Page 35 of Feeling Blue

“No, you don’t start doing it. Tell me what I asked.”

“Aight, cuz,” he showed his first sign of irritation with her. “Finna get on your lawyer shit, I see.”

“Don’t cuss at me, Zurich.”

Another frown covered his face as he stared at her before shaking his head in annoyance and looking away.

“Look.”

“You look,” Forever countered, pushing him further. “Just answer me before we fight for nothing.”

Blue looked her up and down as if she was a peasant. “Ain’t nobody finna fight with your ass. Before I argue, I just won’t say shi-…nothing.” He corrected himself.

“Zurich, do you want to be in love with me?”

He nodded grudgingly.

“Me too,” she pressed her lips to his softly. “I don’t want to fight, but I do want to know why you dated two sisters.”

Blue stretched his legs in front of him, dipping her lower into the water, but he held her in his grip tightly, ensuring her foundation on his lap.

“I used to fuck with Journey real hard. She was down for a nigga, but the older we got, the harder stuff became. Back then, I spent my life on the block, and she was always on some sneaky shit, running down on me acting like she was my moms and shit.” He rubbed Forever’s stomach, maintaining eye contact while he spoke. “I’m not the type of man you have to do that with. I flirted around with women when they would push up onme, but I never cheated on her. She didn’t believe that though, so after a while, I just stopped caring and did my thing on the side here and there.”

“Zurich,” Forever sighed.

“I know, baby. I already know. It was fucked up, but I was young. That was years ago. After we established that our love life was messed up, we just messed around here and there, but it was nothing like it had been. I still paid her bills and made sure she was good or whatever, but then she got pregnant by a nigga that was supposed to be gang.” Blue scoffed. “So, it was to hell with her after that.”

“And that’s how Dylan was able to slide in?”

“Nah, not for real. I wasn’t thinking about Dylan’s young ass. I knew what she wanted, and I’m nobody’s fool. She wanted to be taken care of like I did her sister, but I wouldn’t do that for her. I’m a provider, not a fucking sugar daddy.”

Forever’s laughter was soft as she stared down at him. Blue wanted to continue his story, but she was so pretty that it still blew his mind. How did a woman that fine want him?

“You finna think I’m tripping, but baby, what you want with me? I mean, I know I’m a nice looking nigga, but you’re beautiful as fuck.” He rubbed her hair. “Even with your hair all wet and shit, your beauty is too potent for a regular nigga. Any of your other men ever told you that?”

Forever shook her head, blushing from his love.

“Dumb ass niggas,” he blew it off casually.

“Get back to the story, Zurich.”

“You just be glowing man, I can’t help it,” he shivered dramatically, making her laugh even harder. “Where was I? Oh, yeah, on basic ass Dylan. So, she had been checking for me, just looking for help. I shot her some bread here and there justbecause I had it, but when she showed up to my lil’ spot across town one night after the club, begging for dick,” he shrugged and left the rest to her to assume.

“How long did that go on?”

“It was just that one time. Her pussy wasn’t good enough for that type of situation, so I didn’t bother. When I got sent upstate, she wrote me a few times, but I ain’t never write back.”

“Why?”

“I’m not a writing ass nigga, Forever,” he chuckled, as if she should have known better. “I be in the streets. I don’t have time for all that soft shit.”

Forever lay forward on his chest so that their faces were closer and played in his hair. “You mean to tell me you wouldn’t write me if I was away in California,”

“Nah, I’d call or show up.”

She was a ball of giggles as he massaged her butt through her shorts.

“I wouldn’t even let you get that far away from me. Wherever I’m at, that’s where you need to be.”

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