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Jaliyah Thompson It's whatever you want I wanna please you most Whatever, whatever turns you on, oh Just let me know You are so creative The way that you're makin' Love to me, you do me Like no one's ever done it That is why I want it all the time I don't want your heart Or your love Just, do what you do to my body I, just wanna - that is all I want
I'm currently listening to Jhene Aiko smoking my backwood in bed. Kolby went out to do business and Ky was at Lando's. Weed has been my bestfriend since my mother's death and having a boyfriend that's a drug dealer made it better. I've been doing okay lately though, my peace and self care have been my main focus. I've still grieving over my mother's death and the bad news about my infertility. Kolby says he doesn't care but I'm afraid that he will leave me and find someone else to start a family with. I haven't heard from my dad or my brother, I guess it was too good to be true. Sometimes I think about calling them, but a phone works both ways. I've recently started my influencer career and started a Youtube channel and gained followers on all social media platforms. My content has fashion, advice, vlogs, and pictures and videos of me plus more. I'm excited for this new journey, and happy for myself. I also couldn't wait for my godbaby to be born. I'm so happy and proud of my bestie, she's grown and fell in love again. Kyah agreed to let me help her raise baby boy like my own since I couldn't. The other day she made this beautiful basket, asking me to be his godmother even though we knew that already. I just wish things didn't happen as bad as they did w her and Dru. I hated him just like everyone else in the family, hell I think I hated him more than everyone else. But all is well though, Kyah and the baby will forever be happy and blessed with the family and blessings that she has.
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Kolby Richardson " Alright, shit finna be different around here. I'm in charge of shit. All I ask is that you do what the fuck I say and don't back door me. I would hate to kill people I call my family. Orlando my right hand man, anything that need to be asked or said go to him and he'll come to me about it. Other than that everybody else jobs are the same. Continue selling on your assigned corners and staying loyal like y'all been. I also got a special task, I need somebody to keep eyes on that nigga Dru. He fucking with them 67 Street niggas and been fucking over my sister. Soon, I want that nigga DEAD but when I say, do y'all hear me?"
Everybody nodded their heads and I dismissed them from the office. I'm glad my dad finally retired and trusted me to run the business. I deserved it tho, I've been watching him run shit since I was a teenager. I've also been working with him here and there when I had a break from football and school during the summers and on holiday breaks. Since my shooting, I've been doing well. I still think about football like everyday but this where the money was at. I knew about Dru and my dad handling Faith and her brother or boyfriend or whatever the fuck they was and that's another reason why I had to watch this nigga Dru. Nigga could be the police for all I know and speak on my family's lifestyle or twist any situation up. I wanted the nigga dead, I don't give a fuck how long we knew each other or how close we were that nigga had to pay for the shit he did and the things he did to my sister. I was in the office smoking and watch cameras of the trap when Jaliyah texted me telling me she was hungry. I left the traphouse and went straight to Jack In A Box to get me and my baby some food.
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Orlando Reid I was leaving the trap when I got a call from my mom's rehabilitation center. I declined the call and started my car up and headed towards Popeyes to get me and Ky some food. They called again and I simply ignored and silenced my phone. A minute later there was a voicemail left and I went on a head and listened to it.
" Hi Orlando, this is Brenda from Fairfields Healthcare and Rehabilitation Center. I was calling to let you know that your mom has been well behaved and is fully recovered to come back home. She will be released tomorrow at 3pm, so I need you to be here to get her. If you have any questions or concerns please call back at this number."
My mom was an addict. She went to rehab when I was 10 due to a slight overdose. Throughout the years she's relapsed while in the center so they've kept her until she made progress. My dad had a life sentence in jail for manslaughter and other shit. I was 3 the last time I seen that nigga so I really didn't have anyone growing up. I sat in the Popeyes drive thru thinking about what I was going to do about my mother. I mean I love her I do but my life is too good right now for her to come in and fuck shit up. Maybe she has changed but I won't know until I physically see her and hear her out so I'll go pick her up tomorrow but rules will be set. I grabbed my food from the drive thru window and headed home to Ky.
