Thug Love 2: Riding For You

War Started

(A/N Okay in this chapter its all about SaMiyah and Lovell. Hope you enjoy....)

"Man shit something don't seem right." Lovell said to SaMiyah laying in their bed.

They have been through a lot this past year. From breaking up, because SaMiyah was keeping a secret from Lovell. From someone trying to kill SaMiyah. Almost succeeded. To Fyther being in NICU fighting for his life. They had a bad year. Also a good year. Lovell proposed to SaMiyah at Red lobster. They had it going on and still do.

"What you mean by that babe." SaMiyah said sitting up looking down in Lovell face. His bright ass.

"Like I said, something don't seem right. Something about to happen and I don't know what." Lovell said sitting up too.

"You worry to much. You need to just get out the game." SaMiyah said.

"The fuck you mean, get out the game? I'm running a business here. If I get out the game how am I suppose to take care of you and Fyther?"

"Nigga you act like I don't do hair." SaMiyah crossing her arms.

"Girl you not making shit , compared to what I'm making. Let's not start this bullshit tonight iight? I gone want some pussy later. So lets not do this." Lovell got off the bed and went to use the bathroom.

SaMiyah walked in the bathroom too.

"I make a lot doing hair. I work three times a week. Doing five heads a day. I get money." SaMiyah said angrily.

"You sure you not pregnant again, you snapping and shit for no reason?." Lovell studying her.

"Hell no I'm not pregnant. You been snapping at me, so I snapped back. The fuck you think this is?"

Lovell just looked at his fiancee. She had to be pregnant. She been on the edge lately. Even though she didn't eat weird shit when she was pregnant with Fyther. She puts ketchup on popcorn. That seem slack as fuck. She had to be pregnant, how she talking to him .

Ding dong dingggg

"Who the fuck can be knocking on my fucking door this late at night? Where the fuck my gun, I'm not playing with nobody ass tonight." Lovell said going into his bedroom closet to pull out his gun. After what happen to SaMiyah , they both agree to keep the gun in the house for safety. Out of reach from Fyther.

"Calm down , gosh you be doing the damn most shit." SaMiyah said going downstairs to open the door. They had to get their house remodeled since Frankie shoot up their house, a few months back. It put a dent in Lovell pocket, but he wasn't worried.

"Man shut up and go answer the fucking door. Talk to damn much with your stupid ass" Lovell followed SaMiyah down the stairs.

"Nigga you stupid. Don't get fucking slap."

Lovell just snatched the door open aiming the gun. It was Keisha, Danny, and some other nigga from one of his Trap houses. His name was Michael.

"Man this better be fucking good. Y'all asses at my house, instead of doing what the fuck y'all supposed to be doing. Danny and Keisha what y'all doing here , y'all supposed to be in North Carolina." Lovell was upset. They interrupting his quiet time.

"Man nigga calm your ass down shit. Going off on people. Damn. You need anger management." SaMiyah yelled at Lovell.

"You need to lower your damn voice before you wake Fyther up. With your loud ass mouth." Lovell said back to SaMiyah , he still have the gun aim at Keisha, Danny, and Michael.

"May we come in please?" Keisha asked them lowering the gun out their face. She had to be a brave bitch to do that.

"Oh yeah, y'all come in." SaMiyah lead them in the living room. Turning on the lamps on the coffee tables.

"So what bring you guys here?" Lovell said.

"We had a break in , in one of the traps. Plus they left a note." Michael said. It was the trap house he worked at.

"Where the note and what did it said?" Lovell said anger slipping it way in his veins.

Michael handed him the note, he got from his pocket.

Big boy Vell! What it do? I been watching you. I see you have a family now. Sexy ass wife with her fat ass. Your son is handsome also. Check this though if you want them to stay alive, stop fucking with Danny and hand me my baby. If I have to KILL your family to get to her , I will. Make this a warning.

P.S: you like how I rearranged your trap house?

"WHAT THE FUCK! WHO THE FUCK IS HIS BABY? WHO IS THIS PERSON? OH HELL NO, SOMEBODY GONNA DIE. FUCK WITH ME IF THEY WANT TOO." Lovell was shouting now. No one dare not to say anything to him when he gets mad. Just leave him be. "Oh so y'all asses don't hear me talking to y'all? Hello, u no speak no English motherfucka?"

"Lovell Hampton! If you don't calm your ass down." SaMiyah yelled out.

"I know who is making threats. Who sent that note." Keisha said.

"Who?" Everybody said at once.

"My ex Roderick."

"Oh hell no, that crazy motherfucka. I'll send his monkey ass back to crazy house. He fucking with the right nigga. Send a bullet straight through his ass. He done threating me and my family. Fuck his black ass." Lovell said. He was pacing the living room floor now.

"So what you want us to do?" Danny asked Lovell.

"Find that monkey mothafucka and send him to me. Keisha , umm baby girl, I gone need for you to try to get a little closer to him if you know what I mean." Lovell answered back.

"Oh fuck no. Hell no, nope!" Danny said shaking his head.

"Man Danny calm your ass down. Shit she won't have to fuck him. Just get close to him damn. We know yo ass in love." Lovell said laughing. Danny glared at him.

"Lovell please don't make me do this, please." Keisha was about to start crying.

"Its easy, just get close to him. We will always be looking. Shit. You a big girl you can handle him." He not calling her big as in fat , just saying she a big girl that can handle herself.

"What if he hit me?"

"I'll blow his damn brains out." Danny growled out.

"Word, y'all ready for this? This shit can get crazy. We not talking about catching a regular guys. This nigga nuts and won't hesitate to kill." Lovell said.

"We ready." They all said except for SaMiyah.

"Okay cool, lets get it, he done start a war. He may be by his self, but with just his one self his aim is good. So be careful." Lovell said.

"How the fuck you know all this?" Danny asked.

"Because nigga , 12 talk ."

They all shake their head.

(A/N well I'm thinking about bringing my fly back to finish this story out. She gets all the juice, I'm thinking about it. I don't know if I will or not. Continue reading to find out.)