A Rainy Day Part 3

Saturday

Jasmine POV

Currently I was waiting for the clothes to be done. And for Chris to come back home. As soon as the clothes were finished, we were leaving. The kids were going to stay with my father only because I think he'll prtect them more than Derick would because he has 3 kids of his own. Also because my father is a maniac about how his family is being treated. He wanted to come along. But I had to beg him not to.

Flashback

"Jasmine Beatrice King you know I'm coming with you." my father sang the last part. I looked at him.

"You're not." I said simply putting Christina's clothes in her bag.

"Oh says who?" he asked folding his arms.

"Says your daughter who doesn't want anymore people she loves in trouble. Look Bibby will be with me and so will Chris." I said putting a whole pack and a half pampers in the bag.

He looked at me. "Your brother ain't nobody I would like to watch over you. He can't even watch over himself. Let alone you let him be alone with your kids. I'm telling you. Begging you to take me with you."

"Noooo." I groaned.

"What is Chris going to do that I don't do?" he asked looking around Christina's room.

I glared at him. "One you should already know one reason. Two because even though I asked him nicely not to do it, he's bringing along his goons."

"His what?" he asked looking at me.

"His goons. His shooters. Dad get with the program." I said

"There is no program that sounds stupid."

"So does straight outta compton with a crazy munf*cker named Ice Cube."

He looked at me. "That was the sh!t back in my day. Also don't make fun of me like that. You make me feel like I'm stupid."

I laughed. "I love you Daddy." I kissed him on the cheek. "Don't come."

"You better not be calling Chris Daddy. That sh!t is nasty." he yelled after me when I went in Jacquees room.

Flashback over

I grabbed mine and Chris's clothes out the dryer and folded them and put it in a bag. Then the doorbell rang. I opened it to see Kid Red, Spice Won, and Mijo. "Hey." I said hugging them. Chris came up behind them. I hugged him also.

"So our plane is going to leave in a hour." Chris said after drinking some of his water.

"Ok?"

"We have to time to..." he mumbled.

I smiled. "Nope. Nope. I don't wanna look for people and have to walk all funny like something wrong with me." I said as Chris picked me up.

"Come on it's been a while." he mumbled in my ear.

"Come on, we have company."

"Mijo be doing this sh!t while I'm at his house. So do Red and Spice. And they got hella kids." he said.

"Aye I only got 2 kids my n!gguh." Mijo said.

"I only got 1." Red said.

"Aye nobody asked for y'all input. She didn't know that!" he said lifting me higher off the ground.

The doorbell rang. "Look somebody's at the do-"

"Red! Get that." Chris said walking up the steps.

I heard Bibby's voice. "It's my brother." I wined.

Chris looked at me. "You are such a cock blecker to yourself." Chris said putting me down. "Don't expect none of what I just did and tried to do anytime soon." he mumbled going upstairs. I looked at him and went downstairs. Bibby was on his phone. Red, Mijo, and Spice were all talking to each other. "For those you don't know, this is my brother Brandon. His rapper name is Lil Bibby." I said smiling.

"Lil Bibby? Huh?" Red said.

"You good?" Spice asked Red.

"He sound hella familiar." he said pulling out his phone.

Bibby looked at me. Then he nodded his head to the kitchen. I went in the kitchen and he followed.

"Chris's friends.. they bloods." he said looking at me.

"I know."

"Ok um I don't have beefs with them but some of my crew do and I don't know if I can roll with them."

"Realllllyyy?" I asked. "Come on Brandon. I really need all of y'all. Don't you wanna catch Nicki and her brother who is supposedly her twin?"

"I do but-"

'No buts Brandon.. I really need all the help I can get. It'll be very helpful. And if you help I'll find you a bad b!tch..." I pleaded.

"Ok."

'Thanks brother." I said hugging him.

"I know who you are now." I heard Red say. Bibby looked at me. "You in Main Chick the remix and in Low. I'm Lil Bibby, Mr. Everything-For-The-Low

Mr. Leave-Her-At-Home-He'll-Take-Your-Ho

Mr. Stack-That-Dough

Young rich nigga used to trap by the store, now taxed for the flow

Tell a rap nigga, "I'm not feelin' you"." Red said.

"Yeah that's me." Bibby said smiling. Chris came back downstairs. "Come on." he mumbled grabbing the keys.