Free Justify My Thug by Wahida Clark Page A

different. I ran my fingers across my husband’s handsome face. He was only gone for a couple of days but I swear it seemed like forever. I missed him lying in the bed next to me.
    â€œSo, are you still mad at me? You still want your divorce?” I kissed him softly on the lips. “And do you still think I wouldn’t have told you about Tasha and Kyron if I knew?” I looked in his eyes for his answer.
    â€œNah. I’m not mad at you anymore.” He pressed his lips against mine and slipped his tongue in my mouth. We tangled our tongues until I came up for air. “I thought you said you missed me?” my baby teased.
    â€œI do but let’s save some for our bedroom. And don’t try to get off the subject. Answer me, Kaylin.”
    â€œWhy we got to save some good fuckin’ for the bedroom? We got enough to go around.”
    â€œBoy, stop being so greedy. Answer me and tell me about the trip.”
    â€œNo, I don’t want a divorce. And I won’t answer the other question. I gotta hold something over your head.”
    â€œStop playin’ with me Kaylin. Now tell me about the trip.” As soon as I said that, his forehead wrinkled up. “Was it that bad?” My heart rate sped up.
    â€œWhat part of the bad news you want first?”
    â€œOh shit.” I put my hands over both of my ears. “None of it. I don’t want to know none of it.” And I didn’t. Tasha and her drama, I could deal with. But the possibility of my cousin being dead, that was just … unfathomable.
    He gently moved my hands away from my ears. “Well, I think you need to hear this.”
    I damn near held my breath because I knew that what I was getting ready to hear was not going to make me feel good.
KAYLIN
    I swear I didn’t want to be the bearer of bad news to my baby. Kyra and Angel were not only first cousins but they were like best friends.
    â€œTrae went snooping around Marvin’s old hangout, talking to his cousins. They told him that Marvin was gettin’ jacked while Kyra and Aisha were in the car and that niggas was blastin’.” Angel gasped and covered her mouth with both hands. I gently removed them and held her hands into mine. “Baby, don’t go jumping to conclusions because no bodies were found and Trae is looking into that.”
    â€œThen why haven’t we heard from her? And what about Aisha talking about her mother is dead?” Red got choked up.
    â€œI don’t know baby. It’s possible that some foul shit went down, we just don’t know what. But like I said, no bodies have turned up.”
    â€œKaylin, we talkin’ about the streets. We talkin’ about Marvin. A body may never turn up. And speaking of Marvin, where is he? Why hasn’t anyone heard from him? What did he do to my cousin?” Angel burst into tears.
    â€œWe don’t know what’s up yet, baby. Hope to have some answers for you soon.”
    That’s all I could say at the moment. I hugged my wife as she sobbed quietly in my chest. I kept thinking about Trae. I couldn’t shake my thoughts of him. This nigga was a walking powder keg. I know him. I just hoped he wouldn’t do anything that I wouldn’t be able to get him out of.
ANGEL
    As I sat up in bed staring down at my husband sleeping peacefully, I couldn’t shake the haunting thought that Kyra may be dead. Damn. Were we so caught up in our own bullshit that we ignored the signs? Why didn’t I hear her cry for help? What kind of cousin am I that I didn’t even check on her or wonder why I hadn’t heard from her in months? I covered my mouth as the tears rolled down my cheeks. I feared the worst, and the sad part is we couldn’t place all of the blame on Marvin. We all could share the blame equally. Each and every one of us was so caught up in our own separate little worlds. We were so disillusioned by the notion that we had gotten ourselves