21 - Jellikit

~Slade’s Point of View~

“Why won’t she talk to me,” I barked to Goldie, as we stepped inside.

“She thinks it’s because of the ring and it probably was, he saw the ring and figured she was loaded,” he said.

I ran my hand through my hair and grunted. Fuck.

“I was right there just as soon as he got close to her, but who would have thought someone would be dumb enough to rob someone on a crowded sidewalk,” he said, scoffing.

They don’t care if they think they can make some money. Anybody can be robbed anywhere.

I immediately felt sick, terrified she would leave me. She’d say she can’t live like this, in this world. Fuck it, I’d sell this house and move into a small apartment in a heartbeat if it meant keeping her by my side. The money doesn’t mean a damn thing to me if it means losing her.

Nothing means anything to me if she’s not by my side.

My mind flashed to how many times we’d made love this week, unprotected. I said a quick silent prayer about that, maybe it was selfish. But