A Hustlers Prayer: Tyga Love Story

A Huslters Prayer- Free Yourself.

[Aubriana]

"Alonzo answer yo' fuckin' phone!" I screamed into my boyfriend Alonzo's voicemail.

I've been calling him for the past hour and he hasn't answered not once. I'm starting to get frustrated because he promised he'd pick me up from work. I swear I hate depending on a nigga for something I can do my damn self. I grabbed my bag and walked out of the mall and out into the parking lot. I debated on calling my best friend Nique but deciding against it when I looked at the time on my phone and the time illuminated 11:32pm.

I sighed then started walking towards the bus stop. I waited for the bus for almost an hour until it came and I rode it all the way to Alonzo's house. I walked the street towards his house and noticed his car in the drive way.

"The fuck?" I said out loud.

I walked towards the steps and banged on the door. I waited 5 minutes before banging on the door again and still no answer. Out of frustration , and pure rage i started kicking the door until it finally swung open and some bitch with Alonzo's football jersey on and no bottoms stood in front of me.

"Who the fuck is you?" the girl asked with attitude.

This ignorant, uneducated nasty ass hoe. "Don't worry about who I am." I yelled pushing passed her and into the house.

"Alonzo!" I screamed looking everywhere.

"He's upstairs." the girl smirked. "You must be wifey. I'm sorry he couldn't pick up the phone we were a little busy."

"You lucky I don't have the strength to sit here and argue back and fourth with you but after tonight boo you can have his grimy ass just know if he fuckin' around on me he'll do the same shit to you." I smirked.

"Nah, neva sweetie cause I'ma bitch who knows how to get and keep her man."

I laughed then ran upstairs and burst through Alonzo's bedroom door to see him on the phone smoking a blunt. This nigga could call everybody in the fuckin' world but couldn't answer the thousand and one calls I left him.

"Aubri." he said nervously then hung up the phone and put out the blunt.

I folded my arms across my chest. "Nigga don't Aubri me." I screamed. "You to busy screwing the next bitch that you forgot you promised me you'd pick me up then you got this bitch opening the door and shit."

"Babe I'm sorry." Alonzo apologized.

As bad as I wanted to cry right now, I didn't because as stupid as this sounds I actually anticipated this so it would be less of a shocker when it did happen.

"Alonzo don't fuckin' baby me. If you wanted to fuck another bitch then you should've left me alone instead of making it seem like you loved me."

"I do love you."

I chuckled sarcastically. "You don't fucking love me after everything we've been through and you pull this bullshit. Nigga fuck you." I slapped him across his face.

"Don't put your hands on me Aubriana." Alonzo barked.

I snatch my wrist that he held in his right hand and slapped him again. He looked away from me then charged toward me, pinning me against the wall with his huge hand around my throat.

"When I tell you to stop putting yo' damn hands on me betta' fucking listen."

I scratched at his hands for him to let me go but his grip got tighter. When I felt my eyes rolling to the back of my head and my face grow hot from lack of air Alonzo finally released me and I fell to the floor coughing and gasping for air as I held my throat.

"Get the fuck out." he kicked me.

I gathered all my strength and rose to feet while never breaking the hateful glare Alonzo and I shared.

"I wonder how your son would feel if he saw you right now." I smirked then spit in his face before making me downstairs and passed this hoe.

"You might wanna call the police." I laughed.

When I heard the sound of something breaking upstairs i knew I struck a nerve when I mention our son. Hell it took everything in me not break down when I mentioned him.

I closed the door and began to walk home. Just when I thought my night couldn't get any worse it started to rain.

Fuck!

I walked in the rain consumed by my thoughts that I didn't even see a all white Chrysler 300 slowly driving beside me. Just keep walking Aubri I thought to myself.

I glanced towards the car and the stranger had rolled down the window and he looked familiar but I couldn't pin point where I knew him from.

"Aye ma you need a ride." the driver yelled over the pouring rain.

"Nah, I'm straight." I replied picking up my speed.

"I'm not gon' hurt." he continued. "It's late and I would feel horrible if I hear on the news that something happened to you."

I stopped and contemplated before deciding I would get in the car with him. He reached over and opened the passenger door and I slid into the creme leather seats. I got comfortable then took a good look at the driver and I'm not gon' lie he's fine as hell. His light caramel skin complexion glowed, He had tattoos covering his neck, arms, and hands. He had these gorgeous pink plump lips.

"Thank you for giving me a ride." I spoke up breaking the awkward silence.

"No big deal ma." he spoke smoothly. "You go to Compton High right?" the guys asked.

"Umm yeah but how'd you know that." I asked scared as fuck.

the guy laughed. "Nah, I've seen you around school a couple of times." he explained.

then it clicked. I had English with him. "Your names Tyga right?"

"That's just a street name but you can call me Michael." He glanced over and smiled.

"Oh okay."

"Since you know my why don't you tell me yours."

I laughed. "You're the one who recognized me so why don't you tell what my name is."

"Ma I recognize your face not your name."

At first I kind of was offended but whatever. "Aubriana." I said looking out the window.

"So you gon' tell me where I'm going or I can keep riding around wasting gas."

I gave him the directions to my house and we pulled up in front of my house. I grabbed my purse and started to open the door but before I did I turned around.

"Thanks." I smiled softly.

Michael nodded his head and I got out the car and opened the front door to my house. Michael waited until I was in the house before pulling off and down the street.

What a day!

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