Page 48 of If I Gave You My Heart
"You better bring a bottle. The gang's popping out, too."
It had been forever since I had kicked it with my niggas, and I was looking forward to a night of drinking with them.
"Aight I'ma slide."
"Say that," Lee ended the line.
I could hear Nyoka's mind turning in the seat beside me. Because of what had just happened with Lola, there was no way that I was going to leave Nyoka couped up in a hotel room.
"I wanna slide by my man's crib. That's cool?"
"Yeah, that's okay."
Nyoka pulled her phone out and then busied herself as I made it toward the liquor store and then Lee's crib. She was typing away on her phone beside me, and I'm sure it was to update Talia on the situation with seeing my ex. Sometimes, I hated how much she over-shared with her cousin.
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When we got to Lee's house, we were all sitting in the yard. Nyoka was the only female in attendance. I personally didn't mind but I could tell that my boys were a little uptight about it. I was only in the city for the weekend, but I was big on ensuring my lady didn't have any suspicions for the rest of the vacation. The shit leaving Joy's house earlier was insane. I knew tomorrow I had to face the music with my family drama, so tonight was reserved for getting drunk as fuck.
Collectively, we were into our third bottle of Reposado. Nyoka was sitting off to the side, engaged in her phone while the guys and I entertained Facebook while going live. I was back in the city, and I wanted everyone to know it. When we ended the live, I looked down and saw a pair of shoes that were so familiar. I was big on customized kicks, so when I saw the all-white Forces with a red check with drips of red coming out of the check, it caught my eye. Not to say that niggas in Lima didn't have moments when they put that shit on, but no one in the city was dripped out like me.
"Where did you get those from?" I asked Ha after I threw back my last shot for the night.
Hassan was cool with Lee, so off the arm, he was cool with me, too, or so I thought. I was looking at him sketchy because of the sneakers on his feet that I knew I had left at my ex's crib when she had put me out. Women do the weirdest shit after a breakup, like tossing a nigga's clothes out, selling them, and even fucking on a lame like the one standing next to me.
"Oh, where did I get these from?" He turned his foot to the side to show off what I knew belonged to me. "A raffle, bro."
It was the menacing smile across his face with his response that pissed me off and let me know he had been doing the ladder of all of my thoughts. He must have been the one that had bagged my ex up.
"Those heat. Lift ya foot up."
His goofy ass did as he was told, and once he did, I yoked him up by the collar. On the soles of the shoe, I had the artist draw a red Draco, and although it had started to fade I could see it clear as day.
"Get the fuck off me, bruh."
I pushed him back, and he quickly fixed his shirt when I did. His shirt looked drunk as fuck now after I had turned him loose.
"Aye, aye, what's going on?" Lee asked as he quickly stood from the table in his yard.
"Go get the gloves, Lee. Ha, get in the gloves with me and you know about what."
"Over some sneakers, bro?" Ha asked.
It was bigger than the shoes. It was the principal behind it. When nobody acted like they wanted to go into Lee's crib to get the gloves, I started walking toward the backyard door because I knew exactly where they were.
"I'm not getting in no fucking gloves. Fuck that!" Ha had pulled his pole from his waistband.
I was the biggest in the yard, so most niggas never wanted to see me in gloves, but as brothers, that's how we hashed shit out. Seeing this nigga bitch up and pull a pole on me infuriated me because this ain't how we did shit. We ain't go around fucking each other's main bitches either, though.
"You gone up a pole on me 'cause I'm tryna get in gloves? You a bitch!" I spat out my mouth as I started to walk over in his direction.
"Aye, y'all don't disrespect my momma's house!" Lee yelled as he stood in between me and Ha. "Nyoka, come get ya man and get him out of here!" Lee yelled at Ny.
I could see Nyoka stand from the table and then walk over. She had her gun inside the pocket of her jeans.
"I wanna get in the gloves with you, and you wanna shoot a nigga!" I yelled at Ha as I leaned over Lee and pushed the fuck out of him.
His locs had dropped in his face with the force of my push. He was a skinny dude, so I knew in the gloves I would dog his ass.
