Chapter 196
he was coming with some haymakers, but I had boxed amateurly. And was doubling up on him. My hits must’ve been too hard, because he grabbed me, locking us up. That’s when I punished him, delivering powerful blows to his ribcage.
While I was giving him body shots, Too Low put me in a head-lock, forcing me to body slam him onto the floor.
That nigga still didn’t lose his grip, and was now choking the shit out of me.
Up until this, I thought that we were just fighting like two men.
No pistol play. But this petty nigga was trying to cut o$ my air supply.
Still, I didn’t panic. I knew that I had my heat on me, and could pull that muthafucka out, if I deemed it necessary.
But I hadn’t come there to kill the nigga, and I was only taking it there as a last resort.
So I kept working on that ribcage, until that nigga
released me, and was doubling over in pain.
That’s when I climbed to my feet, breathing heavy as fuck. “We didn’t even have to go there, nigga.”
Too Low scrambled to his feet, while his chest heaved up and down. “Nigga, I aint trying to hear that shit. A fair fade is the least I could give you. You really had the audacity to show up here, trying to make demands and shit. Just couldn’t leave well enough alone.”
I shook my head. “I was just trying to avoid all the bullshit. We aint gotta be friends or nothing, and I know that I swerved over into your lane. But she with me now. And I just want that to be respected, and we can all move on with our lives.”
He snarled. “Nigga, you don’t even believe the shit you saying.
It’s just dawning on you how fucked up this shit is.
I been with that girl since she was thirteen.
She knows my whole family, just like I know hers.
We accumulated shit together, because we had a life together.
And now, you wanna control our interactions, because her dealing with me will awaken them insecurities.
And the shit was on your mind so tough that you showed up over here,