Page 97 of Her Loyalty

"Thank you, baby." He looked into my eyes for a while before pulling back.

Saying nothing else, we sat there in silence for a while as he continued to smoke.

"But I do want to talk to you about something." I blurted out, rolling my window down slightly, trying to get some of the smoke out.

"What's up? Talk to me." He glanced over at me.

"You good?" He asked and I nodded slowly.

"Well yeah. I just-"

"Yo, Dom!" Some guy startled the both of us, rudely interrupting me as he walked up to my side of the car.

"What's up, man? You got that stuff?" He went on, leaning in the window as I backed up, looking over to Dominic who's eyebrows were furrowed.

"Nigga what?" He spat back to him as I turned my head to look up at the guy while he continued to lean.

"Weed. You got weed, man?" He asked again and Dominic chuckled but I knew there was nothing actually funny. He was just getting upset.

"So you gon' just continue to disrespect a nigga?"

"And you gon' act like you don't see my girl right here?" He asked fed up as the guy looked at me, holding his hands up in defense.

"My bad. I just wanted some weed." He said to me, standing up straight and I could tell by the look on Dominic's face that he was about to lose all control.

"Na' I feel disrespected and I'm gon' have to hear her mouth later." He went on and I shook my head.

"Babe-" I started but stopped as he put his blunt out in the ashtray and stepped out of the car.

"Dominic." I panicked as he walked around to my side, pulling his hoodie over his head and dropping it onto the ground.

"I told your bitch ass to stop askin' for bud near my spot. Na' I think you just disrespectin' a nigga." He roughly gripped the guy up and threw him onto the ground.

"Dominic, stop!" I yelled, taking my seatbelt off and quickly getting out.

"Get the fuck back in the car, T." He spoke sternly to me as he roughly kicked the guy over and over.

"Stop it!" I yelled as the guy pleaded for him to stop, blood gushing everywhere.

"Yo, what the fuck gon' on?" Deja came out of the house, hearing all of the commotion and I frantically pointed.

"Make him stop, Deja. Make him stop." I begged as Dominic now stomped the guy out.

"Yo, Dom. What the fuck?" She spat, running down the staircase once she saw what was going on.

Dominic was stomping this man into the ground so badly, blood was everywhere and I could do nothing but watch and scream. And we both knew better than to try and touch him.

"Stop it, Dominic!" I screamed out as he reached for his gun.

"No!" I panicked as Deja and I both quickly backed up.

"Both of y'all go the fuck in the house." He snapped at us, still pointing his gun.

"And Tiana I ain't gon' ask you again, ma."

"Baby, please." I pleaded as I watched the man lay there lifelessly.

"Please don't kill me, man. I just wanted some weed." The man sobbed softly, making my heart break.

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