On my way back to our building I couldn't stop looking at her. For her to be young she was on her shit. She reminded me a lot of myself when I was young. Hungry for that money. I didn't have much of shit my mama worked two jobs just to get by. I started selling weed when I was 14 with Twan he's the closest thing to a brother I got. I was young and spending all my lil money on mike's and clothes. As I got older I learned that it wasn't about that shit. By the time I was 19 I was selling whatever ah mfer was smoking with Twan right by my side. Then by my 21st birthday Twan and I was them niggas! Bitches were falling in our laps. we had the money and clothes and shoes.
I was in a fake serious relationship with my ex for about a year and a half but of course I was still out fucking other bitches they saw money and dived in head first but she knew the game so I stuck with her crazy ass. Me her and Twan had decided to bump our shit up. No more selling dime and nickel bags or selling off eight balls. Her dad was in jail and knew a connect with some fye ass dope so we started moving weight for him and eventually we decided to leave him after he showed us the game we meet a even better connect in Jamaica he had some shit I tested on this lil cluck and she said the shit was worth fucking with so from there we made a name for our self we was a team. We made a promise that nobody else was welcome to this stain. With hard work and dedication we created a system that worked for us we had niggas on almost every block either selling weed or dope. Even though I got money I always stayed humble and gave back
"It's your light" She said breaking me out of my thoughts
"I was just thinking how I passed up this great meal from White Palace."
"Whatever this meal gone make up for it " She said causing me to chuckle a little.
We had finally made it to the crib and I told her I'll be down in a minute I wanted to change in to something comfortable and she said she wanted to do the same.
I threw on a white t-shirt and some black jogging pants with some black socks and my Nike house shoes. It took me about 30-35 minutes to change into something and call a couple of my lil thots backs. Then I texted shorty:
Me- I'm on my way down
Her- the door open I'm about to jump in the shower your food cooking
Me- u need me to join u?
Her- U so nasty ✋
Me- Don't be asking me later then... I'm about to walk in
I knocked on her door as common courtesy. When I walked in the smell of the food hit me right on the face. I couldn't wait to taste it and her.
"Make yourself comfortable. The remote should be on the table and it should be something you like to drink in the fridge." I heard her say from the bathroom.
"I got chu shorty but what u burning?"
"Burning? You crazy this meal gone change yo life. But I'm cooking steak fried asparagus with shredded cheese melted over it and a loaded baked potato." She said loud enough for me to hear her from the bathroom
"Okay you might have some skills."
"Yeah yeah what ever punk"
I made my way back to the couch after grabbing a bottle of water and turned on the TV and a notification came across the screen that said 'Love & HipHop' was done recording
"So shorty you watch that goofy ass Love and HipHop shit huh?"
"That's my show and don't look at me I left my shorts in my room." She came speed walking out the bathroom with just a light pink shirt that barely covered her ass and some black boy shorts.
"I can get use to that view."
"Oh really playboy so that mean you plan on sticking around?" She said walking out the room and grabbing her glass off the counter that was filled with red wine
"Ion know it all depends on this meal u making."
"Well in that case I better get to know you a little more Jayceon" She said as she got up to check on the food
"Well Dior what do you want to know?"
"For starters do you have children?"
"No I refuse to bring a child in this world and I don't have the time to take care of them. Plus I haven't found a woman worth becoming Jay child mother"
"Is that so?"
"Yup. What you doing this weekend?"
"Not tryna become yo baby mama" She said causing us both to laugh
"Nothing tho but probably going to get my car"
"What kind of car you trying to get"
"All white benz" She said dancing a little
"Okay I see you well after that how bout you come kick it with me?"
"That's fine I'm down to ride ion be having nun else to do." She said as she started to fix our plates.
Once she was done she brought me my plate and another bottle of water seeing that mine was gone. Then she made her plate and this time she sat next to me and we watched Love & HipHop while we ate. Making small talk here and there about the silly ass people on the show. About 2:00 I was ready to pass out.
"That was good" I said as I helped her clean her kitchen up
"I knew u was gone like it"
"When you gone cook for me again?"
"Never" Dior replied while hopping on the counter
"Never? You crazy I gotta have some more of yo cooking"
"This was a one time thing I don't cook for niggas that ain't mine"
"Oh really? What if I made you mine Ms.Dior"
"You can't be saying shit like that yo hoes would be mad."
"I would drop em all for you." I said jokingly.
I didn't know how to be in a relationship shid in all honesty Shay was just dumb as hell for me. She stayed thru all my dirt if ah bitch did half the shit I did to her ass I bout would of killed her. I damn near had a baby by one of my hoes but I shut that shit down right away. But eventually Shay got the picture and left my ass alone but as I said before I still fuck her thick ass when I want.
"Whatever! So what do you do for a living?"
"I own a business and I'm a drug dealer" I said with no shame in my game
"I always pick the bad boys."
"Well this time you pick the right bad boy" I said causing both of us to laugh that was lame as hell
"I'm guessing this is good night dude because I'm sleepy it's way pass my bedtime." she said hopping down off the counter
"Damn I can't spend a night." I said playing as I walked to the door with her right behind me.
"Nope I can't have these tricks waiting outside my door because u didn't come home." We both laughed a little
"You have a good night sleep Dior"
"U too"
When I went up stairs I couldn't sleep I thought about calling Paris one of the lil hoes I been fucking with since I was with Shay but I decided not to. I layed down and called Dior.
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Loving A Thug Ain't Easy
RomanceSpoiled brat Dior stumbled upon drug lord Jay. Her life is bound to change right? But will it be for the best? Come along and find out on this journey. It won't only change Dior but you too. You can't always be a ride or die. With age comes prioriti...
