"I've known you for a few years now right?" I nodded as she continued to speak. "Tell me why I've never seen you with or heard about you being with anyone? I mean I guess Malika does count because Emani came to be but other than her I haven't heard about anyone else." I sat there for a minute not knowing what to say.

"I'm all about work man, I don't have time for all the extra shit" I said giving her a bullshit answer.

"But you had time for Malika?" she shot back. I didn't count Malika as a relationship, we were just fucking and she ended up pregnant. I wasn't going to start playing house with her when a foundation was never set to begin with. On top of that I met Malika during one of worst times of my life. I was a different person back then...

Flashback

"Aye Nips I think you had enough of that shit" Blacc said trying to pry the styrofoam cup out of my hand.

"Fuck off me Sam I'm good!" I yelled snatching my arm away from him and downing the rest of the drink. We were in our VIP section at Rooftop. I was mixing white and brown all night. I just had some lean to finish me off. Tonight we were celebrating the life of my boy more like my brother, Mook. He was recently gunned down on the block week ago. To make matters worse, today was the anniversary of Sage's death. So I was going to drink until I couldn't feel shit or till I passed out, whichever one came first.

"You spiraling outta fucking control" Blacc yelled back. I ignored him and took a hit of my blunt. He shook his head and walked away. I don't why he was being such a lame tonight. He had his way of grieving and I had mine. After  our encounter I decided I wasn't near nowhere near done and went to grab another drink from the private bartender who was serving the section tonight. While waiting I noticed a woman sitting at the end of the bar. Some corny nigga was in her face trying to get at her but she was clearly uninterested.

"Is there anything else I can get for you?" The bartender asked handing me my drink. I thought for a second and smirked to myself.

"Yeah lemme get a bottle and another one of those" I said pointing a drink on the menu. He paused and stared at me with an uneasy look in the eyes. I reassured him that I was fine and slid him a $100 dollar. His eyes widened and he started to make the drink moving faster than the first time, money talks. I grabbed the drink and the Ace of Spades bottle. I nodded my head off to him and made my way to where the woman was sitting.

"My fault for taking so long baby, the bartender kept fuckin up" I said stepping in between her and the dude. She looked at me confused for a second but I winked causing her to smile.

"It's fine babe I wasn't in a rush" she said grabbing the drink playing along. I lightly bit my lip looking at her as she took a sip through the straw.

"Thanks baby" she said in a sweet tone placing a kissing on my cheek. I opened my mouth to say something but was cut of by this Mr. Magoo lookin ass nigga.

"Aye I know you" he said smiling  facing me. "You was friends with the nigga that got kilt off a Slauson last week? What was his name? he began to snap his fingers as if he was thinking. "Ooh shit Mar..Mo.. Mook! Mook! Yeah That's it! What happened to cuh was fucked" he said sighing and shaking his head.

"Yeah it was" I said clenching my jaw. I knew he was trying to get up under my skin since I had his girl right where I wanted her.

"Malika this the nigga you wanna ignore my calls for"  he said angrily turning back to her. She sighed and rolled her eyes.

"Josh please just go" she pleaded. He ignored her and turnt towards my direction.

"You mad nigga? You big mad ain't you?" I said yelling and smiling causing her to laugh a little. I can tell I was getting under his skin because his nostrils began to flare.

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