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closing down shop for a couple of days. I need you and Chino to check on the other spots to make sure everything’s straight. Also, I’m putting forty stacks up on them niggas’ heads. You said it was four of’ em right?” Chino and Dub nodded. “Well that’s ten stacks a head!” Rock walked in as I was talking. “If y’all hear, see, or need anything hit us up.”
“Aight Boss!” Chino fired up a blunt. He and Dub dapped Rock up and left to go find out who was responsible for tampering with my shit.
“So how we gonna handle this?” Rock asked as we sat down at the kitchen table.
“Forty stacks is in the air my nigga. All we gotta do is sit back and wait for the first one to step up.” I lit up a blunt, hit it two times and passed it to Rock.
“Sup with you and ol’ girl?” Rock inhaled for a few seconds and released a cloud of smoke into the air.
“Shit, I’m still fighting for her stubborn ass. She still pissed about the engagement and shit but she still tryna fuck with a nigga; talking ‘bout give her a lil more time. I respect her enough to do that but that don’t mean I’ma keep a dry dick waiting on her though. I’ma still do me,” I honestly stated. I’m a man. I do what niggas do. I was going to give her time, but I would definitely be doing what the fuck I wanted to do in the process.
“What about JaMel and his brother? You think they still good for business. I mean, that nigga Jay had some animosity built up in his chest at that fake ass engagement party of ur’s… nigga you know damn well you ain’t bout to murry Erica.” We both fell out laughing.
Rock couldn’t believe I had spent over 100 stacks on that engagement party. Hell, I couldn’t believe that shit either but that’s the type of shit Taysia made a nigga do. I needed her to see another woman standing in her position. That right there had her ass feeling some type of way.
“Shit, business is business. Long as them niggas stay in their lane and money is still rolling in, then everything’s Gucci!” Rock and I chilled for a few and then parted ways. Right now all we had to do was wait on that phone call from Chino and Dub.
CHAPTER 11
KIRA
When I woke up the next morning for work, I realized that Rock wasn’t in bed with me. I checked my phone and he hadn’t called nor texted, so I went in the guest room to check on Rahley. I opened the door slightly and saw Rock lying beside her, sleeping so peacefully. I didn’t want to wake them but Rahley needed to get up for daycare. After I finished getting myself ready, I went in and gently pulled Rahley from under him and took her with me to my bedroom so that I could get her ready for daycare. I bathed her then put on her clothes. I did her long pretty hair in two pig tails, and put a pink ribbon on each one. Leaving Rock sound asleep, I dropped Rahley off at daycare and headed to work. I was ready to get these eight hours over with. I had been a teacher for two years and I was already tired of this shit.
When the bell rang at 3:30, I almost beat my students out of the classroom. I locked up my room and headed to my car. When I got to my car, all of my tires were sitting on four flats. If Rock’s baby mama had anything to do with this shit, I was going to fuck her up. I called his phone immediately.
“Yeah,” he answered.
“Come pick me up from work! Somebody slashed all four of my tires.” I hung up the phone. I was mad as hell.
“Damn, Mrs. Mitchell, somebody out to get yo ass,” one of my students named Jawaan said as he walked by.
“Curse again, Jawaan and I’m writing yo’
“Aight Boss!” Chino fired up a blunt. He and Dub dapped Rock up and left to go find out who was responsible for tampering with my shit.
“So how we gonna handle this?” Rock asked as we sat down at the kitchen table.
“Forty stacks is in the air my nigga. All we gotta do is sit back and wait for the first one to step up.” I lit up a blunt, hit it two times and passed it to Rock.
“Sup with you and ol’ girl?” Rock inhaled for a few seconds and released a cloud of smoke into the air.
“Shit, I’m still fighting for her stubborn ass. She still pissed about the engagement and shit but she still tryna fuck with a nigga; talking ‘bout give her a lil more time. I respect her enough to do that but that don’t mean I’ma keep a dry dick waiting on her though. I’ma still do me,” I honestly stated. I’m a man. I do what niggas do. I was going to give her time, but I would definitely be doing what the fuck I wanted to do in the process.
“What about JaMel and his brother? You think they still good for business. I mean, that nigga Jay had some animosity built up in his chest at that fake ass engagement party of ur’s… nigga you know damn well you ain’t bout to murry Erica.” We both fell out laughing.
Rock couldn’t believe I had spent over 100 stacks on that engagement party. Hell, I couldn’t believe that shit either but that’s the type of shit Taysia made a nigga do. I needed her to see another woman standing in her position. That right there had her ass feeling some type of way.
“Shit, business is business. Long as them niggas stay in their lane and money is still rolling in, then everything’s Gucci!” Rock and I chilled for a few and then parted ways. Right now all we had to do was wait on that phone call from Chino and Dub.
CHAPTER 11
KIRA
When I woke up the next morning for work, I realized that Rock wasn’t in bed with me. I checked my phone and he hadn’t called nor texted, so I went in the guest room to check on Rahley. I opened the door slightly and saw Rock lying beside her, sleeping so peacefully. I didn’t want to wake them but Rahley needed to get up for daycare. After I finished getting myself ready, I went in and gently pulled Rahley from under him and took her with me to my bedroom so that I could get her ready for daycare. I bathed her then put on her clothes. I did her long pretty hair in two pig tails, and put a pink ribbon on each one. Leaving Rock sound asleep, I dropped Rahley off at daycare and headed to work. I was ready to get these eight hours over with. I had been a teacher for two years and I was already tired of this shit.
When the bell rang at 3:30, I almost beat my students out of the classroom. I locked up my room and headed to my car. When I got to my car, all of my tires were sitting on four flats. If Rock’s baby mama had anything to do with this shit, I was going to fuck her up. I called his phone immediately.
“Yeah,” he answered.
“Come pick me up from work! Somebody slashed all four of my tires.” I hung up the phone. I was mad as hell.
“Damn, Mrs. Mitchell, somebody out to get yo ass,” one of my students named Jawaan said as he walked by.
“Curse again, Jawaan and I’m writing yo’
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