickly. She was sending me a sign letting me know where she was located had to be. I didn’t know what to do or who to call, but I knew I couldn’t sit on this shit, so I called the first number I could think of which was 911. If I would’ve called Cash or Keem they would’ve had to have meetings and shit to get a crew together. I couldn’t wait on them; I knew for a fact those boys in blue would get them up out there and I was going to be in the car waiting.

“911 What’s your emergency?”

“Ma’am I have an address where three hostages may be held.”

Chapter Thirty-Two

keith

Having Kyra here was good for me because I had my wife back by my side, but she wasn’t trying to ride for me like I seen her ride for Cash. She wouldn’t even look at me or talk to me, the only person that got her to talk was her sister. No matter how many gifts I had gotten her she still showed me no type of love.

“What’s up?”

“Same shit different day! What’s up with you?”

“Nevermind me I just came in here to see about getting some head and have a quick fuck session.”

Rocko and I had been fucking one another since my brother passed being gay is not the way I wanted to be, but I had an interest in men. I like women more though, so I didn’t think it made me gay I was by, but from time to time I like to get my asshole played with. Having anal had a way of making me feel; I felt something that I had never felt before. But I knew if anyone was to find out my secret I would really be taken for a joke.

“How about you show me what your mouth do.”

He just got down on his knees and pulled my pants down without even responding to me. Him taking my dick in his mouth had to be one of the best feelings ever, it was hot and wet. Pushing his head all the way down my shaft I noticed how he didn’t gag not one time; I knew I couldn’t be his first go around.

“Damn Nigga!” I said

“Turn around”

I didn’t just that and waking to see what was next; I looked back and watch as he blew in my ass and sent a shiver up my spine. This is what I had been all these years I always had an attraction to me, but I was just too scare to try it. I feared being exposed and laughed at, so I just kept my fantasies to myself. I got ready to embrace myself for him to enter me until I heard sirens nearby.

“Rocko, you hear that?”

“What the fuck?”I thought as I watched by house being swarmed with police.

I knew I fucked up by sending all my men home for the weekend, but no one knew where we were and they had been working here around the clock. That what I get for trying to be a good person now I needed to get the fuck out of here before they kick my door down and take my ass away.

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