A Hustlers Prayer: Tyga Love Story

A Huslters Prayer- Tell Me He's Nothing.

[Aubriana]

4:30pmKj- I need to see you bae.

4:30pm Kj- How come you won't talk to me?

4:30pm Kj- Aight then fuck you to then Aubriana.

Kj been blowing my phone up lately. Ever since Michael and I found out I'm pregnant he's been so happy while I've been feeling like shit. Ignoring Kj isn't working and neither is avoiding him because he finds some way to walk by me at school or I'll see him watching me. It's really creeping me out and I wanna tell Michael but I can't I tell him without revealing my dirty little secret.

I locked my phone after reading his latest messages then sat it on the counter. Honey, Heather, Sydney, Nique, and I were sitting in the kitchen cooking, well I was cooking cause these lazy hoes wasn't doing a damn thing.

"Like I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted." Honey rolled her eyes at Heather.

"Bitch shut up cause you wasn't saying shit just a minute ago." Heather laughed sipping her ice tea.

I laughed stirring the taco meat boiling on the stove. You could feel the tension between Sydney and Nique but I tried to ignore it because they claim to be grown ass women so they can handle their dispute on their own, I got to much drama of my own to be worried about somebody else's problems.

"So Sydney how long have you and Chris been dating?" Nique asked in the middle of Honey talking about what we should name the baby.

"Umm not that it matters to you but we aren't dating."

"I'm sure." Nique said sarcastically.

"Bitch please don't make me act a fool at somebody house cause I'm really trynna be nice about the situation but if I catch yo' cocked eyed ass staring at me sideways again I'ma go upside yo' head."

"Oh shit!" Heather and Honey said together.

"Bitch you don't know me!"

"AYE CHILL OUT WIT' ALL THAT FUCKING NOISE!" I yelled irritated.

"Well damn!" Honey whispered making me laugh.

"Y'all suppose to be grown but y'all arguing like some lil' ass kids and I ain't nobody referee so y'all need to chill out or get the fuck out."

I threw down the spoon and walked to my room. I wasn't up for the bullshit today and the way I'm feeling er'body up in this bitch can get cussed the fuck out.

"Ma you okay?" I looked to see Michael standing in the door way looking at me.

"No." I laughed.

He walked over and pulled me up to his chest. "Stop mikey you all sweaty and shit." Him, Chris, Tank, Trell, and some more niggas went to play basketball earlier.

"You wasn't saying that last night." He smirked.

"Shut up!" I giggled squirming to get out of his arms.

"Stop moving and tell me what's wrong."

I signed. "It's these fucking hormones and niggas don't know to contain they feelings and shit."

He laughed. "Baby you need to stop stressing about other people problems because if something happen to my baby I'ma catch a ma' fucking case." He chuckled but I knew he was dead ass serious.

"I'm not babe." I kissed his lips.

"Mmm." He bit his lip and looked me up and down.

I rolled my eyes then he lead me back into the living room where everybody sat. Tank and Chris hugged me then I sat on Honey lap because I wasn't about to sit my ass on the floor and Michael was already standing up.