"Gotta stay low these days, it been hot on the block lately."
"Yeah?" I asked, looking back at a car pulling up directly in front of my crib.
"Yeah, man."
"You got that stuff though?" He asked and I stood there, looking at him.
"Depends. You got dough.?" I trailed off and he smacked his lips, pulling out a few stacks.
"I need all of that." He went onto say and I patted my pockets, looking back.
"Shit." I spat, seeing T get out of her car and looking directly at me.
"Hol' on." I told him, making my way over to her.
"What's up, ma? Whatchu doing back down here?" I asked, pulling her to me, leaving small kisses on her neck.
"Hey." She smiled small, slowly pulling away.
"I just came to get my phone, I think I left it in the bathroom." She went onto say and I stood there, looking at her.
She really came back just for this phone. Was I all I could think. Shit was that important to her but if I would've asked her to come back for me, I would've got all types of excuses.
"What are you doing?" She went onto ask, looking behind me at Pete.
"Nun'. About to handle some business real quick. Wait in the house for me?" I asked and she eyed me for a while before walking away into the house.
Sighing deeply, I made my way back over to Pete, taking the money and giving him the small bags of weed.
"Aw damn. That was T?" He asked and I said nothing, sliding the money in my pocket.
"Don't worry about it." I said simply before dipping off, making my way back to the spot.
I could feel it in me as I walked back to the house. I just knew it was about to be some shit with her so I mentally prepared myself for it.
It was inevitable.
*
Tiana
I watched as Dom walked into the house and I couldn't help to roll my eyes at him.
"What were you just doing?" I asked him as he closed the door behind him and plopped down on the other couch across from me.
"I told you I was handlin' business, Tiana. You know what that mean." He spoke his raspy voice, now counting all of the money he'd obviously just made.
"Oh okay." I simply nodded, standing to my feet.
"Give me my phone so that I can go." I demanded and he scoffed, looking up at me.
"That's all you came over here for'?" He spat, looking at me with angry eyes. I could tell he was getting mad with me but I was already mad with him so I didn't give a damn about his anger.
I hated that he was a drug dealer and he knew it. Yes, he had to make money but this was a part of reasonings why my mother didn't want us together in the first place. Part of reason why I had to go through all of this, just for us to be together. And here he is, acting as if he doesn't even care.
"Yes, I have to get back home. My mom only let me come out so that I could get my phone."
"Right but if I would've asked you to come and see me, you would've never came." He shook his head, throwing all of the money into his lap as he dug into his pocket, pulling out my phone.
