Thug Love (Urban Fiction)

Getting Ready For Work

SaMiyah and Lovell was getting ready to go to work. Well that what each of them wanted the other to know. SaMiyah told Lovell that she own her own hair business, and the Lovell told SaMiyah all about his Drug company.

SaMiyah do own her own hair business, but what she didn't told Lovell was how she got the money to make it happen. SaMiyah is also in the drug business. She took over her father business when he passed away. He put it in her hands, because he didn't trust no one else, but his little girl. So SaMiyah and her best friend Keisha started recruiting more people to help out. It was hard being a female owning a drug business , that's why SaMiyah hired a dude name Frankie to help out and keep things under go while SaMiyah do hair.

Lovell knew he should tell SaMiyah more about his business , but if she find out that he kill people for a living too. It probably would be over for them. Its not like he like to kill people. Its just if they don't pay up they get a bullet straight to the face. That's the only way out. Lovell started his own business when he was fifteen years old. Him and his best friend Danny. He knew he could count on Danny for anything and anything he need he know Danny was there to get it for him. SaMiyah didn't trust Danny, but that was her problem not his.

"Aye baby when you think you going to be home tonight?" Lovell asked SaMiyah walking into the bathroom to brush his hair.

"I don't know. I have a lot of heads to do." SaMiyah said stepping into her Blue and Black Sun dress. She like wearing Sun dresses, because she like how it make her ass jiggle when she walk. She know Lovell don't like it, but tough. He don't buy her clothes she buy her own clothes. Her whole closet is filled with sundresses and polo dresses. She just love wearing dresses . While in Lovell closet is nothing but white or black t-shirts with Levi pants.

"Well can you try to be home by eight o clock? I want to take you out." Lovell said stepping back into the room and froze. He done told SaMiyah time and time again. About wearing them tight ass sundresses.

"Baby umm where you think you going with that on?" He stepped in front of her watching her put earrings in her ears.

"Work duh." She answered back.

"Smartass mouth. You not wearing that shit. Don't you know your ass jiggle when you walk?"

SaMiyah laughed. "Uhh duh. Move." She said moving him out her way, to go into the bathroom. She got her makeup kit from under the sink.

"Man boe, you want niggas looking at your ass or something?" He stepped into the bathroom and sat on the toilet seat.

"Omg Vell. Shit its not that fucking serious damn." SaMiyah said, looking at him.

"Yes the fuck it is. That's like me want to walk around with a hard dick letting it bounce up and down."

"That is not the same damn thing. Do you buy my clothes Lovell? Huh?" She asked him applying blue eye shadow to her eyes.

"No, but I'm your man and you should listen to me." He smiled at her showing teeth.

"Boy you better get the fuck out my face. Talking about listen to you. Do you listen to me when I tell you ass don't bring that shit in the damn house? Do you listen to me when I tell you ass to wear a damn seatbelt for now on since you been in that bad ass car accident last year? Hell no, so don't tell me shit about listening to you." She rolled her eyes at him.

"Fuck it then, wear what the fuck you want." He left the bathroom slamming the door.

SaMiyah sigh. She hated when they get into it, but hell, he can't tell her what to wear. He not her father. She continued to put on her makeup when Lovell enter the bathroom again with a giftbox.

"What's that?"

"Look and see."

She opened the box and saw a t-shirt and sweatpants. She looked at Lovell and glared at him.

"What the fuck I'm suppose to do with this?" She pointed to the clothes in her hands.

"Wear it . Duh." He smirked at her. She handed it back to him , the smirk left his face. "What the hell you doing? You said if I buy your clothes you will wear it."

"Vell I'm not wearing that shit, that something you wear when you around the house. I'm going to work." She turned back to the mirror and looked at her face. She did good on her own makeup.

"Man boe Miyah you pissing me the fuck off boe."

"You will get over it." She left the bathroom , went into her closet and pulled out some blue flats to put on her foot.

"No the fuck I want. Ill burn all yo shit and your black ass won't have shit to wear."

"Nigga first of all my ass not black , second of all I can always buy it back."

"Fuck you Miyah. Bye." He said leaving the bedroom.

SaMiyah heard the front door slam. She shrugged her shoulders. Grabbed her purse and left the bedroom too. She turned on the house alarm and left the house.