Page 15 of Can't Stop the Love of A Boss: Part 3

“Yeah, I just gotta handle some shit with Murder tomorrow night,” he told her.

“How are him and Lawrynn doing?”

“He sounded like everything was all good. Is the food done yet?” he asked. The last thing he wanted to do right now was talk about his nephew and his woman. Ms. Ella giggled at him because all he wanted to do was eat and have sex.

“Not yet. You have another twenty minutes before we can eat. Now, go look at television or something. Let me finish cooking in peace,” Ms. Ella told him.

“You better be happy I don’t feel like going back and forth with you, woman. I’m living my best life,” Uncle Jimmy sang as he did a two-step out of the kitchen.

Ms. Ella shook her head, thankful that they were both enjoying what they had going on.

Murder ended the call with his uncle just to hear the doorbell chime.

“Who the fuck is it?” he called out.

“It’s me, LJ,” the voice said from the other side.

“What up? Let me go get Law-Baby for you,” Murder said as he opened the door wider for LJ to come in.

“Hold up a minute. I came to see you,” he said, causing Murder to stop in his tracks.

“Oh, if it’s about the meet up or whatever, I already talked to Corn about it on the phone. Is that what you were going to talk about?” Murder asked.

“Yeah, that was it.”

“Check it out, right. There’s a lot of shit I don’t understand about your damn family. With everything going on, you’re just now coming over here. On top of that, you’re not even here to see about her now. You’re here behind your flawed ass mama. That fact alone makes you look as flawed as her ass is. I don’t see how Lawrynn can even deal with y’all on any level,” Murder fussed in a calm tone.

“Man, we always gonna be family, so she don’t have a choice,” LJ said with confidence.

“Family? Nigga, having the same blood don’t make you family. Once we get married, she won’t share the same name with y’all snake asses. None of y’all know what the word family means. Y’all most definitely have life and us fucked up if you think y’all gonna keep hurting her and shit then wanna holler about how y’all family. You might wanna go ask your mama if you got any other siblings out there since she’s into hiding kids and shit. Better yet, just get the fuck out. You came about the meeting, right? Well you got your answer about that. Go run tell Cruella DeVille to talk to Corn. He has the details. Y’all doing all this for her, and I bet she wouldn’t hesitate to sell y’all asses out like she did her own sister,” Murder said.

“Murder’s right, LJ. You and Lamelle didn’t even come to the hospital to see about me. You’re standing here for the sake of our mother, and not once did you even ask about me. I haven’t even talked to our mother or auntie in days. I might not have a choice in who I’m related to, but I damn sure can choose who I deal with. I can lead by example when it comes to shit like this. I’ll be damned if I ever beg you motherfuckers to deal with me. I don’t care what goes down in the future, you just make sure you keep that same fucked up energy that you just had when you see me again. Now get the fuck out,” she told her brother.

LJ looked like he was going to say something back, but Murder stepped in and started talking.

“Watch what the fuck you about to say to her. She might be your sister, but she’s my life. I don’t mind killing a nigga for hurting her feelings and shit. If you make her cry, I get to take your punk ass life,” Murder said.

LJ didn’t want any smoke with Murder. Well, not yet at least. He turned to go out the door just as he was told. Murder shook his head as the door closed. He turned to see Lawrynn standing there looking at him with sad eyes.

“Yeah, you don’t have a choice in who your blood relatives are. If I could, I wouldn’t have chosen those motherfuckers. I thought the boys would’ve been different, though. All this stuff coming out about my mama, and they’re still trying to protect her. It doesn’t make sense, but with them, nothing does anymore,” she told him.

Murder walked over and pulled Lawrynn into a comforting hug. He wanted to take away all her pain, but he knew he couldn’t kill her whole family. Even with all this shit that they were doing, they were still her relatives. They were gonna have to learn one way or another that Murder was definitely family when it came to Law-Baby.

9

Connie was making her rounds one last time before it was time for her to go home. She was finishing a long ass forty-eight hour shift at the hospital. Even though this was a hard shift to work, it came right on time for her. She was too busy to even think about Pain. When she got home, she would most likely sleep for most of the following day. Her phone was in her locker, so she didn’t have a clue if Pain had even tried to get in contact with her. She was attempting to put some distance between the two of them. It wasn’t that she didn’t like him because she did like him a little bit too much.

Walking to the locker room to get her phone, she used the time to plan what she had to do when she got home. Grocery shopping would have to wait. The only thing on her agenda was a

drive-thru combo meal, a shower, and her bed. She could handle all her errands and things when she got up.

“Connie,” she heard from behind her.

“Why are you here, Pain? You know where I live, but you always come find me here. Why is that?” she asked

“You’re always here, that’s why,” he answered.

Pain was right; she had been working crazy hours.

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