Chapter 6

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Four Years Later

Tommy Pov

"Fuck you Tommy. I don't want to come there just to watch you and your hoes. You been fucking them the whole time you been in college. Why stop now."

Narration: Even though she was right, it was something about her voice and the way she was cursing at me. She definitely knew better at this point. But we definitely worked that out along the way.

"So if you won't come to my graduation party then what the hell you'll be doing."

"I'm going to the movies with Deasia and the rest."

"Who's driving?"

She got quiet.

"Exactly, them hoes using you for your car that I bought you. If you rather hang with them on my graduation day then lose my number." I hung up the phone.

I already knew what choice she would make. She loves me. She's obsessed with me. And visa versa. That girl had no idea what I'd done for her. For our relationship. The restraint alone is killing me. She's 17 years-old and all I could think about is fucking her. I ache with it. I kept telling myself that she's 17. That's old enough to make a decision, but I still want her to be 18 or older. And it's killing me. It didn't help at all that Sasha is pretty as fuck and with a body that most girls convey or pay for.

My crew decided to throw a graduation party and she acted like she didn't want to come. Admittedly, I have fucked a lot of woman here but they know that shit is dead. Now that school is over, I won't ever see some of them again.

I found Nan and discussed some business with him. It's about time that Hause paid me more. So I was making plans to go and visit him. Or he can sell this shit by himself. My crew pushed more than anyone. We are smart and haven't ever gotten caught. From the beginning we taught ourselves how to read people. If their vibe was off, we didn't sell to them. Most people didn't know it but it's some informants in the ghetto. The police protect them, which is a dead give away to me. Nobody and I mean nobody is squeaking clean.

"Tommy."

I turned to her. Sasha is beautiful. She has the prettiest skin color. Big pretty innocent eyes. Oval shape face. Button nose. Full pink lips.

"Come here."

She walked over to me timidly. She knew she pissed me off.

"What's yo problem."

"I'm sorry, Tommy."

"If you want to continue to hang with your cousin and friends you better stop doing whatever they tell you. You need to listen to me and nobody else."

"I just knew I was going to feel uncomfortable. I'm the only high schooler here."

"Then you should have come to me. We didn't have to do this. We could have done our own thing."

"I didn't think you wanted to be with me. You're always running the streets, messing with all these females. I haven't seen you in a week."

"Didn't I call you everyday."

"It's not the same, Tommy. You said that I would be your girl and I'm not. I feel so stupid."

"You're not stupid.

"Then why am I not your girlfriend? Or why won't you let me have a life. Why can't I have a boyfriend without you acting crazy and running him off."

"We won't talk about it now."

"You always say that, Tommy."

I grabbed her by her throat and pulled her to me. I grabbed her bottom lip with my teeth. "Say it again. What the fuck you say about a fucking boyfriend."

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