Page 31 of Regancy & Savior
“This is that shit,” he mumbled but turned into the drive thru.
I didn’t respond. I got caught up in my thoughts. Mainly, I was trying to check myself for how jealous I got. I knew I had a temper, but the way it flared back there was new for me. Iusually had it in check, and I’d never encountered anyone who prompted such a response from me.
TAURUS
I watched her whip through the streets with Beyoncé blasting through her stereo. She was comfortable enough to sing along in my presence, and that swelled my heart, but why was she denying me of having her? I asked myself if I was pushing her too hard and maybe she didn’t know what to do. That was possible, but what man could go without seeing his woman the way old boy went without seeing Lane? I had kidnapped her ass all weekend and dared her give me lip about it. Hell, I even dared her to have any contact with that nigga in my space.
She reached for the knob and turned the radio down. She glanced in my direction before deciding to speak. “Where are we going, Taurus?”
I chuckled. “You’ve been driving in the direction of my house for about fifteen minutes, and now you wanna ask me where we’re going? You know your way, bae.” I rested back against the passenger’s seat and closed my eyes. I’d been up since five that morning working on a few new plans, so I was well past tired as fuck.
“You know I cannot just?—”
“What is it about him?” I found myself asking. I was never the type of nigga to second-guess myself, and I knew exactly what the fuck I was getting into when it came to the woman next to me.But why do I expect more?I expected more because she had become something serious to me in just a short amount of time. Never was I ever one of those looking for love ass niggas, but that was something. Well, it could be something ifwe cultivated it correctly. I felt her look over at me a few times before she finally spoke.
“History, but it doesn’t halfway compare to this between us.” She cut her eyes between me and the road.
“They why yeen left that nigga alone? Why does it feel like I gotta get blood on my hands for you to see how serious I am about you?”
I felt her look at me again while I peered out at the road as she drove. She had a nigga in the car feeling like a whole bitch.
“But you don’t have to be. Who am I with right now? Where have I been laying my head these last few weeks? And then, as if you give a damn, that man is still in the picture, Taurus. Just say what you want from me.”
“I want you to walk away from that shit and never look back. I want the fact that we ain’t got no fucking history to scare and excite the fuck out of you at the same fucking time. That’s what I want from you, Lane.”
Before she could respond, my phone began to ring. I looked, and it was Savior calling.
“Nigga, didn’t I just leave yo’ ass?” I asked.
“Fuck outta here. I’m calling to see if yo’ ass got that call about Duce getting out.”
“Nah. When the fuck is that supposed to happen?” I asked in complete disbelief. Duce used to be the third of us until he allowed his pride and heated temper to put him behind a set of bars that he couldn’t escape. Deep down, I always knew that he wanted me or Savior to crawl behind those bars with him, but that shit wasn’t happening. Duce put Duce behind those fucking bars, not Taurus or Savior.
“Shit, Lena made sure to say this weekend.”
I laughed. “Hell yeah. She’ll make sure you know he’s getting out. Lil’ mama’s loose ass had been tryna hand you that community shit since he first got picked up.”
He chuckled in my ear. “Don’t nobody want that damn girl. Stop rolling yo’ fucking eyes, Regancy.”
I cracked up. “Damn, my bad, sis. I’m not the speaker type of nigga, and his goofy ass knows that.”
“You’re good, Taurus.”
“Then why the fuck are you still rolling yo’ fucking eyes? I hope they get stuck,” that nigga asked.
“I told Taurus he was good. Not you.” Her voice sounded out.
“Yeah, bet. Anyway, I’ma slide through and show face at whatever that lil’ event is, but that’s about it.”
I nodded and focused on Lane. “I might not even do that. It depends on how I feel that morning.”
He laughed, but I kept a straight face. I was serious, and I knew like he did that no nigga could do the bid that he did and not have no pent-up frustration. Niggas blamed everyone but themselves every day, so it was what it was in my mind.
The moment we made it to my place, I went to the kitchen and requested that Dee make some chicken spaghetti since that was what I was hungry for. Then I made sure to ask her to cook some garlic bread on the side for Lane because baby loved bread. Then I made my way down into my movie room, where she was laying across the cushion tapping away on her phone. When I was within her eyesight, she set her phone on her chest and pursed her lips.
“I heard everything you said, and you’re right. Just let me?—”
“You got about two days before I handle shit my way.”
