Looking for my Thug

Chapter 11

Nique POV

Jay had just dropped me off when snook had texted me. I figured why not tell him. Better now then never. I went and took my normal 30 minute shower. When I got out I heard a horn honk outside. I quickly put on my under clothes and threw on some sweats a white tee and some bunny slippers.

I walked up to snooks 2014 Chrysler and got in.

"Damn girl" he said laughing.

"What?" I said.

"How you just gone get in my car dressed like a old maid" he laughed even harder.

"Don't start Deandre" I said.

"Okay nie. What you need to talk to me about?" he asked looking me in my eyes.

I looked down at my stomach and then back up at him "I'm pregnant"

"By who?" He asked.

"You" I said with hurt in my eyes.

"That ain't my baby" he said. I was in tears by then. "Besides" he continued "We only fucked one time and that was 3 months ago"

"I'm 2 and a half months snook" I confessed. "You're the only one I've been with in the past year."

"I don't give a fuck, I want a paternity test." With that being said I simply got out of his car and walked into my house. I went back to my room and silently cried myself to sleep.

Snook POV

Man I knew that was my baby. I just want for a test to tell me otherwise. 2 babies 2 baby mamas but then again I doubt that Ciara's baby is mines.

I had that Migos Trap was on full blast through my speakers on my way to the warehouse

Trap , Trap

Trap , Trap

Trap, Trap

All my young niggas

Trap , Trap

Trap, Trap

Hit it wit the remix, re-rock

No straight drop, my whole hood trap

Trap , Trap

Trap , Trap

Trap, Trap

All my young niggas

Trap , Trap

Trap, Trap

My diamonds is dancing, I pull up in Phantoms, I trap out a mansion

My bitches they come cross the border they naked, no bra or no panties

I fly with a fish and I fly with a fish

And I whip and I'm breaking my wrist

My ice from the glacier, I'm sipping the Lakers, I'm rich like the mayor

Pull a nigga fans, bitch I'm rich, I don't give a damn

I just fucked a nigga baby momma off of Instagram

Trapping and trapping it turned into rapping

I don't even know how it happened

The money is coming, not only I'm flexin'

Young nigga I'm capping and trapping

I cut my car off and walked to the door. Big black opened the door to let me in. I walked to the Bosses office where he gave me my cut and my package.

"I expect that to be sold by Saturday night" he told me.

"Will do" I assured him.

"Get going son" he told me. I left the warehouse and went and posted up on South Terrace St.

Jaz POV

I swear I was in no mood to be bothered with anybody but its Saturday so you know me and bitches gotta link up. I called Nique

Phone Convo..

"Nique" I screamed in the phone.

"What" she said laughing.

"Its a house party tonight" I said. "You tryna fuck with it"

"Yea I'm down" she said.

"Aight, imma come get you at 8:30" I said

"Bet" she said and then hung up.

I looked at the time. It read 6:45 I waited until 7 to get in the shower. When I got out I put on some true religion shorts, a white and blue lrg shirt and the legend blues and headed out the door.

Juicy POV

Jaz ahh always wanna do things last minute. I had to take a bird bath and do my hair. The struggle I know, but oh fucking well. I put on a skin tight black shirt some high waisted shorts my weed socks and my snakeskin 12's with a bucket hat to match the weed socks. I was fine asf.

"Bring your ahh" Jaz said opening my room door.

"I'm coming whore" I said taking a last minute glimpse of my self in the mirror and snapping a picture for the gram. I had100 likes in 4 minutes. Yes them hoes gone wanna fight me because I'm feeling myself and more.

Jaz decided on taking the Mercedes because the speakers went out in the Chrystler. 10 minutes later we was at Nique house.

Nique POV

I had just got done getting dressed. I put on a pink polo shirt, blue jean Levi shorts and my black, blue and pink lebrons I heard Juicy and Jaz speakers outside my window. I ran outside and got in the back seat. Kevin Gates Get up on my level was on. Know we was singing at the top of our lungs.

Ain't squealed when the polices took me

Can't see you niggas

'Fraid to death in Central Booking

Can't see you niggas

Lick was for my team, I took it

Can't see you niggas

Not thinking they would play me pussy

I can't see you niggas

Talked about when I'm not looking

Like Stevie Wonder

Play with keys while making music

Like Stevie Wonder

Smiling bright throughout my struggle

Like Stevie Wonder

Rich as shit, but can't see nothing

Just like Stevie Wonder

Money ain't shit

Got it all day, get it all day

Hoes y'all chase, wanna fuck me

The things you niggas brag about, ain't shit to me

I feel it's only right to say

You niggas need to get up on my level

We pulled up to the party. It was thick asf. I seen Ciara booed up with some nigga outside. She mugged me but as long as she ain't jump stupid I didn't mind.

Jaz POV

We walked in the party and all eyes were on us. Yes we look good tf.

"This bitch must think she look good" rung through my ears like bells.