All Mye Queen's Men, Chronicles of Love - Volume I (55 page)

"Alright
watch
your
damn
mouth,
both
of
you.
 
You're
talking
about
my
woman."
 
Paul
warned.

"Well
actually
she
was
my
woman
long
before
she
was
yours."
Logic
interjected.

"Technically,
she's
anybodies
woman
right
now."
 
Teddy
added.

"What?
 
Stop
fucking
playing,
Bear.
 
Matter
of
fact
all
three
of
you
niggas
can
suck
my
big
dick.
 
Queen
is
still
mine.
 
So,
y’all
need
to
stop
fucking
playing,
before
somebody
gets
fucked
up
in
here."

Teddy,
Logic
and
Dorian
all
were
silent
and
then
they
simultaneously
burst
into
robust
laughter.
 

"This
nigga
is
mad
as
a
mother
fucka.
 
Look
at
him
swelling
up
and
turning
green
with
envy.
 
Looking
like
the
fucking
Hulk.
 
Nigga
ain't
nobody
going
to
fuck
with
Queen."
 
Dorian
laughed.

"Speak
for
your
fucking
self.
 
I've
been
waiting
patiently
for
my
shot
at
being
the
King"
 
Teddy
joked
as
he
gave
Logic
dap.

"You
got
that
shit
right.
  Y’all
my
boys
and
shit,
but
we're
talking
about
Mye
Queen.
If
God
created
a
finer
pussy
he
kept
it
as
a
prototype."
Logic
teased
as
he
slapped
hands
with
Teddy
again.

"Okay,
so
the
shit
is
funny.
 
I
get
it.
 
Tee-
hee-
hee.
 
Now
can
we
get
back
to
figuring
out
how
to
convince
Queen
that
I
didn't
do
this
shit
intentionally."

"Our
bad.
 
We
were
just
trying
to
lighten
the
mood."
 
Logic
apologized.
 
"Look,
I
think
I
have
something.
 
Does
Queen
have
a
key
to
your
truck?"

"Of
course
she
does.
 
Why?"

"Queen
lost
her
keys.
 
She
tore
her
purse
apart
the
other
night
looking
for
them.
 
She
also
misplaced
a
scarf
that
was
in
her
bag.
 
She
was
going
to
use
it
to
tie
her
hair
up
with
or
some
shit.
 
She
seemed
pretty
upset
about
it.
 
She
said
her
mom
gave
it
to
her.
 
So
what
are
the
chances?"

"That
has
to
be
it.
 
I
bet
I
know
exactly
where
they
are."
 
Paul
said
as
he
grabbed
his
truck
keys
to
return
to
the
scene
of
the
crime.
 
"Come
with
me.
 
I'm
going
to
need
witnesses
for
this
bull
ass
shit."

They
followed
him
to
the
truck.
 
Just
like
he
suspected
Queen's
scarf
and
her
keys
were
on
the
floor
of
the
back
seat
of
Paul's
truck.

"Here
they
are.
 
Right
fucking
here
were
Zoey
left
them.
 
I
knew
this
scarf
smelled
just
like
Queen.
 
That's
why
I
thought
she
was
Queen."
 

"How
the
fuck
did
Zoey
get
a
hold
of
Queen's
scarf
and
her
keys?"
Teddy
asked.

"The
three
of
us
have
a
class
together.
 
Maybe
Zoey
stole
it
from
her
purse
during
class."
 
Logic
replied.

"Maybe,
but
Zoey
and
Queen
are
like
oil
and
fuckin
water
and
that
shit
just
don't
mix.
 
I
can't
see
Queen
allowing
Zoey
to
get
that
close."
 
Dorian
chimed
in.

"That
fucking
little
sneaky
bitch.
 
She
was
behind
us
in
line
in
the
cafeteria
when
I
was
teasing
Queen
about
the
scarf.
 
I
told
Queen
that
I
didn't
want
to
see
that
damn
scarf
again
unless
she
was
tying
me
up
with
it.
 
That
psycho
slut
must
have
over
heard
us
and
somehow
stole
Queen
’
s
scarf.
 
Unfucking
believable."

"So,
now
what?"
Dorian
asked.

"I
got
to
talk
to
Queen.
 
I
got
to
tell
her
what
really
happened.
 
I
finally
have
the
proof
I
need."
 
Paul
said
as
he
grabbed
his
phone
and
attempted
to
call
Queen.

"Don't
even
waste
your
time
or
your
minutes
playa."
 
Logic
confided.
 
"Queen's
not
going
to
pick
up."

"Okay
then
you
call
her.
 
She'll
pick
up
if
she
sees
it
you."
 
Paul
demanded.

"Come
on
man.
 
Don't
put
me
in
the
middle
of
this
shit.
 
She
doesn't
even
know
I'm
here.
 
In
fact
she'd
be
as
mad
as
hell
if
she
found
out
I
was
even
talking
to
you.
 
My
house
is
a
safe
haven
for
her
right
now.
 
Let's
leave
it
that
way."