Misunderstood ch.7

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"What are you gonna say at my funeral now that you've killed me."

Kingston looked at me concerned.

"Here lies the love body of the love of my life whose heart I broke without a gun to my head."

"Tempestt what the fuck is you talking about?" He asked.

I laid there with my eyes closed not saying anything. I could feel him looking at me.

"Let's go get ice cream." I popped up scaring him a bit. I don't think he knows I saw him jump though.

"So can we get ice cream?" I asked.

"Yea. Come on."

I waited for him in the car. He said he had to get something. He was taking a little too long to my liking. He finally came out the house with a whole different outfit on. I was gonna ask why he changed his clothes but I decided that wasn't any of my business. We went to Dairy Queen where I got two mini blizzards.

"Can I have some of yours?" I asked Kingston.

"No." He said.

I put my spoon in his cup anyway.

"I should smack you." He said.

I shrugged.

"I like being roughed up." I told him.

He looked at me and shook his head. I bet he didn't expect me to say that.

"Get in the back seat." He said.

"Is we bout to have sex because it's gonna take me a second to take these jeans off." I said.

"Tempestt. What is wrong with you. Like seriously. I really need to meet yo' peoples."

I scrunched my face and shook my head. It'll be a cold day in Hell before that happens.

"You can meet them if I get pregnant."

I'm never getting pregnant so that means he'll never meet them. And it's staying that way.

"No but seriously. I'm gotta do some business that requires you sitting in the back." He said.

I sighed then moved to the back. The person he's picking up better be an elderly person or imma be mad.

He drove for like thirty minutes before he finally stopped in front of a house.

"I'm outside." He said into his phone.

Some dude with face tattoos got in the car with multiple MCM book bags. I think I should be scared but he kinda intrigues me.

"Wassup King. Shawty." He said to me.

"Don't call me that. My name is Tempestt." I told him.

"My bad Tempestt." He said.

I nodded accepting his apology.

"Ignore her. That's everything?" King said to Tattoo guy whose name I don't know.

"Yup. This is everything. A new shipment should be coming Thursday." The tattoo guy said.

He gave Kingston the bags and he looked in them before throwing em' to the back.

"Aight Mario. Here's yo cut. Now get out."

Kingston handed him a stack of money.

"Aight. Peace." He said about getting out but I stopped him.

"Y'all in a gang or something? What's up with the dragon tattoos?" I asked.

Mario or tattoo guy looked at me. "It's a family thing. Everyone in our family has one."

Kingston nodded agreeing with him.

"Oh. I like your tattoos." I told him.

"Thanks."

He got out the car and went back inside the house he came out of.

"I want a tattoo."

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