*Ty'nae Jackson*
**Picture of Ty in media**I can't stop thinking about Honest. I don't want her to leave me because of these other bitches. Today is the day I get to tell my side. That's if she even really want to listen. I hate all that arguing and shit. I want Onni to want me back just as much as I want her back. But I'm not going for that "let's move on" shit. She's mine she'll forever be mine, I hope I don't have to make it hot in these streets for these other niggas. Onni know how I get, I really don't think she want to fuck with me in that kind of way. I would hate to go crazy. But there's no life without Onni.
"Things probably would be better if you just come clean to Onni about what you do Ty. Don't that make sense?" My boy Twerk said noticing I had her on my mind again. Twerk's right I always kept Onni oblivious to my lifestyle. Even tho Onni is from the hood you can tell she grew up way differently than I did and my main goal was to show her different. She don't know who I am in these streets. I just hope I can keep it that way.
"It makes sense but Onni is a good girl. She's my good girl I need her to stay that way." I said quickly dismissing any idea of letting her know. "I'm not ready for that yet. Ion think she is either." I said getting off the trap house couch and looking through the blinds.
If you didn't know by now, yes I'm a drug dealing pimp. I've been dealing since I was 8 years old. Pimping is something I recently started. My mother was a crackhead and so was my grandmother. I had to wake up a lot sooner than other people. Growing up with no guidance the streets became my best friend. The streets fed me and taught me the game. While all the other kids played outside, I was with my older cousins learning to shoot dice and rob niggas. I grew up on the West side of Trenton. The land of the dead. Slimiest part of the town. We get money or die trying. I also grew up on the North side of Trenton. The land of the green. Everything was money motivated out North, so if you ask me the streets did a good job with me. When I turned 15, I emancipated myself and been living on my own until I met Honesty. I met Honesty when she was 17, I was 20. I was in the streets heavy at the time but that didn't stop me from being everything to my girl. Honesty's senior year was a bittersweet year. It was all good until her mom found out about me. They had a big fight which led to Honesty being thrown to the streets and separated from her sister Dani. I felt like it was my fault so I got us an apartment out Ewing for a while. Honesty gave me her everything including her virginity and I fucked up. Today I will be getting my girl back, I'm tired of sleeping at our old apartment. I made our old apartment into the trap house. I have the girls that I pimp take turns living here. Whoever bringing in the most money keeps the crib. Right now that girl is Isabel.
Isabel is a pretty whore I met out north. She had bad problems with her boyfriend because he was broke and she would do anything for money. That type of couple never works out. I heard from a lot of Isabel's home girls, she wanted to fuck. Knowing I had Honesty at home, I still fucked and on the regular too. Of course I use a different strap these bitches can't get the dick I give to my wife. As time went on I added Isabel to my roster. She makes me a lot of money. Money that helps me take care of home. I just need to figure out a way to tell Onni that without exposing me and without exploding on her. I'm very hot headed. I don't like to repeat myself and I feel like I'm a good stud so I should be treated like a King. I'm an Aries born the same day as Honesty. We definitely bring light to every situation. I'm the life of the party.
I be at every party and bitches flock to me. So why not make it a business. I'm the nigga everyone calls for the girls... strippers, prostitutes, or just a regular female. I got them all. I get a lot of love in the town from every part. If I'm called for whatever reason I get the job done. This is why I have money on top of money. Honesty never needs for anything, I treat her like my daughter so she call me daddy. I love that girl so today having this serious talk with her is going to change things between us. At least that's what I'm hoping for. Making her my wife is the ultimate goal, we can't give up now.
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