It's A Thug Thing

Chapter 7

::T'Ayla Above::

October 18, 2030

£Alonte£

These past few days Lani hasn't been herself. Shit I haven't either. Reason being, it's around the time our 1st child together would have been born, ya know the one that died cause of Taya's ass.

"Baby, you gotta eat" I said for the 3rd time as we pulled into the trap. A weird thing about Lani, even though she's not herself, she still wants to work, but her depression just makes these late payers death worse.

"I'm not hungry Lonte" She said. I sighed as we got out. She hooked her arm with mine, and leaned on me.

We walked in, and Harlem ran to her.

"How's my pumpkin?" She asked Lani. Lani just shrugged. She let go and sat with Harlem.

I got the files needed for these Mexican niggas who obviously just found out what America was.

"Yo L man, you good?" Quan asked. Zay was behind him, with Von behind him.

"I'm making it" I said lowly. "Lani's taking it the hardest tho" I said. They walked out, and I looked at the picture of the ultrasound on my desk.

"Well if you need us, then we got you" Zay said.

"Thanks" They closed the door, and I sat back.

£Leilani£

"Harlem, I'm good" I said.

"No you aren't" she said. I shrugged and laid on her lap.

"You're bringing the mood down with your little attitude" Traylynn's ass said walking over.

"Man, back up, I don't like you" I said.

"I don't care, you sitting here like your dog just died or something"

"Can you please leave us alone" Harlem asked.

"Just tell me why you look like that damn"

"Traylynn, today is not the day, back the fuck up" I said. I'm already acting like a bitch, she just making things worse.

"Quit acting like somebody kidnapped your child or some shit, bitch" I got up and I punched her in the mouth.

"Keep talking if you want" I said. Then she had to the nerve to hit me back.

£Ja'Quan£

"Aye, Quan, get down here, you too Lonte" Harlem yelled. Everyone ran downstairs, and Lani was on top of Lynn. Shit.

"Leilani, get off" L said trying to pry her off of Lynn.

We finally got them separated, and I sat Lynn down in my office.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" I asked handing her tissues. Lani busted her nose, and lip, but all around fucked her ass up.

"Nothing, she hit me first" Lynn said nonchalantly. That's some Kindergarten shit.

"Did you continue to mess with her after she told you to stop?" I asked. I heard Lani ask her to back up.

"Yes"

"And why not?" I asked.

"Cause she got this funky lil attitude"

"But she ain't say shit to yo ass" I said.

"Why are you taking up for her? Y'all fucking or something?" She asked. This bitch.

"Bitch, the fuck? No, she's married, and I am too, plus I don't look or feel for her like" I said.