She Fell in love with a Thug: Deuce & Italy (4 page)

DEUCE

I looked at Venice and put my leg on her lap. She rolled her eyes, and then started to rub my leg.

“You mad at me?”
I asked her.

“No
I’m…” she paused and tossed her head back.

“What
man?”

“
I think…” she paused again, and sat my leg on the floor.

“I’m sleepy
,” she said, and held her hands out to help me up. I sucked my teeth, sat up, and then allowed her to pull me half way to my feet.

“
Pull hard,” I joked with her. I laughed as she grunted to pull me up and with one light yank I pulled her on my lap.

“Give me kiss and tell me you not mad
,” I told her as I ran my fingers through her hair. She pouted for a minute and then told me she wasn’t mad. She stood up, walked in the kitchen, and came out with two spoons and the ice cream my uncle had just bought.  We walked upstairs and got back in bed where we just chilled and ate ice-cream.

Th
e whole weekend, we chilled talked and vegged out. I was unsure that this was what love was, but at the same time I wasn’t ‘bout to fall for the trap. I made it clear to myself that she was just pussy. Once I hit and got my cash from Jay, I would never look at Ven again.        

My
unk kept his word and put me in the game. I ended business with Money and that made him very unhappy, but I ain’t care, I was stacking more paper than ever.  The weekend had come and gone and I had just paid Jay off.

I was
becoming in too deep with that girl. She had me sneaking her in to spend the night from time to time and staying up late on the phone with her. That shit wasn’t me. I looked at the phone cause I could hear her dozing off.

“Venice
, you sleep bae? I’ll see you in the morning.”

“
You taking me to school?” she asked that dumb question like I hadn’t been taking her

every
day.

“Yeah
, but why the fuck can’t I pick you up from yo’ spot? Why always at the bus stop?”               She sighed, and I could sense that she was biting her bottom lip.

“
Cuz my mom overprotective.”

“Man
, whatever go to sleep! I’ll holla at you in the AM.”

I picked
Venice up at the bus stop early as hell the next morning. So early, we had time for pancakes at IHOP. I sat across the table watching as she picked over her food. I loved the fact that she couldn’t stop smiling at me.

I knew this was bad
; Venice was catching feelings. I didn’t want to hurt her; I just didn’t want that right now. I wasn’t the lovey dubby type nigga. After seeing shit my parents went through, I wasn’t sure I ever would be. As I was dropping Venice off, this chick name, Raven, walked over to my ride.

“
What up Deuce? This yo car?” she asked, referring to the supped up Camaro I was driving.

“
Naw, it’s my uncle’s why?” I licked my lips as I looked at Raven’s thick frame and pouty lips.

“Can I go for a ride
?”

I looked over at
Venice as she stood by the car looking at me and knew this was the best way possible to show Venice that she and I were just cool. I could tell she was becoming too clingy, and I wasn't trying to wife anyone. I unlocked the door and let Raven in.

“
Hell yeah,” Raven said, nodding her head to the music. I looked over at Venice with her arms crossed over her chest and lip poked out. She was mad yeah, but I couldn’t show that I cared the least bit. I laid my seat back and pulled off.

I knew
Venice was pissed because she didn't answer her phone for two weeks. I felt like I was missing a part of me; the best part of me at that. I hit the block hoping that would make things better, but of course all I made was cash.

She was my girl
, and I knew it.  Now I just had to prove it to her without looking like a pussy.  I showed up at 3:30 and waited for her to get out of school. I watched her walk past me; she didn’t even acknowledge I was there.

“
Ven, come here!” I ordered.

“
Naw, Deuce, there goes Raven, holla at her,” she fired back.

“Man
, Ven, come here now!” I said with authority and pulled her to me.

“Stop
Deuce,” she whined, but rested her face on my chest.

“Come take a ride with me
,” I told her as I opened the door to the car.

Mad as she pretended to be
, she obliged with her arms still over her chest. She was pissed. She didn't take her book bag off and just flopped down in the seat. We rode around for a bit, and then I parked.

“Venice
, why you mad at me?”

“You
cheated on me with some low rent, dumb …!” Venice struggled to cuss and I smiled because she was such a good little girl. “I just hate you Deuce!”

“
How I cheat Ven? You not my girl.” I told her, and her face really flipped upside down. Her pretty butter pecan skin began to turn red.

“So
, why you acting like I am?” she asked.

“Man you my nigga! My best friend
and I miss you!”

“
Fuck you Deuce!” she blurted with ease, and then got out of the car.

Ugh she could piss me off
. I got out behind her and slammed the door. I pulled her in my arms.

“Fuck is wrong with you?”

“I’m in love with you,” she confessed leaving me speechless.

I stared at her for a second, not knowing what
to say. I just nodded my head and hopped in back in the car. I sighed. That was a lot to take in; even though I was feeling the same way. Once she got back in the car, I pulled off.

“Man
, Venice, you gone spend the weekend with me?”

“No
, just take me to the bus stop,” she whined as tears fell down her cheeks.

“Come on
Ven, hang with me. My mom won’t be there!”

“See she don't like
yo’ ass either,” Venice joked and wiped the tears from her face.

“Ha
ha! Naw my sister sick, so they go out of town and shit to see different doctors.” She looked away and began to stare out the window. The first read light we stopped at, I pulled her face back and kissed her.

“No
, Deuce, just take me home.”

I wasn’t try
ing to hear that bullshit! I pulled off and took her to my house. I walked inside, leaving her in the car. I knew she would follow sooner or later. It took about an hour, but she came inside.

She stormed inside
and walked up to my room. She undressed, and I tossed her a T-shirt. She didn't even look at me, she just climbed in bed. I climbed in behind her and wrapped my arms around her.

“Gone
Deuce,” she said pulling away I held her tighter and kissed her neck. She turned over and slipped her tongue in my mouth. Then she pulled away again.

“Best friends
, aye?” she said and turned back over to go to sleep..

“I love you too
,” I whispered in her ear as I closed my eyes.

Soon as I dozed off
, my phone rang.

“What
?” I shouted.

“Nigga
, you better watch that tone! I need you to go pick up the cash!” my uncle Dinero yelled through the phone.

“Man
unk.”

“
Its yo’ pop’s cash and Lee said you told him you was a man so prove that shit BOY!

“I got to do it now?”
I asked looking down at Venice already fast asleep.

“Yeah
, you don't let any nigga hold money over night! Get the fuck off yo’ lazy ass and do it!” my uncle ordered.

I kissed Venice and woke her up
. “Baby”

“What best friend!”
she said sleepily.

“Man
, you know you mine, shut the fuck up. I got to go pick up my money. I’ll be back!” I told her as I kissed her lips.

I got dressed and called
Jay to ride with me. I picked him up, and we cruised the block, picking up the cash along the way., I loved kicking back and hanging with my nigga.

“So
, what’s been up wit you nigga?” he asked and lit a blunt.

“Man
, girl Raven been hounding me.”

“That
yo’ girl?”

I damn near choked
upon hearing him ask that shit.

“
Naw, we fucked one time and she wanna be my bitch. I’m good”

“Nigga, is you booed up?” he asked jokingly. I guess the fact that I wasn’t laughing caused the smile on his face to turn upside down.

“Why the fuck you ask
?” I asked with a raised eyebrow.

“
Cuz nigga you smell like a bitch!” Jay said with a smirk.

“Nigga
, fuck you. I got a girl, but we just chillin’ for now. I told Jay as we pulled up in front of the last house. I was supposed to meet my uncle’s man, Desmond, he was the nigga that put me on.

He seemed to be a cool nigga
. He was nineteen and cocky as fuck. I stood outside the car and leaned on the trunk. This nigga was already thirty minutes late. I pulled my phone from my pocket since it had been ringing for about twenty minutes.

“
What’s up ma?”

“I’m hungry
, can I order a pizza,” Venice asked and I smiled upon hearing her voice.

“Yeah
bae, go head. Look in the closet. There is money inside  the Jordan box on the bottom. Get enough money to order what you want and I’ll be…” I paused when Desmond walked up on me.

“
Bae, I’ll hit you back.” I said dropping my phone when Desmond pulled a gun on me.

“Nigga
, is you stupid? Do you know who the fuck I am?” I asked this nigga as I stared down the barrel of his gun.

“Nigga
, you a fuckin trader. One minute you on the Money Squad, the next minute you are rolling with my fam. You a bitch nigga; with a good spot, making way too much cash.”

  I stepped back
and looked at this nigga, but mainly his gun.

“Nigga
take the money. Just put the gun up. We’ll forget this shit happened,” I said. My heart was racing, and my hands shaked as I slipped my hand around my back and reached for my gun. I watched as this nigga’s hands shook and could tell that he was unsure if he wanted to shoot me or not.

“
Yo you know why they call me Deuce?” I asked and he laughed at me.

“Man
, nigga take the cash,” I said and reached in my pocket. “You walk away, I walk away, and my uncle and my pops won’t have to know you pulled on me, you know Ali, Dinero, and Sacario.”

He sucked his teeth and cocked his gun
. He shook his head no and I took a deep breath and pulled my gun. I cocked it, but he fired before I could do anything. I stumbled backwards, feeling the bullet hit the side of my face.

I pulled my trigger
and he stood there watching me as I stumbled to the ground. The first bullet I fired went straight to the sky. I lowered my gun and aimed at this nigga; firing two more times. I watched the bullets spin him as they entered his body.

My eyes froze on him as he hit the ground. Jay jumped out the car.
Quickly he pulled me inside, and then ran to Desmond to check on him. Jay grabbed my phone from the ground and hopped in the driver’s seat and pulled off.

Jay was all hype and loud as he asked me if I was good, but I couldn’t hear much he had to say over my heart racing. I had him take me over to my uncle Lee’s house. I knew I had to be a man and deal with the situation no matter what the punishment.

I
explained to my uncle Lee once we got there how shit went down. I could instantly see the disappointment in his eyes. I didn't know if was for me or Desmond. He took the money from me and gave me 90% of it.