《Color Me Crázy [Completed]》|Color Me Crazy| Chapter Twenty Five
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"Where are we going?" I asked
Carlos gripped the steering wheel "Me casa"
I hit him lightly on his arm "Boy I don't kno' what that means"
He chuckled "My home"
I looked out the window as the trees passed by "I've never been to where you stay before"
Carlos stopped at the red light "My brother was living with me Ian want to share you"
I rolled my eyes "Nxgga bye you not gonna have to share anything"
I felt the car start moving again before he took a left. I still wonder if he's being truthful about somebody coming to kidnap me, I'm not surprised because I have been with Lonelle a lot lately. I took my phone out to text him.
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Something happened, I'm with Carlos
Why yu wit dat hoe ass Nxgga?
Wym? He saved me
Mane where y'all goin?
Pls don't start shit with him Lon
Ight
His shit?
Yea
I rolled my eyes I feel like he's gonna start shit with Carlos.
"I told Lonelle about what happened, he might pop up" I told Carlos
He glanced at me "Ian surprised, y'all together now?"
I pressed my lips together "No, not really"
He nodded gripping the steering wheel hard, we pulled up to his house not to long after. I got out the car and started towards the front step behind Carlos. He had a nice ass house, I'm surprised it was as big as it was.
"Welcome to me casa" Carlos said as I walked in behind him
I looked around in awe it was so nice in here, he had marble stairs in front of it was a chandelier. I walked up to him hitting his chest.
"Boy let me find out you rich. Why you ain't take me here before?" I asked playfully
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Carlos looked me up and down slowly licking his lips "Cuz' I was waiting to trust you fully, Ian kno if you was lowkey working for Kaere for anything"
His stare gave me butterflies, I shifted to my other foot "Understandable, you trust me now then?"
He chuckled "Funny you should be askin' me that but yea Z I do. I really hope we can repair our relationship"
"I'm waiting on the food Los"
Carlos smiled "I like when you call me that, I ordered it my homie finna pull up with it"
I pulled my bottom lip in my mouth nodding. He lead me to the living room putting on SpongeBob Turing it up. I still love Carlos and I understand it was a misunderstanding, me getting shot it took me a while to come to terms with it because I didn't want it to be true, I mean I almost lost my child at least it felt like it. I'm kinda glad it was me that got hit and not Kaere he would've been dead without knowledge of his unborn child.
Carlos braces twinkles as his smile "I remembered you love SpongeBob, do you have any new show that's your favorite?"
I sat next to him on the couch smiling "Carlos I forgive you for what happened, I know it wasn't your intentions for me to get hurt. I know you might hate this child but I do want you in my life, I miss the days you comforted me when I was down you really were a best friend and I miss you around. I know you probably won't accept Lonelle & I but I am growing to love him, I know its a gang rival thing or w.e but you really should put your feelings to the side and connect with your cousin or at least be on common grounds"
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He licked his bottom lip "I'm glad that you can forgive me for that, I really want to get back on good terms with you. As far as Kaere & you I just want what's best for you, if you feel like that's Kaere then aight, I'm kool. Moni I don't hate y'all child I was just jealous it wasn't mine & Kaere's, I'm ova that though it's straight I'm cool. I'm chilling if he cool I'm cool Ion expect him to fuck with me after getting him set up"
I nodded before smiling pulling him into a hug "I really missed you, I don't ever want to get shot again cuz' that shit "
Pulling away Carlos laughed "Trust, I kno' "
The doorbell rang Carlos jogged to the front door to open it, he came back with our food and Lonelle. I was surprised Lonelle knew where Carlos lived but he is a drug lord so it make sense. I got up pulling Lonelle into a hug he placed a kiss on my head. Stepping away from him I grabbed the food from Carlos before sitting back down on the couch and stuffing my face with my burrito. From my peripheral vision I see Lonelle staring Carlos down.
"Aye Nxgga if yoh eva geht meh set up again, I will end yo shit ya heard?" Lonelle said holding his hand out
Carlos glanced at me nodding dapping him up "Heard, we cool?"
Lonelle let go and started walking towards me "Fo' ha sake"
Lonelle sat next to me pulling my leg over his rubbing small circles on my thigh. His touch had my core heating up but I chose to ignore it and focus on my food. Not too long after Carlos sat on the other side of me eating his food as SpongeBob played on the tv. I was very happy I had 2 of my favorite people next to me able to be cordial and not fighting. A couple hours later Lonelle & I headed to his apartment walking into his apartment cupped my ass cheeks I looked back at him.
"Lon" I rolled my eyes
He smirked causing his grillz to shine from the light "No attitude Mamas, yo' ass fat yoh kno' yoh like dhat shit fo' real"
I pulled the side of my bottom lip into my mouth "You're getting too cocky"
Lonelle pulled me into his chest with his lips close to my ear "Yoh kno' yoh do Ma" he placed a kiss on my neck before walking to his bedroom
I followed after him reaching into his draw grabbing a shirt, I slipped out of my clothes and threw his shirt on went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth before climbing into bed he was already in bed. Turning on my side facing him he pulled me into his chest wrapping his arms around me placing a kiss on my head, his affection caused my stomach to be filled with butterflies. I felt myself drift off to sleep with a smile on my face.
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