Trapgirl: Thugs Know Love

Chapter 24: Can You Stand the Rain?

Daya POV

"Don't talk to me Tes," I said running around getting my bag together. "You knew about him and didn't tell me?"

"How you wanted me to be? 'Daya your pops not really a deadbeat. He just a kingpin named Snake?' Nah I couldn't do that"

"Why? That woulda been enough," I answered him back. "You fuckin lied to my ass after you been tellin me all that bullshit about being honest. I trusted you with everything in my heart even after you pulled that shit with Nessa. I coulda been out then but you promised no more lies. Fuck you and fuck him!"

I was highly pissed. My "dad" was still outside in his truck and wanted me to go with him. I wasn't but I sure wasn't interested in staying here with Tes any longer. I called an Uber to take me home and they would be here in about five minutes to get me.

"You don't even know the full story and you standing here jumping to fuckin conclusions. You know how bad I wanted to tell you? I couldn't though and I'll put that on my life."

"Yet you still here making up damn excuses. Tell me the truth then if that's how you really feel." I said picking up my clothes from last night and stuffing them into my bag.

"Ain't nobody making up shit Daya. The truth is the truth and the truth is what I told you. Sit your fuckin ass down and listen to me before you make your decision." He said while I continued looking for my earring not paying him any mind.

"SIT DOWN!" He yelled at me after I didn't answer him. I slowly turned my head around surprised. Did this nigga just yell at me? Loud as hell. Veins poppin out his neck and shit turning red red red. Fire in his eyes I did as he said and walked to the sofa.

"I met you. You know what I do, I ain't gotta explain all that cause what's understood ain't gotta be explained. One day an opportunity presented itself with Snake and I knew it would mean money so I took it. I didn't know the nigga was your dad. It never crossed my mind one time. You told me plenty times that your pops was just a sperm donor. I continued working with him and money was rolling in. On a business level he was cool as shit but don't get that twisted b. It was always about the money. When I fucked Nessa, he came out the closet and told me he your dad and he wanted me to stay away from you."

"Wait. Hold up. How he knew you fucked Nessa?" I asked him.

"Ayye. Let's just say the nigga been keeping tabs on everything and everybody. But after he told me he knew, he explained that the only reason he went into business with me, was to get a feel for the lil nigga that was with his daughter. He told me about the reason he wasn't in your life too."

"Cause he's a damn coward that's why. Left my mom to take care of me completely alone. What type of nigga does that?"

"Say Daya, chill out. It's so much deeper than that. Trust me but he gotta tell you that for himself. But after he told me this, he also told me that I gotta stop seeing you and not to keep coming after you after I messed up."

"But you didn't."

"I couldn't. I tried but I just couldn't let a blessing like you just slip through my hands so easily. I kept seeing you and the nigga damn sure knew. He came back but this time I wasn't expecting what he had to say. He told me that I was GOING TO leave you alone even if he had to step in. But he also told me he knew who killed Dre."

"Did he tell you you? You know?" I asked eagerly.

"He said something about "watching out for my friends" but your mom told me he was known to bullshit like that and let people hear what they wanna hear if it was the truth or-"

"Wait wait wait. Hold up a minute. You said my mom? You telling me she knew about him all my life and failed to let me know?"

"Daya, it's more than you think. Talk to them about it and process that before you jump to conclusions. I understand that you pissed but don't let anger cloud your judgement." He told me.