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  “What the fuck you just say? You fuckin’ this nigga? Boss, I’ll kill his ass and beat the fuck outda you!” Blaze started to go off.

  “Blaze, what are you talking about? I didn’t say I let him, I was referring to you letting that bitch suck yo dick, you dumbass! But so what if he eats my pussy? It’s mine and I’m single so ain’t nothing wrong with it. Plus, I bet you still got that nasty ass hoe sucking yo dick, so shut the fuck up! As matter of fact, get the fuck off my phone. You’ll have the bill for my window today—”

  “Peaches, I’ll beat yo mothafuckin’ ass, man. Who the fuck you think yo ass talkin’ to? And I ain’t paying fah shit,” Blaze said.

  Rolling my eyes, my lips formed into a little pout. “Oh, yes the fuck you are. I’mma see to it that Bianca gives yo ass this bill,” I threatened. If I had to, I sure in the hell would call his momma. Don’t play with me when it comes to my babies. “Cherry, get yo ass down,” I yelled, scaring my poor baby.

  “You gon’ call my moms on me? Fo’real, Peaches?”

  It was a bit childish, but he was pissing me off. But I guessed I’d have to be the adult in the situation because Blaze wasn’t shit but a hotheaded ass little boy.

  “Look, Blaze, I don’t wanna argue with you because it won’t get us nowhere. But you can’t be popping up at my school like you did today. Last time yo ass did some shit like that I got evicted and lost my job. I’m not about to get put out of school because you wanna act stupid. Blaze, take this break to figure yourself out. Don’t call or text me until you get your stuff together. Forget about the window, I’ll get it fixed.”

  To yell at him wasn’t going to get us anywhere because Blaze could probably go all day. I was tired of the constant back and forth which never got us anywhere. Holding the phone to my ear, I heard him let out a heavy breath.

  I contemplated on hanging up, but I didn’t want to. Hell, I wanted things to workout. I wanted to tell him to forget about everything, that I didn’t care about it because I loved him and that was all that mattered. But it didn’t matter to him. Plus, how true to myself would I have been if I pretended it was nothing? I’d be just like all those other fool ass bitches, letting shit go for the price of love when he was not willing to do the same.

  “Peaches, I know what the fuck I want. The only reason we doing this damn break shit is because of you. I knew yo ass was gon’ do this bullshit. Peach, man, I don’t wanna do this, i’ight? This break thing over yo, I ain’t doing this shit,” Blaze explained. Even though he couldn’t see me, I was already shaking my head no.

  “But I do. When I first said it, yeah, you was the reason behind it. But now I just gotda figure myself out, what I want and don’t want. So if you don’t wanna take this time that’s on you, but I need this. Please try to respect that and stop calling. Just give me some time, okay?” I needed the break away from him so I could get more control over myself.

  Blaze claimed he wasn’t a cheater, but to let a bitch suck his dick while he was with someone was considered cheating in my book. Just thinking about it hurt me as well as pissed me off.

  “Why you wanna do this? Fuck yo ass always gotda think on some shit—” He stopped talking which surprised me in a way. He was just about to go off, but caught himself. “Peaches, bring your car to the shop so I can get yo window fixed, i’ight?”

  Sitting on the edge of the couch, my right leg started to bounce franticly as a shaky hand ran through my hair. No matter what he did I couldn’t change the fact that I loved him.

  He’s mine, my hood, my Blaze.

  “Peaches?”

  “Bye, Blaze.” I hung up the phone. My palms pressed against my forehead as my leg continued to jump up and down. It had only been six days since I last saw or talked to him and I was doing fine. Well, at least I was at the point where I could actually pretend I was.

  I missed him. I wanted to wake up to him, fight with him, then make up, only to turn around and do it all over again.

  God, why do I have to love him so much?

  That was why I needed the break. I needed to get my feelings in check and take some control over myself because Blaze had me. Even then, I was still thinking about taking my damn car to his shop because I knew he’d be there.

  The ringing of my phone had me jumping and quickly answering it.

  “Hello?” My voice came out sounding hoarse as the lump in my throat grew thicker.

  “Hey, this Sean. Peaches, you okay?”

  I quickly sat my phone down once I heard Sean’s voice. I wiped at my eyes with the bottom of my shirt, cleared my throat, and then took a few deep breaths before picking up the phone.

  “Hello?”

  “Hey, yeah. Sorry I um, dropped my phone.” I let out a laugh from how stupid I was sounding.

  “You know I can’t see you, right?” He informed me.

  Confused, my brows furrowed at that question. “I know, but why you say that?” The confusion in my voice was unmistakable and Sean laughed.

  “I have two sisters and I know how they sound when someone interrupts their pity fest. You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want, I was just calling to see how you were. Guess the question isn’t needed now, huh?”

  Sniffling, I cleared my throat again as I let out another breath. “I guess not.”

  “It’s none of my business, but I’m going to tell you like I tell my sisters repeatedly. If he has you crying, he doesn’t deserve you.” Sean saying that had tears filling my eyes once more because it was true. But I didn’t want to care.

  Blaze truly didn’t deserve me, but I loved him.

  “So you really do carry a gun?” Sean asked, laughing.

  I wiped my eyes before letting out a small laugh. “I carry two guns,” I corrected. “I didn’t scare you, did I?”

  “Sort of. Kinda. Yeah. Yo ass crazy, you know that, right?” Sean said, making me laugh from the way he said it.

  “Shut up. No, I am not. I just don’t play when it comes to my babies. Besides, you not all together yourself. You shocked the hell outda me. I thought you were quiet, shy Sean, not um… How can put this without sounding offensive? Um, Black,” I joked.

  “Fuck you, I’m black. Just because I don’t act thuggish and my pants don’t sag doesn’t mean I’m not black. I had my days, but I grew up. I have a past, tho, which I try to leave there. I’m sorry for what happened, but I have sisters—”

  “Sean, don’t apologize. But next time I tell you I’m good, just walk away.” I did not need Blaze to start thinking I was messing with Sean when in reality we had just became friends. “How are you, though? I mean you took some hits?” I asked and he laughed.

  “I think I need medical attention, you wanna play nurse?”

  I burst out laughing. “Wow, did Sean just give a sexual innuendo to me?” I asked.

  “I’m playing. But I’m good,” he said with a chuckle. “Besides calling to check on you, I’m also offering to fix your window free of charge. I think I’m the reason your window got broken in the first place. I should’ve left when you told me to and this could’ve been avoided. So, I’ll see you in about an hour?”

  “I didn’t say yes.”

  “You didn’t have to, but you’ll bring it. So an hour, I’ll be waiting. Oh, and Peaches?”

  “Yes?” I asked, stretching out the S.

  “Don’t stand me up. Bye.”

  Laughing, I hung up the phone. I let out a sigh before calling my job and letting them know I couldn’t make it in. I made up a lie saying someone bust out my car window and flattened my tires. It wasn’t all a lie, one of my windows did get broken.

  Once I did that, I tossed my phone on the side of me, grabbed the throw blanket off the couch and wrapped myself in it. Tears soon started rolling down my cheeks as my mind went back to Blaze.

  Wondering if he was with that hoe, it seemed like every time we went through something he ended up with her.

  Again, I had to ask myself how much Blaze really cared for me if he
always went to her. How much did he care for her? It had to be a lot because he didn’t want to let her go.

  I am such a bitch.

  Sitting there balled up and crying over someone who was probably out getting his dick sucked by that nasty ass hoe.

  Even thinking that, it didn’t matter. I still laid there crying for the simple fact that I loved him.

  Chapter 4

  Peaches

  “You’re late. I said an hour, not two,” Sean said as he walked up to my car.

  After laying on the couch for an hour, I finally pulled myself together. Then I took a hot shower and threw on some light grey skinny jeans, a lavender, off the shoulder top with my glittery, spiked, lavender platform heels.

  “You changed and you smell fruity,” he commented.

  Laughing, I rolled my eyes. “I took a shower if that’s okay and I had to clean glass off of my seat too. You’re lucky I even came,” I said with a small smile.

  Licking his lips, Sean returned it. “If I was you, I’d shut up before my key accidently scratch this neon car,” he stated while holding up a key.

  Walking closer to him with my purse in my hands, my smile grew even wider. “And my gun may purposely hit you with one of its bullets,” I threatened jokingly. Unless he really scratched my car.

  “Oh, it’s like that, huh? Don’t worry then, my keys going back in my pocket.”

  Laughing, I shook my head at him. “Sean, I think you’re kind of odd. After what I did, you still wanna be friends? I could be some crazed, psychotic person that likes to shoot at her boyfriend, but yet you don’t seem to care. Why is that?” If the roles were reversed I would’ve stayed away from him, then again probably not seeing as I knew Blaze’s ass was crazy from jump and still went with him. Hell, I even fell in love with that crazy bastard.

  “So, he’s your boyfriend?”

  “What?” I asked.

  “You said ‘that likes to shoot at her boyfriend’, so dude is your boyfriend?” He asked and I let out a sigh. “How about you go inside while I fix your window or you can wait in that burgundy Tahoe right there.” He offered, changing the subject which I was grateful for. Sean held out his keys, but pulled them back. “If you mess up anything in my truck—” he pointed to my car. “This neon little bitch is gon’ get fuck’d up. You hear me?”

  It was crazy hearing him talk like that, but it was sexy as hell, tho. He held out the keys again and I snatched them from him.

  “We’re not together anymore and I’m not over it yet, but I’m dealing.” Why I told him? I didn’t know, but I needed to tell somebody. I hadn’t told my girls yet. I’d been kind of avoiding them because I didn’t want to seem stupid for falling for Blaze’s dumbass. I was usually the one who was together, but upon meeting Blaze, I had to admit I’d been stupidly naïve because I loved him. But apparently love wasn’t enough.

  “Maybe because you need to meet someone to make you forget?” He suggested, which a small part of me agreed with.

  “Maybe I do. Don’t scratch my baby.” Turning away from him, I walked towards his truck. I hopped inside his and then glanced out of the window, watching as Sean got into my car and pulled off. I didn’t see where he went as a black truck pulled on the side of me, blocking my view. Feeling my phone vibrate, I looked down at it. Seeing it was a message from Ebony, I opened and read it.

  Ebony: Sorry I’ve been so distant but I have my reasons. Can I come over later so we can talk, please?

  My brows furrowed reading it because I hadn’t felt her being distant. Then again I’d been so busy being into Blaze I hadn’t really paid attention to any of my friends’ behavior or attitude lately.

  Peaches: Yeah, you have a key, let yourself in. I’ll be there around 9-9:30.

  I replied back with a slight smile as I hit send.

  Glancing out the window, a loud scream left my mouth before a hand covered my fast beating heart.

  “What the fuck! You could’ve gave me a heart attack. Why are you just standing there like a damn creeper?” I snapped, still breathing hard. Tapping on the window, he rotated his fist, instructing me to roll the window down, which I did.

  “I scared you, huh?” He asked the dumb question. I reached out the window and tried to slap him. “Peaches, don’t get fuck’d up—”

  “Why the hell are you here? Damn, my heart is pounding so hard it literally feels like it’s trying to beat itself out my chest. Why are you—” Before I could say anything else he started talking.

  “Would you shut up so I could talk, damn?” He snapped. When I didn’t say nothing else, he let out a breath. “Thank you. Now what the hell are you doing with this square ass nigga, Peaches?” He didn’t come there to get his car fixed, he had a shop. So why come all the way across town?

  “He got you following me?” I asked and he laughed.

  “No, I was riding past and saw you—”

  “Bullshit, Sam. He got you following me. Of course he does, I mean I don’t wanna see him so he sends you. Wow, are you fuckin’ serious?” That damn man was unbelievable. I grabbed my phone and pulled up Blaze’s number, but Sam snatched it out my hand. “No, give it back. He can’t do this, Sam. I don’t send nobody to follow his ass when he’s doing his shit. Give me my damn phone before I shoot yo ass.” Ignoring my attitude, Sam opened the passenger side door, took my purse and pulled me out of the truck. “Sam, let me go. I’m not talking to him if he’s in there—”

  “I really don’t like you. Yo ass talk too damn much. Get yo ass in the truck, Peaches, damn,” he snapped, seeming frustrated.

  “No, now give me my shit and tell Blaze to leave me alone. I need time not a fuckin’ watch dog,” I snapped while trying to grab my stuff.

  “For real, Peaches, he didn’t send me to follow you. I just saw you talkin’ to ol’ boy and turned around. I want to talk to you. I need to talk to you,” Sam said, licking his lip as he opened the back door of his truck.

  My head tilted to the side, eyes squinting as I stared at him. The seriousness in his tone is what had me. He looked serious about whatever it was he wanted to talk about.

  “Peaches, get in the truck, please.”

  That’s the only reason I decided to go with him. Bypassing him, I went to Sean’s truck to roll up his window, then put his keys under the seat before sending him a text.

  Peaches: I hopped in the car with a friend and will be back by the time you finish with the window.

  Once I was in Sam’s truck, he closed the door behind me and went around to the driver’s side. Not once saying a word to me, he just drove off.

  After fifteen minutes of complete silence, I let out a heavy breath and caught Sam’s eye in the mirror.

  “Where are you taking me, Sam? If it’s to Blaze, you might as well stop the truck and let me out because I don’t want to see him,” I explained, but didn’t get a reply back.

  A few minutes went by and Sam still didn’t reply. I scooted to the door, about to open it and jump out at the light. Once he stopped, I pulled on the handle, but Sam quickly pulled me back.

  “What the fuck are you doing?” He snapped, pulling on the back of my shirt.

  I tried to jerk away from him, but he wasn’t letting go. “Sam, let go of me! I don’t want to see his psychotic ass—”

  “I’m not taking you to him. I said I needed to talk to you. This ain’t got shit to do with Blaze, now close the damn door.” Sam glared at me, causing a smile to stretch across my lips. “Crazy mothafucka,” he mumbled as he pulled off.

  Coming to some old abandoned buildings, Sam turned down the alley, going straight down until we came to the parking garage right next to City Hall. He drove up to the third floor and parked.

  “Sam, why are we here? If you got something illegal you’re about to do then I want no part in this at all,” I told him in all seriousness.

  “Why the hell would I bring you here for something illegal? And why would I do it right across from City Hall, the court house, and the damn Poli
ce Station down the street?” He had a point, but it didn’t explain why he brought me there. Before I could ask anything, Sam got out the truck, came to my door and opened it.

  “Then why—” My words were cut off as his lips came down to mine. I moved back on the seat and Sam climbed in, not once pulling back, but neither did I.

  Grabbing the back of his neck, I began kissing him back. Our heads moved from one side to the other as our tongues twisted together. His hands gripped the side of my face and he sucked my bottom lip into his mouth before doing the top.

  A moan left my throat as my arms tightened around his neck, pulling him closer. Sam let out a groan as he pulled back and pressed his forehead against mine. Our pants were in sync as we stared at each other.

  Neither of us saying a thing, we just lay there, breathing each other in. Sam’s’ hand soon came to the side of my face as his lips pressed against mine. Once more pulling back slightly, he kissed at the corner of my mouth then continued his way down to my neck, lightly biting at the skin then sucking it into his warm mouth.

  Sam’s gentleness was something I hadn’t anticipated nor expected to enjoy. Everything about this was different from how it was when we first met. His hands weren’t messily roaming my body like they once had. This was different, this was caressing, sensual, timid caressing that I was really enjoying.

  Tilting my head back, he kissed down my collar bone to my shoulder. His lips lightly pressed against it before his teeth slowly raked over the skin, coming to my chest. Instinctively, my back arched pushing my breast up to him.

  Glancing at me, Sam bit my nipple through my shirt before pulling my top as well as bra down, freeing my right breast. His tongue flicked over my nipple, biting then sucking it into his mouth at the same time my pants were unbuttoned and unzipped.

  Chapter 5

  Peaches

  Grabbing his wrist, I stopped him as I came back to my senses.

  “Sam, stop. I can’t do this, we can’t do this,” I told him while pushing at his shoulders so he could get up.

  Once he sat up, he finally closed the back door. “Why not?” he said, making me look at him like he was crazy.