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I shoved her hand out the way. “Watch out.” I frowned because she knew I’ain play that shit.
“I was just going to throw it away.”
“I got it.”
I got up from the couch and headed toward my room to discard the used condom and wash my dick off. When I got back, Nessa was coming out of the guest bathroom that was down the hall. I didn’t invite her into my room often, and she knew not to bring her ass in there uninvited.
“You gone let me stay the night?” she finally asked.
“Nah, I got training early in the morning.”
“What that gotta do with me staying?”
“It ain’t got shit to do with you staying. I’on want you to stay. How fuckin’ hard is that to understand?” She stood there looking like she could beat my ass but knew to move ’round with that shit.
“Whatever, Juke.” She snatched her keys and phone up and stormed out like she always did when she couldn’t get her way. I guess she thought I would come behind her… I never did. I made sure my door was locked after she left, went to take another shower, and took my ass to bed. I had to get up early in themorning, and she wasn’t about to aggravate me about no dumb shit.
***
I got to my gym,Juke’s Joint, right at eight and headed straight to the weights before I got started on the bag. I was thirty minutes into my workout when MJ and Deion joined me.
“Y’all niggas late,” I voiced as I placed the barbell back on the bar. I grabbed the towel and wiped my face off.
“We ain’t the ones training, nigga. That would be you, my boy.” I stuck my finger up at MJ’s retarded ass.
“The fuck you do with them hos last night?” I turned to ask Deion. He had that stupid ass grin on his face, so I knew it was about to be some bullshit.
“I did every-fuckin-thing they let me do, and I do mean everything,” he stressed.
“Nasty ass nigga. Yo’ dick gone fall off yet.” MJ laughed at his brother.
“Don’t worry ’bout my dick. Just because you wanna be a monk, don’t blame me.”
“You do know monks don’t get no pussy, right?” I interjected.
“That nigga been fuckin’ the same pussy for years. That’s the same shit.” He shrugged as if it made sense.
“Don’t worry ’bout my dick or my girl’s pussy. Worry ’bout yours falling off in the fuckin’ toilet after some hot pussy bitch burns you.” We all laughed because we knew it was all jokes. This was normal with the three of us. I didn’t have siblings, so these fools were the closest thing to that.
“Fuck the both of y’all, but check it, Juke. When I got up this morning, I got a call saying they pushed ol’ boy’s parole hearing up. That shit’s happening in the next few days. I’on know what’sgone happen past that, but I got that much information.” I nodded because that’s all I needed to know.
“Aight, bet.”
“What you gone do, Juke?” MJ asked, but I ignored him.
“Juke,” he called out again.
“Damn, nigga. You calling my name like I’on know that shit. I heard you the first fuckin’ time. I’on know what I’m gone do yet. I just needed that bit of information to take back to Buck ‘nem. They can figure out how they’re gone move after that.” MJ gave me a serious look, but I ignored his ass. Nigga always wanted to act like somebody’s daddy, but he better go have some fucking kids and get out my face.
“You know that nigga Boom still talkin’ shit?” Deion threw out.
“And I still don’t give a fuck. I’ain hiding and that nigga can easily find me. He wants to fight for fuckin’ money when I can beat his ass for free. His bitch ass gone lose either way. Don’t forget the fact that I got all his fuckin’ customers and his sister can’t stay off my dick if I took that shit off and gave it to her.”
“I’d beat yo’ big ass if I was him,” Deion joked.
“Nigga, you couldn’t beat my ass if you were you. The fuck you saying?” I laughed at his dumb ass and went straight to the punching bag. Regardless if I had a fight coming up or not, I stayed in shape. I wasn’t dubbed the Underground King for nothing. That shit may have been a double entendre, but it meant one and the same.
Just as I was sparring with Deion, Boom and his entourage walked into the gym. This nigga always had to be seen. I ignored his ass, but he just couldn’t let well enough be enough.
