if you see these men, RUN. || (DAVE EAST) (CHRIS BROWN)

Chapter 50

Capri Martin
It didn't take me and Q long to make it back to my place. After eating, we walked the food off for a good 15 minutes. Next thing you know, we were back at my house and ready to K.O. School was stressful and based on his demeanor, his day had him stressed as fuck too.

He still has yet to tell me what went on but I was gonna let him settle in before he vented. I knew it was coming.

"You so quiet today. You was feenin to see me but ain't say not one word since we ate." He spoke up.

"I could say the same about you."

"But this ain't about me. I'm askin bout you. Then we could worry bout me."

"I'm tired." I shrugged.

He pursed his lips to the side, not buying anything I had to say. "What else?"

"You know. Same shit. This situation with my parents and Miss Brenda over there. And...Sam."

"Sam? What beef you got with ha?!"

"No beef. We're just not speaking right now. We got into an argument about what happened at the party, why she wasn't there for me until it was too late. You know? And then she started bringing up you and how you weren't safe for me. And how she didn't like your attitude." I vented.

"Well ion know if you want my opinion. Cause I'm bout sick a Samaria and the rest of ya luh crew."

"At this point, you might as well tell me."

"They seem genuine and like they want the best fa you but...they show it in a weird ass way. They don't like me, I get it. No one likes me at first. But it's been too long and they just gone have to accept me and you roll together. If they don't, fuck em."

I loved Sam and Z but maybe Q was right. If they couldn't accept who I was dating then...maybe we needed a break. And if it weren't for the Micah situation, I would try to see eye to eye with them. But that just gave me more reason to not wanna speak to them. Period.

"It's just a lot going on Q. And I don't know what to do anymore. I need a nap."

"I feel you ma."

Entering my house through the front, I prayed my dad wasn't home. I wasn't able to face him after what happened. I was doing everything in my power to avoid him. Shit was just so awkward right now. Keeping secrets and knowing what he does when no one was around...it's just too much to handle right now.

"You ever be feeling unsafe?" Q questioned out of the blue. "Like when I ain't around?"

"No...I mean...I feel lonely. But when you're not around, I feel pretty secure."

"Hmm."

"Why?" I questioned, putting my keys in the door.

"I just feel like I ain't doing all I can. I could be doing more to protect you from my lifestyle." He explained.

I couldn't help but laugh to myself. "I feel pretty protected from your lifestyle. Trust me. You don't tell me enough anyways."

"I- I do tell you shit."

"So what happened today?" I questioned, hoping he would open up to me.

Making our way into the house, Q followed me into my living room. Then like that, we plopped down on the couch with weariness.

"Come on. Tell me what you got on your mind." I sighed, laying my head on his chest.

Laying his head back on the top of the couch, he stared into space and really thought about his answer.