Layla was up early getting dressed she mustered up enough courage to go speak with T and see if she would give her a job.
She could barely fit any of the clothes she had at Stitch place the shirt was tight on her poking belly
Layla rubbed her stomach speaking to her son, deep down she knew it was going to be a boy.
Stitch coming out the bathroom
Stitch: Where you headed
Layla: I am going to talk with T I need a job
Stitch: You know I can take care of you
Layla: I know you can but I also don't want to be sitting around doing nothing you know I like working
Stitch: You still need to take it easy and be on the look out ain't no telling if that bitch Dalia try to retaliate
Layla: You think she gone try to hit T again
Stitch: For sure they both want blood and they ain't gone stop until one of them is laying 6ft in the ground
Layla: Well we all know who is going to come out winning. That bitch Dalia was a little slow
Stitch: Just be careful do you need me to drive you
Layla: No I am good I am not handicap
Stitch: That's one thing I didn't miss is yo smart ass mouth
Layla: You know you missed me
Layla kissed Stitch and headed out the door
Stitch was actually happy that Layla was back so he could keep and eye on her and his child himself verses her being all the way in Cuba. Since she has been back he has actually been able to get a good nights sleep.
T had Layla meet her at the one of their regular restaurants even though she was giving her another shot she wasn't bringing her to the warehouse she didn't have time for Layla to be fucking up shit again
T sat in the back where she had full access to see who was entering and leaving the restaurant just in case anyone tried anything. Little did they know the people behind the bar, the waitress and the people in the kitchen all worked for T. T had a couple of establishments all over New York that no one knew she owned. T was sitting pretty she had money coming in from left and right.
Layla walked in and took a deep breath
You got this girl calm your nerves
Voice Shaking Hey T
Fatima: Hey have a seat
Layla: First I wanted to say thank you for giving me and my baby rubbing her stomach a second chance. I know you are not a person of second chances so I promise I won't fuck this up and I am clean
Fatima: Glad your clean and congrats on the baby
Layla: Thank you
So I am not sure what all Zac told you but I would like to see if I can work at the grocery store
Fatima: I can see if there is a need at the grocery store
So do I need to be worried about something you may have told Dalia
Layla: No definitely not I didn't tell her shit
Fatima: So what did she want to know
Layla: How you ran your business where all your spots were, she was trying to take you out
Fatima: You think she gone succeed next time
Layla: Is this a trick question
Fatima: Nope
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Love & War
General FictionKing and Queen Pin of streets this was all that Zac and Fatima ever knew. One was born into this life while the other had no choice in order to survive. Two different worlds finally collide and they will do anything to stay on top. They have it all...
