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       Confessions
       By: BigBossJay Date: July 17, 2019, 12:30 pm
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       Rome rolled over in bed, expecting to wrap his arms around
       Amiya's waist and pull her close to him. Instead, he felt her
       cold pillow. Slowly, he woke up and looked around the bedroom.
       Rome. Baby?
       He heard shuffling from the kitchen and pushed the covers back.
       He checked his phone and paused at a text from Kareem's
       grandmother, Trish.
       Trish.:. Call me ASAP.
       Without another thought, Rome called Trish and slipped his
       pajama pants over his naked body while the phone rang. It felt
       like forever before she picked up with a huff.
       Trish. Hey, Jerome.
       Rome. Hey, I got your text. Is Kareem okay?
       Trish. He's fine, I'm sorry I worried you...his mama isn't,
       though.
       Rome looked confused.
       Rome. What you mean?
       Trish. Jerome...a whole lot has happened since you left.
       Rome. I'm sorry I haven't been around for Kareem, I just been so
       focused trying to get this restaurant and whatnot.
       Trish. It's fine, you know I understand and support it.
       Rome. What's going on with her, though?
       Trish. She fell in with some boy, started dropping Kareem off
       with me more and more. I was going through his bag about 6
       months ago and...Jerome, I found cocaine in it.
       Rome immediately felt his ears get hot.
       Rome. You fuckin' serious?
       Trish. Very. I confronted her about it, we argued. I told her I
       wasn't gon' let her take my grandson around that nonsense so she
       needed to get herself cleaned up...that was the last I heard
       from her.
       Rome. Wait, wait...you ain't heard from her in 6 months?
       Trish. Yes.
       Rome. Why you just now calling me, Miss Trish? I could have been
       sending money or something to help out.
       Trish. I didn't want to worry you.
       Rome. That's my son, I'm gonna worry regardless. You said he was
       good anytime I called.
       Trish. He is, baby...I'm calling now because money is getting
       tight on me.
       Rome sighed. He'd wanted to get Kareem down to Aventura for a
       while, but with the food truck, his new situation with Cash, and
       his shaky relationship with Amiya, he couldn't find the right
       time to set up a trip.
       Rome. Look, I'm gonna CashApp you some money. Stay by your
       phone, I'm gon' figure something out.
       Trish. Don't stress yourself, sweetie, if I knew you were going
       to freak out, I would have never reached out.
       Rome. No, you're fine. You did the right thing. Just stay by the
       phone, and if she comes back, don't let her around my son. I'll
       call you soon.
       Rome hung up and rubbed his head roughly. The door popped open
       and he looked up to see Amiya poking her head in.
       Amiya. You okay? I heard you from the kitchen.
       Rome. I had to call Trish. That bitch somewhere doing cocaine.
       Amiya. What?
       Rome. Money getting tight for them, I'm gon' send her some
       money...but, I'm thinking about moving them down here so I can
       be closer to him.
       Rome reached out, holding her hands.
       Rome. I can get them a little apartment nearby, and of course I
       would be helping on bills for them.
       A thought rushed Rome's mind and he squinted his eyes, shaking
       his head.
       Rome. I got something else to tell you, too. A few weeks back, I
       started working for this guy that Jeremy knows. A dude named
       Cassius...that's where all the extra money has been coming from.
       I'm not touching no drugs or women...but, I'm using the truck
       and eventually the restaurant to wash money for him. -sigh- I'm
       sorry I didn't tell you before now, I just didn't know how to
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       Re: Confessions
       By: deHamm Date: July 18, 2019, 12:32 am
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       Amiya. Oh..
       Amiya paused as she thought about everything that had just come
       out of his mouth. She could tell by the look on his face that he
       was caught between a rock and a hard place, and she didn't know
       which one she was. As she ran back through what he'd said
       mentally, she frowned slightly.
       Amiya. Wait. What?
       She watched as he sighed then he began to repeat himself.
       Rome. I said I'm cleanin money.....
       She cut him off and and shook her head.
       Amiya. Na.. I heard that... Who's moving down here?... Kareem
       and...?
       Rome. And Trish... I'll have to help them with bills and shit..
       But they coming down here.
       Amiya nodded. Her original thought didn't make any sense, so she
       had to clarify.
       Amiya. Oh.. Okay... I uhh.. I made breakfast... You hungry?
       Rome looked at her slightly confused as she backed up toward the
       door..
       Amiya. I made your pancakes and sausage like you like...
       She smirked slightly as he stood up and reached out grabbing her
       by her hand again.
       Rome. Stop.. That's it? You aint got nothing to say?
       Amiya stopped and thought about her next words to him. In
       retrospect, he'd been holding this extra business from her for
       longer than a few weeks. She bit the side of her lip then she
       sighed slightly rolling her eyes a bit.
       Amiya. What you want me to say?
       He looked at her slightly confused.
       Rome. Say somethin... Ion wanna hear about this shit later and
       it be some fuckin argument for no reason...
       They stared at each other for a moment. She knew he was
       expecting a much larger reaction to his news, but she didn't
       have it in her to give. She had already woken up in a great
       mood, and she didn't want to kill it over an argument that she
       viewed as a lose lose situation. Since her Aunt Nene died, all
       she wanted was peace. She knew one way or another Kareem would
       eventually get to Aventura, and she knew the food truck didn't
       pick up as much business as it did basically overnight.
       Amiya. Look... I knew you was gon send for Kareem eventually. I
       just didn't know when.. And I'm not nor would I ever trip about
       makin adjustments for him... If that's on your mind go ahead and
       kill it.. I'm comin behind Jo and Kareem the same way. Period.
       She paused for a moment then she sighed thinking about his extra
       hustle on the side.
       Amiya. And as far as the food truck? -shakes head- Jerome....
       Your food is bomb as fuck but I knew the route change wasn't
       pulling in that much extra cash... It just happened too easy...
       Hell. Aint nothing ever been easy our whole relationship... Plus
       I know you....
       In her mind, somethings they just couldn't escape from, his
       confessions of his illicit activities served as her realization.
       "Bein clean was fun while it lasted.." Rome frowned slightly at
       her.
       Rome. If you so cool about it, why you lookin like that?
       Amiya. Rome.. I aint say I was cool with it.. I actually was
       hoping we left all that shit in Carver City... But -shrug- I
       guess not. Old habits die hard, and I get it....  I don't know
       what else to say though..
       He sighed hard and she touched the side of his face.
       Amiya. Look.. I love you... And I trust you.. I trust you to
       watch your step. And to walk through that door every night
       because we gon be waiting for you.. The three of us..
       He stared at her for a moment, and she watched as he licked his
       lips placing his hands on her waist.
       Amiya. C'mon.. The foods getting cold...
       Rome. Where Jo?
       Amiya. Still sleep..
       Rome. Oh.. We got some time... I wanna show you something..
       Amiya. The food...
       Rome. Is gon be there... We got a microwave..
       He leaned down and kissed her pulling her body into his. She
       wrapped her arms around his neck and allowed herself to fall
       with him as he took a dive on the bed. His hands slipped under
       her robe, and they had another replay of last night... She was
       no stranger to situations she couldn't control, and she was no
       stranger to surprises, but she was learning to accept what she
       couldn't change. Ever since she'd met him, he knew how to make
       money, make moves, and get under her skin in more ways that one,
       and to this day, he still had all three down without missing a
       beat.
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