Page 17 of Walk Thru The Fire

“You worried about the wrong shit. The fuck going on wit’ Kash? She say anything about that nigga?”

Before I could speak, my phone beeped, and it was Kilo. “Aye, hold on.” I answered the phone for my brother before merging the call. “Now, I only got to say this shit once, because I’on feel like repeating it.”

“Shut all that damn whining up. Sound worse than Benny,” Buck interjected.

“Shut the fuck up,” I retorted before I told them everything that Kasha said before I walked out of the room.

“That’s it?” Kilo asked.

“The fuck you mean? That’s it? Does it sound like I got something else to say?”

“Chill the fuck out. I wanted to make sure you were done. You starting to act like Lincoln’s ass,” Kilo scolded.

“Fuck you, Franklin. If he acted like me, Kasha and her bitch ass baby daddy would be buried under some fuckin’ concrete. Stop acting like you know me nigga ’fore I tell Mel’s mannish ass on you. She looks like she be beating on yo’ bitch ass.” That garnered a laugh from me because this nigga was stupid as fuck.

“You sound dumb as fuck, saying some shit like that. I’m not even gone entertain yo’ stupid ass. Stacks, I know you’on think she was in on the shit wit’ ol’ boy, do you?” Kilo probed.

“Nah, I don’t. I’m pissed at the fact that she thought she could meet up with that nigga and not say shit, knowing I was looking for him. That shit looks like she cared about that nigga more than me. How the fuck you fuckin’ on me and aid the next nigga in hiding? That’s some bullshit.” I was getting mad all over again because she was too old to think that shit made sense.

“What if she thought she was protecting you?” Kilo asked.

“From what? That nigga?”

“Yeah. I mean, he did shoot you. Maybe she was scared he would do it again.”

“Bullshit,” countered.

“Buck, what you say?” Kilo directed the conversation toward Buck, who hadn’t said shit yet.

“I agree with both of y’all. She was probably thinking she was looking out for your best interest by not telling you that nigga was hitting her up. That is Jace’s sperm donor, so she felt like she owed him that much.”

“What about what she owed me?” I but in.

“I was getting to that, but yo’ impatient ass cut me off,” he snarled. “Like I was saying, she did that because she felt like she owed him. She owed you loyalty, though. You were protecting her and Jace because that nigga was on some fuck shit. We both know Kasha solid as fuck and loyal to a default. His pussy ass probably played on that. She didn’t think he would kidnap them in the process,” he reasoned.

“You know it’s some shit when Buck makes sense.” Kilo joked.

“Fuck you, Franklin. I’m a changed man.” I could hear the smile in his voice without even seeing it.

“Yeah aight. Didn’t I just talk to yesterday, and you told me you had stomped one of your employees out at Vault because he was getting his dick sucked?” Kilo probed.

“Nah, I stomped that nigga because he said it wasn’t no difference when Goldie came through and sucked my dick. Nigga, how the fuck you know what my girl doing when she comes through, and why the fuck is you worried. That’s why I beat his ass. I’ain give a fuck about him getting his dick sucked. That bitch done sucked everybody’s dick,” he reasoned, like it made sense.

“Whatever, man. She knew she could’ve come to me with that shit, but she chose not to.”

“You fell in love, didn’t you?” Kilo questioned.

“Huh?”

“Ain’t no huh, nigga. You fell in love wit’ Kash. That’s why you all in your fuckin’ feelings,” Buck input.

“I’ain say all that.”

“You’on gotta lie to kick it. I get it,” his stupid ass countered.

“Man, whatever,” was all I could say.

“I think you should talk to her,” Kilo suggested.

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