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After Callise left I could tell that Genesis was agitated. She always hated whenever she came in the house. It was mainly because Callise was always testing her. I hated the fact that I stepped out on Gens o many times, but I couldn’t help it honestly. I don’t really have an excuse for it. There were plenty of girls out here in these streets who were trying to push up on me and take Genesis’s spot. What they didn’t seem to understand though was that that could never happen. Gen’s been there with me from the beginning and I’m not ever letting her go.
“Baby you good? I gotta go meet Rome,” I said kissing her lips and pulling her close to me.
She pouted. “What? You don’t wanna spend time with me?”
I chuckled. “Of course I do, but I gotta handle business now that I’m home.”
“But I’ve been handling it,” she said.
“I know. I don’t need you to do anything more than you were originally doing though. I don’t need you talking to that nigga Tyson either,” I said giving her a look.
She smacked her lips at me. “I’m serious Gen. I don’t like the way that nigga was looking at you and shit. He don’t have no reason to contact you now that I’m home. I run this.”
“Boy bye, he is not even thinking about me,” she said wrapping her arms around my neck.
I know she wasn’t that stupid. I know she saw how niggas looked at her out here. Hell, I always caught how niggas looked at her and it made me want to fuck they asses up.
“I know what I’m talking about Gen and I mean it,” I said.
“Okay daddy,” she said laughing and mocking me.
I smacked her ass and she giggled. “You know I love it when you call me that. You better stop before I put a hurting on that pussy like I did last night.”
She blushed and mushed me in the head. “Whatever. I’m going to get dressed.”
I watched her walk away and then grabbed my shit. I went to the garage and found my Escalade sitting right inside where I left it. I climbed inside, opened the garage door and pulled out.
It didn’t take long for me to get over to Rome’s house. I knocked on the door and he opened it up. I could tell he was high. “You sparked up without me nigga?” I asked chuckling.
He dapped me up and passed me the blunt. I took a pull and walked into the house as he shut the door behind me.
“So what you want with Tyson?” he asked me as he sat down on the couch.
I took a seat next to him and looked at the TV. He was watching ESPN as usual. I took another pull of the blunt and let the smoke fill my lungs. Damn this was some grade A shit.
“Genesis,” I said simply.
Rome gave me a look. “What about her?”
“I don’t like him talking to her man,” I said.
“Man, you put her in charge when you left. You told her to talk to him,” he said chuckling.
“Nah, it’s more than that. I caught the way he was looking at her yesterday man. It was like he wanted to fuck her. He was basically fucking her with his eyes man. You know I ain’t with that shit man,” I said taking another pull of the blunt before passing it to him.
Rome nodded. I knew he understood. We were on the same page when it came to our women. “Now that you mention it, he was looking at her like that when I first introduced them. Cuh said he thought that was my girl, but that didn’t stop him from doing that shit.”
I nodded. “Exactly. So I’m about to shut that shit down now.”
We finished up the rest of the blunt and then rolled another. When we finished smoking that one Saleisha came walking down the steps.
“When you get here big bro?” she said coming over and hugging me.
“I been here for awhile,” I said.
“Damn I didn’t even know.”
“That’s probably cause your pregnant ass was knocked the fuck out upstairs,” Rome said. She knocked him upside the head and I started laughing.
“Man Leshia what I tell you about putting your hands on me?” he said.
“Nigga shut up. You ain’t about that fuckin life,” she said rolling her eyes and walking into the kitchen.
I chuckled as the doorbell rang. “Leshia go answer the door!” Rome called out.
She came out of the kitchen and flipped him off, but went to answer the door anyway. “Hey Ty,” I heard her say. I looked up at the door and watched as he hugged her.
“Man Leshia go put some damn clothes on,” Rome said. I could tell he was getting mad. Saleshia was like Gen. She was just wearing a tank top and her underwear.
“Fuck you nigga you ain’t my daddy,” she yelled at him before going upstairs.
I chuckled and watched as Tyson walked over to us. Rome dapped him up and then I did the same. He sat down in a chair and looked at us. Rome looked at me.
“So what’s up? I heard you wanted to talk to me bossman,” Tyson said.
I nodded. “Yeah. I just wanted to let you know that now that I’m home, you’ll be talking to me whenever you need something.” He looked at me sort of confused. “What I’m saying is, Rome’s over you so you can call him like you’ve been doing. If it’s something bigger than Rome, you talk to me.”
I could see him beginning to understand what I was saying. “Oh. Now that you back Gen won’t be running shit.”
“I mean, she got her hand in the business, but now that I’m back you don’t really have a reason to contact her cuh,” I said simply. I know the look on my face told him that I was implying much more.
He shrugged like he wasn’t phased. “I feel you. If I had a queen at home like Genesis I wouldn’t want her talking to no other niggas either. We just cool though you know. I’ll just hit you up about business and keep hitting her up for personal.”
What the fuck did this niggas just say? I kept my cool, but my jaw was clenched. It was taking everything for me not to smash this nigga in his jaw right now.
“Naw, you don’t need to do that either.”
“I mean, you know lil Ronnie is my nephew. Him and Miyah are pretty close to me and Gen have started chilling cause of that. No biggie,” he said smirking.
“You good on that cuh. Drop lil mans off,” I said. I know my jaw was clenching and my nostrils were flaring.
It was quiet for awhile. The tension in the room was building. “Well look I’m out. I get what your saying man. I got you,” Tyson said standing up.
I sat back and watched as he dapped up Rome and then left.
This nigga really had some nerve. I couldn’t help but chuckle to myself as I got into my car after leaving the house. I could tell Que was threatened. Just based on the fact that he brought up me talking to Gen and she hadn’t text me back earlier let me know that he must have seen the text message before she did.
He must be crazy if he thinks he’s going to keep me away from Genesis he’s crazy. I’m really feeling this chick. I have been since the first day I met her. She had everything. She was fly as shit, had body for days. The way she looked when she smiled or pushed her hair out of her face or when she licked her lips. Damn Gen was a fucking diamond.
Que didn’t appreciate her ass. I knew that the moment I heard about him around the way. It wasn’t a secret that he ran around on her or that he had a baby on her. I wouldn’t be surprised if he had more than one baby and she just didn’t know about it.
No matter how much she tried to say she didn’t want me, I know that she did. If she didn’t she wouldn’t act the way she did around me. That night in the club she tried to fight it, but once I got on my knees I had her right where I wanted her. She tasted so damn sweet too. I hated that Que got to get in that pussy on a regular basis.
I’d stay off his radar for awhile, but I wasn’t going to disappear completely. I pulled out my phone and dialed Gen’s number.
“Yo yo yo,” she said answering the phone. Even her voice was perfect.
“Sup baby girl,” I said.
She smacked her lips on the other end of the line. “Don’t call me that Tyson.”
“Whatever. Look, I just finished talking to you man. I guess he doesn’t want us hanging out together, business or otherwise.”
“I know,” she said after a pause.
“So I guess that’s it for our friendship,” I said.
She waited a minute before speaking. “We can have a friendship Ty. You just have to know that it can’t go any further than that.”
I chuckled to myself. “Okay. I can respect that ma. If that’s what it takes to get me to hang out with you, we can just be friends.” At least for now.
“Okay then Ty,” she said. I could tell she was smiling.
“What about Que?” I asked licking my bottom lip.
“What about him? Nigga I’m grown. I make my own decisions,” she said simply.
I chuckled. “Okay, with your grown ass. I’ll catch up with you later.”
We hung up the phone and I couldn’t have been happier.