Page 9 of We Could Be Better

“After you just left without saying anything, I just needed something to remind me of you.”

I felt myself tearing up but I held my tears in; I no longer wanted him to see that weak Kyra. I wanted to show him that he couldn’t just toy with my heart whenever he wanted to. I wasn’t going to continue sticking around and wait for him to make up his mind like I did when we were younger. I needed a commitment I was tired of sitting around waiting for prince charming. I was starting to think maybe I would never find love.

“Come here, Ky” Cash said pulling me from my deep thoughts.

I moved closer to him and he pulled me in the bed with him. I snuggled up under him laying my head on his chest being careful enough not to hurt him. This feeling I was feeling right now were the same damn feelings I tried to hide long ago. I hatedthat this one man had such a huge affect on me. No matter how hard I tried I couldn’t let go.

“Look Ky I know that I’m a fuck up and I know that you may not want me anymore. But before anything happen to me I want to at least let you know how I feel about you. I love you and adore you I’m sorry for all that drama I caused in your life. Tears included I have always felt some way about you but didn’t know how deep my feelings were until you left. I went to your house everyday just to see if maybe you went back but nothing changed. That day you came back I was happy as hell to see you, but I didn’t know old feelings would resurface. Im ready and willing to be the man that you want me to be If you will still have me.”

I laid my head on his chest listening to everything he was saying, but honestly I wasn’t sure how I really felt about him right now. I just didn’t get it; it was just like Cash to wanna come around when everything else in his life was going wrong. Now that he have beef in the streets and his bitch turned on him; he want to be all in my face ready to play house. I didn’t know how this would turn out, but what I did know was it didn’t matter what we decided to be. I was riding with him wrong or right. I don’t know who that man was that night in that party deciding to start a beef or who sent him, but he better be ready.

“Woah where you going, bae” I asked Cash

“Man I gotta get the hell out of here and find out who dude was. Call Keem and tell him to call up Dr. Jay to stop by the house and check my chest. We gotta go before a nurse comes back. Go see if the floor clear.” I got up and headed to the door to check. I know I should’ve made him stay but I couldn’t his name ring bells and eventually police would start snooping around and we didn’t need a case built up against us.

“Clear” I said as I ran over to help him put his sweatpants on. When I saw his dick I forgot what the fuck I was doing. Everything about this man had grown since I left; I hadn’t had sex in months and I was kind of scared to let him fuck me. This nigga was working with a fucking monster; I looked up and he had a smirk on his face. I couldn’t do anything but laugh because I was drooling over his meat.

“Come on grab my bag and let’s bounce.”

I grabbed everything and we quickly got the fuck out of dodge. Once we were in the car we drove to my house. I was surprised to see damn near the whole family there. After seeing Cash lil man in the hospital a part of me was hoping to come home to an empty house. I had plans with Cash ass I was sexually frustrated and I missed the way he use to blow my back out when we were younger.

“What’s going on?” Cash asked

“I don’t know come on let’s go find out” I said soon as we got out the car.

When we made it inside everybody was sitting at the table with looks on their face like they were ready for war. One thing for sure I was riding, but a lot of shit wasn’t adding up. Like that fact that out of nowhere a nigga walk in my salon a start a beef with Cash. Now the whole family was at the house with guns on the table and not one person in the room had a smile.

“What’s going on?” I asked

Dreka was sitting at the table with blood shot red eyes like she had been crying all day. That alone mad me go in full attack mode and find out who the fuck made my sister fucking cry. I knew whatever was up had to be serious because Dreka never cry.

“Girl when I was leaving the shop somebody in a black Tahoe started shooting at me.”

I jumped up from my seat to check her for wounds. If I lost Dreka I don’t know where I would be. That girl is really my heart and if was take her from me that might as well come back and take me as well.

“Im alright sis they didn’t hit me I managed to get the fuck out if dodge.”

“Man what the fuck going on? As long as we have been in the streets we never had been.” Cash said with an evil mug on his face.

I went in the kitchen to get myself a drink, and let them figure out what they were going to do. When I turned around Cash was standing in the kitchen just looking at me. I licked my lips and stared back at him. Even looking pale Cash was still the finest man to grace this planet

“What’s up?” I asked

“Nothing, just wanted to come see where you head was at.”

I had to stop and think for a minute because I really didn’t know where it was. I didn’t even know who wanted Cash and Keem dead so bad that would hurt one of us to get to them, but what I did know was I’m always ready. I walked over to Cash stood on my tip toes and gave him and hug and kiss on the lips.

“Just like the old days, im behind you until the end I’m riding until I can’t ride no more. My trigger finger is always ready.” I said before going back and joining the rest of the family in the den.

I meant every word I had just spoken to Cash. Behind my family I will always ride and I expect the same from them. Whoever just shot at my sister woke up a beast that I buried a long time ago. The Grim Reaper was about to make his presence known real soon.

Chapter Nine

KEEM

“Fuck fuck fuck” I yelled while punching on the steering wheel.

Somebody was really trying me bruh; I haven’t been out of jail a good five months and someone was trying to send me back. First a nigga smelled his drawers by playing with my baby brother. But shooting at my girl was a different fucking level. Dreka was was my fucking heart and a nigga tried to take her from me and Ryder. How would I explain to my child that a pussy nigga killed our Queen? Exactly it’s no way that you can explain something like that.

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