Volume Five

"Black, I could get a picture man?" Some boy asked.

"Yeah." I said stopping to pose.

"Thanks man, I can't wait til you drop the album."

"Good looks." I nodded watching him walk off.

"You walking round with no shirt off and shit, sis gon fuck you up." Keyz annoying ass said.

"Esme not on shit." I waved him off.

"She got them bangers." He laughed.

"Aight, Dylan gon trash you walking round with some grey sweatpants."

"You know bitches go crazy when they see the dick print in the grey sweats." He smirked making me laugh.

"And Hendrix bitch ass fully covered, boy scared of Emae." I chuckled.

"I ain't bout to feed into y'all kids." Hendrix waved us off.

"Emae be like go change, he be like but bae why?" Keyz whined making me bust out laughing.

"Boy be like this don't even show nothing." I joined in.

"Y'all sound like y'all knees hurt." Hendrix glared at us.

"Ya pride hurt." Keyz and I said in unison then dabbing each other.

"Wait til Nas get here, y'all gon stop double teaming me." He chuckled.

"I ain't even fucking with him right now." I shook my head.

"Why?" They asked in unison as we got in the car.

"He be on some creepy shit around Es."

"She told me he be grabbing on her." Hendrix stated.

"Every time I walk in on them having a conversation, he always touching her."

"Fuck they be even having conversations for anyway?" Keyz asked.

"He told her Imma break her heart and some other shit."

"Dylan don't like him either, he told her she gon die from choking on dick." Keyz said laughing hard as hell.

"I know you ain't laugh when she told you that." I laughed.

"You know I did." He continued laughing. "That's exactly why she ain't talking to me."

"Nas on some weird shit." Hendrix shook his head.

"It's not even the fact that he tryna talk to my girl, it's the fact that she so scared of him. This nigga could walk in the room and she'll stop talking and she'll stay in one spot until he leave."

"I noticed that when we went to the studio." Hendrix nodded.

"I don't wanna seem like I'm putting her over him cause that's my brother but that's my girl and I'm really fucking with her, feel me?"

"Man, it's this simple. That nigga ain't sucking or fucking you so you gon have to do what you got to do." Hendrix laughed.

"Now you know Black don't get no pussy." Keyz laughed. "Boy think he Russell Wilson."

"Fuck up bitch." I chuckled pulling over to call Esme. "Come outside real quick."

"Hello to you too." She mumbled as I hung up.

"You shoulda asked is Dylan in there, I got some words for her big headed ass." Keyz stated.

"If she in there she coming out, I owe her twenty dollars." I chuckled.

"Damnnn, look at my baby girl." Keyz bitch ass smiled as Esme and Dylan walked out the house. "I love when she get her hair done, her fine ass."

"Bitch ass." Hendrix laughed.

"Where my money? Give me my money." Dylan held her hand out making me laugh.

"If I owe you, you'll never go broke."

"Ya sister in there?" Hendrix asked.

"Yeah, she's bout to leave." Esme answered as I got out the car.

"Fuck she think she going?" He hopped out the car going in the house.

"Where is ya shirt? Why do you have on these grey sweat shorts? What are you doing Pharaoh?" She asked smacking me in my chest after every word.

"Stop." I laughed grabbing her hand.

"I told him sis, I'm like she going to fuck you up. He talking bout Esme not on shit." Keyz snitched making me look at him.

"I'm going back in the house, tell me if you leaving sissy." Dylan said.

"Stop fucking playing with me." Keyz jumped out the car gripping her neck. "You see me right here."

"Stop paying attention to them." Esme glared at me. "What was going through ya head coming out the house like this?"

"I was thinking I'm bout to go work out then spend the night with my girlfriend."

"Bitches prolly all looking at ya dick print and shit."

"My shit not even showing."

"It's not?" She asked grabbing it from outside of my shorts.

"Nah see look." I opened my mouth then punched my hand about to explain.

"Blaaack!" Dylan yelled as her and Keyz started laughing.

"Sike nah, chill baby." I laughed grabbing Esme by her waist since she tried to walk away. "I'm bout to go in the house right now, no stops."

"Okay." She rolled her eyes.

"You staying over tonight right?"

"I have two more heads to do after that I'm all yours."

"I like the sound of that." I smirked making her smile rolling her eyes.

"Dyl, I'm going in." She chuckled as I watched her walk away.

"Keane, let me gooooo." Dylan dragged out as he hugged her tightly.

"I'm sorry, I laughed in ya face. Imma tell him about his self later but stop being mad at me."

"You not sorry cause you still laughing." She glared at her while he was still laughing.

"I'm not trying to." He laughed. "I'm just goofy, you know that. Then you looking in my face like this not helping."

"Let me go."

"No, you my baby, my cinnamon apple, my rollie. I love you." He chuckled holding her.

"Keane, I'll text you later. Get off me." She laughed pushing his head as he kept kissing her cheek.

"Give me kiss." He closed his eyes puckering his lips.

"You real ugly and looking real gay." Hendrix laughed getting in the car as I started it up.

"I need a nap." I yawned.

"Seriously." Keyz got in the car making me pull off.

"You know you told her you love her right?" I asked.

"No I didn't."

"Yes, you did bitch."

"I swear to God I didn't."

"Now I know you be lying on God."

"Keyz ain't say he love her." Hendrix said.

"Thank you."

"That bitch Keane did." Hendrix smirked making me bust out laughing as he smacked his teeth.

"I really ain't say I love you brah."

"You said you my cinnamon apple, my rollie I love you." Hendrix repeated.

"No I didn't."

"If you love the girl, you love the girl." Hendrix laughed. "Ain't shit wrong with loving a girl, shit I'm in love with my girl."

"Awww." Keyz and I said in unison making him smack his teeth laughing.

"Bitch ass outta here." Keyz said making us laugh.

"Nas home?" I asked Hendrix.

"He should be, he was with a bitch earlier so he might still be with her."

"Well, I'm bout to end allat." I chuckled parking.

"Y'all better not go in there double teaming him, he gon feel bulled and start shooting." Hendrix said making us laugh.

"I'll fuck Nas up." Keyz said seriously.

"He don't aim better than me." I chuckled.

"Nobody aim better than you, fuck you think you Deadshot?"

"Boy think he something." Hendrix shook his head.

"Naseem!" Keyz yelled his name banging on his door.

"Acting like you his mother." I chuckled leaning on the wall.

"Naseem open the God damn muhfuckin do'!"

"Bro, we have keys why are we knocking?" Hendrix asked.

"Oh shit worddd." Keyz dragged out pulling out his keys. "Aight, I don't know which one buuut-"

"Bitch move." Hendrix pushed him opening his door. "Fuck his bitch ass at?"

"His bitch ass back here, wake yo ass up!" I heard Keyz yell as Nas started yelling too making me laugh.

"Move for I punch on you."

"Bitch, stop playing with me."

"Fuck y'all niggas want?" He sat up then looked at me. "You been avoiding a nigga for like a week and shit and now you here for what?"

"Bro, who you talking to?" I asked furrowing my eyebrows.

"Boy took a power nap." Keyz laughed. "Woke up tough as hell."

"Chill y'all." Hendrix laughed.

"I really only came to tell you to stay away from my girl, you be on that tough intimidating shit thinking she not gon tell me. Just stop saying shit to her, stop looking at her and most def stop grabbing on her. You don't even got no reason to be near her."

"What he said." Keyz laughed.

"And I'm coming to you as ya brother because if you was any other nigga I would of knocked you the fuck out and I put that on my brother grave."

"My nigga you talking bout you would of knocked me out like-"

"Like what nigga?" I cut him off putting my phone in my pocket. "I said what I said."

"Imma just add my input before y'all niggas start fighting." Keyz laughed. "I don't care what you think bout Dyl but keep what you got to say to her to yaself, aight?"

"Y'all niggas really tryna check me when every nigga in here bitch a slore." He chuckled standing up. "How y'all tryna wife hoes? Black didn't you learn ya lesson from wifing these bitches?"

"So this include me or?" Hendrix asked. "Cause I ain't say shit to ya bitch ass."

"All of y'all!"

"Emae will knock ya shit off if you said this to her face." Hendrix laughed.

"You talking bout wifing hoes but if Esme wanted to fuck with you she could." I furrowed my eyebrows. "You sitting there down talking me to her like she wasn't supposed to tell me, honestly I wanna knock you out because this not ya first time doing it."

"Do what you gotta do." He said about to walk towards me but Hendrix stopped em.

"This nap must of been real life changing, boy was Sugar Ray in his dreams." Keyz laughed.

"Keyz shut up son." Hendrix laughed.

"He had a good ass dream like that man Martin."

"Luther?" I asked confused.

"Nah, Martin King."

"Bitch, it's Martin Luther King Jr." Hendrix said busting out laughing.

"Y'all niggas so fucking dumb." I laughed.

"Y'all done?" Nas asked.

"I ain't gon waste my time, Imma just say it one last time so you could understand shit clearly." I stepped up to him. "She spend a night every Sunday, which is today, don't call me, don't use ya key, none of that. When we in the studio and you come? Keep ya jokes and anything you gotta say to yaself. She don't want you no where near her and I don't want you by her either so leave her the fuck alone."

"It's funny how y'all choosing these hoes over ya brother." He chuckled. "You got it though."

"Me choosing her over you would of been me coming in here knocking you the fuck out, word to me."

"You got it." He repeated.

"Nigga we came to talk, you wanted to be Floyd." Keyz laughed.

"I ain't even say shit, wasn't gon say shit to you at all." Hendrix laughed. "You came for me and mine, I still ain't say shit."

"Man it's whatever, y'all done?" He asked.

"I ain't got shit else to say." I walked out his apartment going to mine.

~

"Why don't you ever have shit in your house?" Esme annoying ass asked as I just stared at her. "You always ordering out when you can just cook something or heat something up."

I ignored her turning the other way, first she wanna come and wake me up. Then she demand we watch t.v and now she complaining about food. She was annoying as hell, I couldn't even play the game cause she wanna watch some stupid ass show called L.A Hair.

"Come on, we're going to Walmart." She smacked my back making me smack my teeth.

"No we not brah."

"Yes we are cause I'm hungry and you are too."

"How you know I'm hungry?"

"You always fucking hungry." She stated making me chuckle, I was hungry as hell.

"How you know what I wanna eat not already in the house?"

"Ain't shit here." She glared at me then smiled. "Oh, you're nasty."

"Esme, we can order something for real though."

"No, get up. I'll meet you in the car."

"You gon be sitting there all night." I mumbled as she put her slides on grabbing my car keys.

I was really about to go back to sleep but I knew her annoying ass would really sit in the car all night if it came down to it. I groaned sitting up going to my room to change in some regular clothes, when I got to the car Dylan and Keyz was in the backseat.

"Fuck is this a roadtrip?" I asked looking back so I can back up.

"Play with ya girlfriend, not me." Dylan waved her finger making Keyz laughed.

"What she said."

"Dylan, didn't Keyz say he love you earlier?" I asked making him look at me blankly.

"Keyz always say he love me." She chuckled.

"No the fuck I don't."

"Okay." She sarcastically said rolling her eyes.

"Why do you look so good when you just going to Walmart?" Esme asked making me look down.

"Fuck is you talking bout? I only got on joggers, foams and a regular shirt, the fuck?"

"You wasn't just this fine in the house but you wanna get fine to go to Walmart. Everybody know the hoes and ratchets be at Walmart."

"Honestly, I got my wife there." Keyz agreed.

"Bitch, it was Target." Dylan smacked him in his head.

"Never mind then."

"You know he calling you a hoe right?" I asked.

"I know what I am!" She said smarty making me squint my eyes while Esme busted out laughing.

"Talk to em nice." Esme continued laughing.

"Or don't fucking talk to em at all." Dylan finished.

"Shut the fuck up." I shook my head.

"Who he talking to bae?"

"Obviously Esme but then again, he not talking to my sister cause we'll jump him."

"And I'll watch."

"What was ya purpose of bringing them?" I glanced at her.

"They saw me and offered." She shrugged.

"Say no next time, the fuck."

"Stop cursing at me."

"I'm bout to drop you home."

"And watch you be single."

"Act like Imma kill myself." I chuckled.

"Okay."

She pulled out her phone making me snatch it putting it in my pocket, she rolled her eyes not even fighting for it. I chuckled knowing I was getting on her nerves just like she been getting on mine, I pulled in Walmart parking then getting out.

"Black, this a handicap spot." Dylan informed.

"I know." I pulled out my sticker putting it on my car making her bust out laughing.

We walked in to Walmart, Esme wanna be boujie ass pulled out disinfectant wipes wiping off the handles to the cart before she touched it. I chuckled following her as she went to the fruit section, I started picking fruits putting them in the cart. We did that as we went through every aisle.

"You have to look at prices, you just picking up stuff." Esme told me as I picked up a bag of family pack Doritos.

"I got money, I don't care about no price." I told her picking some more snacks.

"Those are $15." She informed as I picked up some pizza.

"For these? It's only three that come in the pack, what the hell?"

"I just told you to look at the price bout to spend hundreds on food for no reason."

"Food expensive as hell."

"You drink egg nog?" She asked looking at it.

"Yeah."

"I'm sorry to interrupt but your hair is laid sis." Some girl came up to her making her smile.

"Thank you babes, I did it myself. You should check me out and my prices fair." Esme smiled.

"If you slaying ya own hair I know you could do something to mine cause the last girl that did my hair was pulling my edges and shit." The girl rolled her eyes. "You got a number or something?"

"I have a website where you could make a appointment and look at pictures. Uh, I think I left my phone in the car but-"

"Here." I handed her phone to her then walked away since I ain't feel like hearing them talk about hair no more.

I walked towards the electronics hearing my song playing, I followed the music seeing Keyz and Dylan dancing as they had it playing on the speaker shit. I started laughing along with some other people, I started recording, they was so damn dumb.

"I got something on my face?" I asked some girls who kept looking at me.

"Nah, you just look good." One of them smiled.

"Oh aight, stop looking at me though."

"You got a girlfriend?" Another one asked.

"Why? You look like you a bitch that don't even care." I chuckled. "I got a girlfriend and y'all bitches don't even compare so y'all wasting y'all time."

"Oh you Esme boyfriend." The last girl nodded. "She just had you on Snap."

"I know you not talking bout Esme that do hair in her kitchen." The second one asked laughing.

"You talking bout we don't compare but uhhh, yeah." The first one laughed.

"What about Esme? Who wanna get beat the fuck up talking bout Esme?" Dylan asked standing in front of me. "Esme these bitches got sumn to say!"

"What about me?" Esme appeared next to me.

"Oh aightt." Keyz laughed.

"Do you even know these bitches?" Dylan asked.

"I'm supposed to do your hair Tuesday, right?" Esme furrowed her eyes as the girl looked blankly.

"She need something done." Keyz laughed.

"I'll still see you Tuesday at 5, right?" Esme smiled. "See y'all."

"You still gon do her hair?" I asked confused.

"Everyone's going to have an opinion or down talk me." She shrugged. "I'm still going to slay her hair and make my money."

"As you should!" Keyz yelled.

~

"Now what do you want to eat?" Esme asked after we put up all the food.

"Some fried chicken."

"Okay." She nodded.

I sat at the kitchen counter looking for some vacant lots for sale, I was looking for something Esme could start her shop in. She couldn't do hair out her house all her life and what's better than someone meeting you halfway.

"What got you so focused?" She asked seasoning the chicken.

"Going over my Christmas schedule with Hendrix." I lied exiting out safari.

"What do you want for Christmas?"

"Nothing but whatever you give me, I'll appreciate it." I told her honestly. "What you want?"

"A puppy." She stated. "I've been wanting a puppy since I was young but my parents were allergic and Emae don't like dogs."

"If I get it, where it's staying?" I asked making her smile at me innocently. "Hell no."

"Why not? Are you allergic?"

"No but-"

"Then why not?" She frowned.

"Es, I'm barely here. That dog gon die from starvation or lack of attention."

"No it won't, I'll be here, I already have a key. It'll be my dog so I'll be responsible for it, you don't have to do anything. Please?" She asked coming to me kissing me repeatedly. "Pleaseeeeee-"

"Shut the fuck up." I cut her off from whining. "I'll think about it."

"All I ask." She smiled kissing my lips again then walking back in the kitchen. "Do you want anything with this?"

"No. Why did you change ya party to a costume party?"

"So we can enter the new year as someone else, I'll love one day just to not be me."

"I'm not bout to look for no costume."

"I already ordered your costume." She smiled. "We're matching."

"Don't think I trust you enough, who are we?"

"You'll see." She laughed then started posing in front of the laptop.

"Why you posing like that stupid?" I laughed.

"So the FBI agents can see how cute I am." She said making me bust out laughing.

"You so ugly yo." I continued laughing making her laugh.

I loved spending time with my girlfriend.
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