Part 36

Part 36

Inside the house tells a total different story,  but the same story of the high profile cars, if you know what I mean. Eric holding my hand and introduce me to several people as his fiancé. One of the guys joking with Eric asked where my ring was, before I had a chance to blink, my hand was free, and the guy that made the joke had a mouth full of Eric's gun. Look, I know I did my dirt, but mine was for a reason. I don't just go around threatening and killing people because they said something that hurt my feelings. Eric being all emotional was a turn on because of how fast he reacted, but kind of a turn off because he couldn't recognize a joke through his emotions. Anyway, the guy is pleading for his life, Eric is infuriated, I just want to get what we came for and leave. I call out Eric's name while walking in his direction. I say his name, touch his waist, and push myself close to him. Close enough that my face was in his back, I told him to let him go, he was just playing. I slid my hands up his firm body, down his arms, pulling his arms back towards his chest extracting the barrel of his gun out of the guys mouth.

Now,  you know you dealing with flat out stupid folk when you save their life but they still want to talk like they had the upper hand the entire time. At that point I have Eric's gun but the guy started with his jokes all over again. Eric looked at him in disgust but told me I better handle it since I wouldn't let him. I flipped the chrome 9mm in my hand so the butt of the gun is between my index finger and thumb. The guy is still looking at Eric, bringing my arm back, doing a short three step run towards him to boost up the force behind me swinging the butt of the gun at his head, he hits the ground just as another gentleman came in the room. He checked on his friend, smiled at me, and greeted Eric with a smile, hug and kiss on each cheek.

Eric introduced Anthony to me as a street brother. Anthony called in a young lady, told her to show me around the house, and to make sure I had everything I wanted. First stop, the kitchen. There was nothing I needed or wanted at this time so we kept moving. We get to a part of the house that's dedicated to the artist that they support. In the studio there's a young man rapping about his father and how he always made sure that he and his sister were okay. A'tare Godspeed the young lady tells me, I stood there watching hm, listening to him, and overall missing the man that raised me.