Page 49 of If I Gave You My Heart
"Don't fucking push me!" He waved the gun in my direction as he screamed.
Even his tone was breaking. His ass was scared of me, and it was showing. I knew if he pointed that gun at me one more time that his ass was gonna have to shoot because it was gonna take everybody in the yard to get me up off of him.
"Ha, put the damn gun away! Y'all disrespecting my momma's crib!"
Lee was yelling at the top of his lungs. He was on house arrest and couldn't go no damn where so what was supposed to be our last hurrah before he had to turn himself in and before I had left town for good was turning into drama. It felt like everything since I had touched Ohio soil was drama-filled.
"You a bitch," I said as Nyoka started pulling me toward her car.
The rest of the guys started pushing Ha toward his car.
"Nah, you a bitch 'cause you letting ya bitch hold you back! Matter of fact, you a bitch because you're mad I was fucking yours!"
And there it was, the confirmation that I had needed. I reached for the gun in Nyoka's pocket because I had left mine in her car, but her hand covered mine.
"Fuck him, let's go!" Her voice was raspy because in the midst of me and Ha getting into it, I heard her yelling, trying to calm me down.
"Keep those sneakers nigga ya bum ass needed them more than I did!" I yelled out right before Nyoka forced me into the passenger side of the car. I was ready to roll down the window and then let bullets fly because who the fuck did Ha think he was talking to, anyway? The only reason I didn't is that I had love for Lee's mother like I did for Joy, and I didn't wanna make her side yard a murder scene. I sat passenger side, pissed off, as Ny backed out of the lot.
Nyoka
Adonis getting into it with his own friends over a pair of fucking sneakers was beyond me. These were the men that he called brothers. They were all snakes if you asked me. My definition of loyalty was different compared to others, which was why I kept my circle tight as fuck. It was really strict around this bitch.
"I can't believe his bitch ass clutched on me," I heard Adonis say while I was speeding away from what could have easily been a murder scene.
Throughout the entire encounter, my trigger finger was itching. I hated being in stupid ass situations like the one he had put me in. My patience didn't extend beyond those whom I loved.
"You should have shot him," I stated in the calmest tone.
I know that in the moment, I was telling him to leave it alone, but people only had one time to play with me, so when I really thought about it, his friend Ha should have been put in the dirt for the disrespect. What was supposed to be a quick vacation for the both of us was quickly turning into a nightmare. Between Adonis' family drama, ex-girlfriend pettiness, and now friend drama I didn't know how much more I could take.
"Nah, I can't backdoor him. That's gang at the end of the day."
In my mind, I didn't want to hear the nigga complain then. Family, friends or not, when I felt disrespected, I always did something about it. Even in life where I played things calm in situations like his, that was only because I knew whoever I had a problem with was going to die, and soon at that.
"Well, then stop talking about it."
"A nigga can't vent to you?"
Adonis' main thing with our relationship was communication. I put in overtime to get him to open up to me, and the moment I responded to him, I regretted it.
"Not when it comes to this."
I was placing restrictions on what he could discuss with me, and once it slipped out my mouth, I wanted to take it back.
"Bet."
He leaned back in the passenger seat and then pulled his phone out.
"Fuck," I mumbled under my breath as I drove freely with no direction in mind.
I had ended up making it back to the hotel with no help from Adonis. I had to rely on my memory because my phone was dead. I had turned the car off and then sat and waited. Usually, even if he were riding passenger, he would come around and open my door. When I realized he wasn't going to, I popped my door open.
"Leave the keys," he said lowly.
"For what? Come on…"
"I'm not coming up there right now. I need a little space."
