It's been a month and a half since London been staying with me. Briefly, all she do is cook and sleep wit me every night . I started to get use to that shit, but now all she do is nag about her not getting out the house.
" bring that nigga in here " I yelled while I took the blunt out the cabinet. I've been at the trap since early this morning and looking for some niggas that stole my products and we finally found em.
My phone started to ring as I mentally cursed as JT exotic ass came in my office. I put my phone in my pocket, knowing it was Lo.
" yo Poppi"
" yeah " I asked looking up at him.
" I still haven't found that bitch man, when I see her ass um-"
" yo man you need to be getting yo money up right now and bring that nigga in my shit" I barked. All this nigga do is come in my office talking bout what he'll do to Lo if he see her .
" damn g calm yo a-"
" Get yo ass out my office before I put a bullet in between your eyes" I said glaring at him.
He walked out with out looking back. I reached for my phone and called Lo back.
" you called " I asked rubbing my forehead.
" I know yo ass saw me call and then gone ask a dumb ass question asking if I called "
" don't start that shit right na' shorty don't piss me off" I heard her smack her lips.
" whatever I'm hungry and bored " she whined.
" where the hell Red at" I asked .
" I don't know Poppi" for some reason I love when she say my name.
" aight I'll be there soon"
"When you say soon how soon"
" damn Lo when I get there " I said hanging up she been pissing me off day by day.
" Where those bitches at, y'all got my damn blood boiling, put they ass in the basement , if they ain't there by the time I get my mothafuckin shit Ima put a bullet in ya ass " I yelled going to get my gun. I walked to the basement and seen them hurriedly tied them up.
I shot Zeek , Dash, and TK in the arm.
" what the fuck man"
" why the hell it took y'all so fucking long to bring they ass down hea" I yelled .
" I-I don't know" Zeek said holding his arm. I shook my head, and gave them a rag.
" take ya ass to Tazz " I said sitting in the chair. I just looked at the mothafuckas who stole my shit and shot them five times each I didn't have time to investigate why they take my shit, I don't ask questions I hate doing that shit.
I walked in the middle of the room to see everybody pacing around.
" come to the club tonight " I said walking out , going to home.
London POV:
I was walking through the house with a t-shirt on. I was bored out my mind, Poppi still wouldn't let me out the damn house . That man is so fucking evil, ever since I been staying here for a month now, this nigga is the devil hisself, he don't compare about no one but his myself unless it's Red.
I rolled my eyes as I walked in a room and see Red knocked out in the bed, and he suppose to keep me company while Poppi was away.
I heard the garage open and walked in Poppi.
" why you staring like you done saw a ghost"
" you a bitch" I said walking away too his hand around my waist.
" where the fuck is your pants Lo" he said looking down at me.
" oh these " I asked lifting his shirt up and showing my laced panties.
" and you got my damn shirt on"
" I sure do, you know what time it is, I called you at three and ya ass just making it at " i said looking at the time on the counter . " 8 " I said folding my arms.
" Lo shut the hell up and get dress we going out , make sure you looking sexy" he said grabbing me again. His touches make me weak but I don't know why, even I hate him so much. I rolled my eyes.
" don't be rolling those shits, I'm doing you a favor " he said letting go pushing me out the way going to his room.
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He Got Game (URBAN UNEDITED)
Teen FictionBeing abused , too being pulled in something you never described to be in. Mostly because you may belong to game but thing again you don't , and it's how you play ya' cards in the whole process. Poppi is a big time drug dealer everybody know of hi...