LEMONADE|| Keith Powers

Chapter 47: I Don't Belong to You

"You think I'm playing with you, I'll fucking hurt you Josie" he choked me again and began shaking me. "STOP IT" I screamed pushing him. I stood there catching my breath from everything. He hovered back over me "You know Kannon? He asked

I swallowed a lump of spit in my throat, nervous to tell him. "Hm? He yelled. How did he know him?

I couldn't speak I was utterly scared. "Josie you think this shit is a game right now, you must take me for a fucking joke. Do you fucking know him? He hit the wall making me jump.

"Yes," I admitted moving to the side. He shook his head "You're so fucking fast. You know he's a pimp, right? and had I not ran into him on time he would've finessed you and sold your ass or had you selling your pussy on the corner. You could've got hurt" he yelled. I looked into his eyes for a second. I didn't know if he cared or not.

"You don't fucking care, so stop acting like you do. You only care when it's convenient" I spoke

"Josie shut the fuck, I beat that niggas ass for talking crazy about you. Yeah, Kannon" he mentioned surprising me.

"Okay, but you're the only one that gets to talk to me crazy right? I rolled my eyes

"Yup! You're fucking right because your ass always doing something or saying something no one asked you about. Don't forget I killed those niggas that kidnapped with you in my arms so don't tell me I don't care, with your ungrateful ass. I had to pay them to let you go almost putting my life in danger" he said.

"The fuck, I'm doing all this shit for a bitch I'm not fucking for a bitch I don't even love. A bitch that's not even family" he spat.

My heart dropped hearing all of this.

I was shocked at what I heard but that didn't take away from how I felt. Knowing that I was brought back creeped the hell out of me and then he says all that to say a bitch he doesn't even love? I don't want this guy to love me. A bitch that's not even family? But wants to use my family for his benefit? I didn't ask for any of this shit. Yes, a job strictly being his assistant but he wanted to complicate things and make me play his fiancé to save his ass.

"But I'm trippin, I'm the bad guy," he said.

"I'm risking my life too, daily dealing with this shit." I yelled "I didn't fucking ask for this. You think I meant to crash into your car and to be finessed into one of your schemes with your scheming ass family. You think I really wanted my peace of mind to tarnished for you?

"You got the wrong fucking one, you better watch what you say to me" he grabbed my arm. "Or what?? You'll fucking hit me? I yelled.

"You know what we can talk about it" he grabbed my arm. "Ricky get the fuck off me" I yelled

"SHUT UP" he yelled. He forcibly pushed me down on the seat scooting in front of me. I was still in shock at his aggression trying to catch my breath.

"Didn't I tell you? You better not be on some flyer. Huh? I knew you were up to some shit but I didn't want to think the worst of you. Like how you all of a sudden started buying high-end clothing and how weird you were acting and come to find out you work at another club. Wow!" He turned his iPad showing me the pictures of me. I rolled my eyes not look there were pictures of me in my uniform holding bottles in my hand. Who was I kidding thinking I wouldn't get caught?

"Don't fucking roll your eyes at me" He gritted his teeth.

"I feel disrespected; I can't trust you anymore. The fact that you tried to overthink me is hysterical. I know everyone how long did you think before you were going to get caught? He asked me.