The Shop

I met him at the shop, the barber shop of course his brown skin beautiful, blue eyes and curly, dark brown hair caught me off guard. I had to step up my game and just ask. "Come on CC don't be a coward," I thought to myself. You only have one chance to do this right ,one chance . He sits down about 10 seats from me and gets on his phone I must be staring to hard because now he's looking back so I look away but I have to steal one more look but when I look over he's already staring . I motion him over and say "if I give you my number will you text me " and he says yes so I put my number in his phone and leave . Thirty minutes feel like an hour but finally he texts me and says "this the guy from the shop " and I reply trying to keep my cool , "hey wassup " .Three weeks later I'm helping him pull a lick definition "rob some body ", I never thought I'd be doing this but he claims he loves me and this is best for the both of us .God tell me why I'm doing this I think as I put the white mask on .We walk into the bank and he says put your hands up and nobody gets hurt , and he tells me to put the money in the bags so thats what I do because he loves me and he's my everything by the time I fill up my third bag I hear gun shots and turn around too see my love on the floor bleeding out ,and a cop standing above him .I drop the bags of cash and rush towards him , crying I say please stay with me babe , don't die on me please, I love you .Mean while the cop calls for back up but I pay him no mind , because a piece of me is dying inside of my arms .As tears fall down my cheek , my love from the shop is getting colder ,he pulls me towards him and says I did it for us and then his breath is no more , that's it , that's all , how could you die on me , we were supposed to be together forever .The police arrive and take me into custody all I can think about is my loves dead body , and how he said he did this for us .The investigators interrupt my thought process by asking me these three questions .How did you get involved , What connections did you have with him , and Where did you meet . All I can say is "it started at the shop" but that's all they get out of me before I swallow the pill he gave me in the car before we pulled the hit , And then it's over and I'm back at the shop , why am I back at the shop? Why is he walking in again acting like he doesn't know me ? Then it hits me , he doesn't know me and it's not meant for me to know him .The pill gave me a chance , a chance to start over and that's exactly what I do. A chance to start over with him , he sits down oh he's just the way I remember him .I sit and wonder what to say to him , should I say "hey babe , we should've never rob that bank" , or "hey do you remember when we first met " ,ughh of course he doesn't remember me , this is so frustrating . I lean back and think about all the times leading up too that robbery and I think maybe just maybe I can save him , and do this one thing for us. Finally I get up walk over too him and say hey ,he looks up from his phone and says wassup , I reply and say give me your phone please, he hands me his phone and I put my number in it hand him his phone back and walk out the door . Just like last time he texts me thirty minutes later. We talk about the same stuff and ,three weeks later he's driving me back to the bank to pull a lick , claiming it's going to be an easy job in and out and no one gets hurt .I have to make a quick decision let him die that horrible death again or tell him that its not worth it , we'll make the money some other way or tell him if you walk through that door today you won't ever come back through it except for in a body bag . I go with my second option and I tell him babe let's just drive away ,after arguing he finally agrees and as he pulls off an pick up truck hits the driver's side I look over and not again , babe wake up ,this it not happening again . Where's the pill , where's the pill , I look through his car frantically and finally find it in his pocket and put it in my mouth swallow it and boom I'm back in the same shop , he's walking through that same door again ,and sits in the same exact chair .I'm tired of this maybe I should just walk out now , leave him alone atleast I know he'd still be alive without me in his life but no I try again . I walk up to him take his phone put my number in leave 3 weeks later he's dead again . I try five more times and the last try right before we get out the car to pull the lick he says I feel like I've done this before and someone's going to die and I say yes , I know ,that some one is you before he can respond I shoot him ,take the pill .Walk out the shop and never return .To this day I haven't set foot in that shop. The shop where my past haunts me and my love will never be , I did it for us. So you can be free.