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Hawkins, Jermany| Jae
Running back and forth on my treadmill, I listened to a little Tupac before getting my day started.
"I ain't a killer, but don't push me. Revenge is the sweetest thing next to getting pussy," I bobbed my head to the music that was booming loud from my stereo. I literally could here this shit if I went all the way downstairs and to the kitchen, that's how loud my shit was, which didn't bother a nigga too much.
I liked my music to be loud, especially when I was working out. I continued to run for a couple more minutes on the treadmill as the music switched to Collard Greens, making me bob my head, until my shit started to get lower and lower.
I knew that must've meant my baby was home. "Gabrielle!"
"Gabrielle!"
"What baybeh'?"
I turned my head to see Gabrielle's sexy ass standing by the door. I swear to G this was my baby for life. We had been rocking with each other for a while now, and she proved herself to be my lil' baby ever since I was about seventeen years old.
My ass use to be fucking with any and every bitch, and acting a fool with my ma, and that's when I met my babe, Gabrielle. I swear she brought the good out of a nigga, but that don't mean she ever brought the hood out of me.
She had on this short ass black sundress with a pair of black shades, and her hair in a ponytail. "Come here, baybeh."
She rolled her eyes but walked her ass over to me, as I got off of the treadmill. "I know you not about to wipe your sweaty as--JAE!"
I chuckled, continuing to put my sweaty ass all over her before sitting in this chair that was right by the treadmill, and putting her on my lap. She turned her body so that she could look at me and put her hands around my neck.
"Na' you than got ya' sweaty ass all ova' me. What if I was about ta' go somewhere?"
I shrugged my shoulders. "Then ya' ass just would've had ya' nigga sweat all ova' ya."
She rolled her eyes and pecked my lips, before sitting her big ass head on my neck.
"I'm so tired baybeh. I like tha' house, but I wanna go back ta' our house."I kissed her on her forehead, and shook my head while rubbing her on her back. "Ya' know we can't do that shit right na."
She rolled her eyes, and got off of me.
"I don't understand why ya' father can't handle this shit on his own, baybeh that's all I'm saying."I wrapped my hands back around her backside bringing her close to me. "You know we need this money baybeh."
She turned her head from me and shook it, "but I don't wanna get no money like this. I've been thinking real hard about this, and I think we should just let me work like I've been doing, at tha' supermarket, and I'm sure Winnie ah' give you ya' job back at tha' mechanic shop."
I shook my head. "Nah, ya' ain't about to work when ya' pregnant and Winnie ain't giving me my job back."
She rolled her eyes. "Whatever. Ya' know I'm sick ah' you saying I can't work. I'm only a month pregnant and a couple ah' weeks, and I'm sure if I ah' ask Winnie, he'll give ya' ya' job back."
I shook my head. "I said nah, Gabby. Don't keep fucking asking me that same shit. We staying, and that's final."
She pushed me off of her, and rolled her eyes, before turning back to me. "If ya' mama knew what the fuck we were doing she would turn ova' in ha' grave."
I watched her walk out of the gym and knew she was prolly about to go up to the room and cry herself to sleep. I knew what we were doing was not right but I wasn't new to killing and shooting. I needed this money for me and my family, and I'd do anything to get it.
I jumped back on the treadmill, and got my remote turning the music back up, before starting back up on running. I was determined, and I was tired of living from check to check. I knew Gabby was fucked up right now, but if it came down to it, we were both going down from this shit.
Come with me, Hail Mary
Run quick see, what do we have here
Now, do you wanna ride or die
La dadada, la la la la
Go check out Chapter Nineteen if your confused. What do you think about our new characters. Jermany, pronounced like Germany, and Gabby. Who's your favorite parent so far from the cast? Gabrielle In MM.
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