I Won't Tell If You Won't

Larry

   Staring out into space I couldn't focus for shit. This shit with Rae had me all fucked up. I mean honestly if the shoe was on the other foot I would be every dog ass nigga on the planet. Can't nobody tell me otherwise. Then on top of that I have to sit here with Rachel like I don't know the fucked up shit her husband has done. Can somebody please tell me what the fuck I'm supposed to do.

*Snap*

*Snap*

*Snap*

"Larry!!"

"Huh, what?"

Looking around the room all eyes were on me and I had no fucking clue what was going on.

"I was asking your opinion on which marketing strategy we should go with"

"Oh, I apologize. Can you go over the last one again?'

"Guys give me and K.C a moment please"

Watching everyone leave out of the room, I leaned back in my seat trying to get my thoughts and mind together. In a matter of a few months I am going to be a father of two. You would think I would be floating on a cloud somewhere.

"Alright, what's with you?"

Taking a seat next to me, I could see Rachel staring at me waiting for an answer. I just couldn't give her the right answer.

"Is everything ok with Rae and the babies?"

"Yea, everything good. They're good"

"So, why do you seem out of it?"

"I'm good"

"Larry, clearly you are because you haven't been paying attention to anything"

Sliding my hands down my face, I couldn't think right for shit. Why she just ain't tell me?, had this nigga laughing at me knowing he fucked her.

*Beep*

*Beep*

"Might want to check ya bitch"

Pulling out my phone I swear she was going to make me choke the hell outta her. Bad enough she told me they fucked, now looking at this picture looking like they on a date.

"Rachel l got to go"

"Everything ok?"

"Shit better be"

"Are you coming back"

"Shit I might not if shit don't play out right"

Snatching open the door I was seeing red. If she wanted to play these games, I'm the wrong nigga to play with. I don't get it, female's always talking about they want a good dude to treat them right and all kinds of shit. Then when they get one, don't know how to fucking act. It's cool though because this shit was about to go left real quick.

"Larry!!! Wait where are you going?"

Not paying attention to Rachel calling my name, I jogged in my office grabbed my jacket, keys and shut my computer down. Making my way out I told Janet to have my calls forwarded to my cell. Hopping on the elevator I was really trying to figure out how I was going to confront them. I knew he was probably going to say some slick shit which would cause me to hit him in his shit. Jumping in my car, I slid on my sunglasses let the top down and peeled out of the parking garage.

  Racing through the streets made me miss the street life a little bit. Yea, I still have my hand in it here and there but it was different then. Growing up we had to get out and hustle so we  could eat. Everything was by any means necessary. We definitely hustled like we were going to stay broke.  Looking back at it now, I don't regret any decisions I've made. I love my life now, I just miss the fast life. Apart of me do feel like people take me for a joke because of the suit and tie. Little do they know I'm still that nigga not to fuck with.

  Pulling up to the restaurant I could see her through the window. Parking behind her car I watched them interact with each other. It did look like she was pissed about something.

"Bet not be in there stressing my babies out"

Getting out of the car I went and leaned on the hood of hers. Rushing out the door she stopped in her tracks. I knew she was probably trying to figure out how I knew she was here. 

"Hey, what you doing here?"

"What's up? I could be asking you the same thing"

"I came to get answers since you wouldn't give me any"

"Why does it matter? You didn't say nothing"

No sooner K.C punk ass came strolling out. Looking around the parking lot he saw us, smirked and made his way to his car.

"Larry, don't you go over there"

"Why not? You had a conversation while pregnant with my babies. Oh and behind my back"

Taking off my cufflinks and sunglasses, I wanted him to know that there was no bitch in my blood.

"What's up pretty boy?"

Standing in between his car door and vehicle I really wanted to punch him in his shit. Hearing a car pull off I turned to see Raven leaving out.

*Buzz*

*Buzz*

Rae: Don't call me when ur dumb ass get locked up.

Locking my phone I made a mental note to holla at her. Sliding my phone in my pocket I got back to the situation at hand.

"I know all about yall little rendezvous but all that other shit stops right the fuck now. I don't want you around her or my children and I'm not asking either"

"First off, she called me. Second you sure they yours?"

Shrugging his shoulders I knew he was trying to get in my head and be funny.

"See, that's what happens when you have a wife. They like to pillow talk"

"I'm surprised you know what a wife is. You're right, they do pillow talk. The difference is when mine pillow talks. It's about how to build OUR empire. You wouldn't know nothing about that though. Considering yours only gossip to you because she knows you a bitch"

"You might have a point. But the reason why me and Rae never pillow talked. Is because she was busy with my dick in her mouth"

Saying to myself fuck this nigga, I rocked the fuck outta his jaw. To the point where he lost his footing and fell back.

"Listen here, I'm not going to say this again"

Going around the car door, I bent down low enough so that he was the only one to hear me.

"You better stay the fuck away from my girl. If not shit gone get real sticky real fast around this bitch. Don't let this suit and tie fool you my nigga. I still know how to play with them toys. So try me if you want to"

Leaving him on the ground I was done playing with dude. Hopping back in my car, I saw Raven had put my cufflinks and sunglasses in my cup holder.

Me: I don't know what you're up to, but STOP following her. If something happens to her or my kids because of your dumb ass. It will not end well.

Dropping my phone in the seat I pulled out and was headed home. It was about time I stepped back in the hood and keep to my word.

*Buzz*

*Buzz*

Unknown: I will always make sure my assets have the right people around.

Peeping the message, I knew what kind of games were being played.......