Hustlin' ( Completed )

Chapter 2: The Beginning

I Woke up to a bad ass hangover and to the sound of someone knocking on my front door. As I stumble out of bed, I instantly notice a Gucci Duffle bag filled with money. Immediately i grab it and throw it into the closet. As i walk to the door with nothing but a wife beater and a thong on i opened the door and im greeted by my bitches Niarre and Zuri. " Hey Bitch" Niarre said, and walked straight in. " what's up with you boo? And Why you aint answer when i called ya stanking ass?" Zuri Asked.

     Irraited I Reply " Girl it's to early in the morning for that shit, and I aint answer cause I was obviously sleep bitch." I walked back inside my bedroom and sat on my bed and my friends followed eventually. As I picked up my iPhone I noticed that I had 12 missed calls and 8 text messages. Of course the calls was from Niarre and Zuri Nutty ass and the messages was from some niggas from the club last night. Before I could clear all my notifications the song Neva End By Future Played and that meant my boyfriend was calling. I answered " Hello?". " Goodmorning Ma, Wassup Witchu?" Donte Said. As I looked back at my friends they already knew it was Donte by the expressing on my face. This Man was the love of my life and the reason I got half of the stuff I own. He was a heavy drug dealer on 52nd And Chestnut, And my babe always stayed strapped.

    Thinking about him just got my panties damp, Trust and believe he Got That Good Good Dick, got that type of dick that will get a bitch Sprung! As i Reply to his current question i begin to smile. " oh, babe im fine". "True, how you like ya duffle bag?". Looking inside the closet i reply" I love it, & thank you baby". He laughs, " i bet you do, I love you ma and slide through later iight?" Quickly replying" oh, you know I will& I love you more Daddy". As their conversation ends, her friends immediately start asking questions. Zuri was the first to ask" bitch is you sharing that bread likeeee? As i busted out laughing, my door bell rings. I wonder who the fuck is that. Walking up to the door, I look out the window & I see a white benz Parked behind my car in the drive way. That white benz means it could be only one person, and its to early for the bullshit. As i open the door my ex Juwan, is standing there with a all white Amani Exchange Outfit on and some fresh prada's on his feet. While he standing there with this dumb as look on his face. I stare at him in disbelief that this nigga is really standing in my door way knowing I cant stand his ass. In disgust I ask him" what the fuck do you want?". He Responds" I came here to apolgize for last night, I didn't mean to come off like that." As im looking at his sorry ass, i replay the situation back in my head. Oh hell naw , this nigga got the game fucked up! Let me go get my fucking bat!