My Hustle and Lover: COMPLETED ✅

Chapter 2

August Raines POV

I pulled up to the trap and killed the engine. Grabbing my McDonald's bag, I hopped out and made my way to the towards door.

"Open up dis door niggas!" I yelled

Kicking the door while stuffing my mouth with fries.

Seconds later the door few open with my bro Mel standing there.

"Lil nigga fuck I tell you about not using yo fuckin' key"

I just laughed whiling pushing my way through the door.

"I'm serious Yungin' use yo key, that's what you got it for"

"I hear you man but as you can see my hands are full"

"Shut da fuck up with your fat ass" My bro laughed while snatching my bag.

After wiping my mouth I made my way upstairs to my office taking a seat behind my desk. I logged on to my laptop then looked down to see two duffle bags sitting at my feet with a note on it.

Count this up lil bro add it with the rest and make sure the books matches what's in the bags. Since you the one good with numbers and shit

-MellyB

Why the fuck this nigga ain't tell me this downstairs.

I just shook my head, pulling the bags from under my desk then dumping the money on it. Just by looking at it I could tell it was well over 100k but I got to count it anyway.

I guess you can say this is my job around here. I count and handle all the money we bring in. My hands never touch the product. Mel never wanted me in that part of this life. Well he never wanted me in none of it honestly. But don't get me fucked up just because I deal with the money don't mean I'm a punk or some shit. Most people say I'm ruthless and don't give a fuck about nobody but myself. That ain't true; I care about my brother Mel and his daughters that's pretty much it through.

My mama and I really ain't on speaking terms cause of some shit I really ain't about to speak on but it's cool. I love my mama dearly but it is what it is.

After counting up all the money and writing down the numbers I put it in the safe then pulled out our books. If you're confused on what the "books" are, it's like our records. It tell us how much product we ship in every month and what it's worth. How much of that product we give to each crew member and the money they bring back. At the end of the month before the next shipment come in if the numbers don't add up we got a problem. Simple shit.

Everything seems to add up and look right but for some reason I always check three or four times to make sure. When I was sure everything was good I put the books back and kicked my feet up on my desk.

A nigga tired as fuck. As soon as my eyes closed I heard office door open and my boy Sneaks voice filled the room.

"Wake your bitch ass up Yungin' fuck you sleeping for?"

"Cause nigga I'm tired."

I spoke back not even opening my eyes.

"You ain't doing shit what you tired for?"

"I ain't get no sleep last night man, I feel restless"

The room got quiet but even with my eyes closed I knew Sneaks was still standing there.

"You been taking your medicine man"

I just sighed, sitting up straight in my chair.

"Sneaks I told you before and I'm tired of saying it. I ain't taking that shit !"

"Well you ain't ever going to sleep then nigga. Yo doctor told you take that shit for a reason"

Ignoring his responses, I stood up from my chair adjusting my hat on my head and just looked at him.

I know my boy want the best for me but honestly I ain't taking that shit. To me it don't help me sleep it just dope me up enough to make me pass out.

Logging off my laptop, I made my way towards the door.

"I'll catch you later man"

I heard him sigh but he didn't respond he just nodded in agreement.

Once I was out my office and down the steps I saw Mel baby mother sitting there.

"Hey Yungin"

I just looked at her and nodded.

Shawdy and I ain't never really been cool. I deal with her because I love my brother and nieces. But for some reason she just rubs me the wrong way.

"You out lil bro?" I heard Mel say from behind me.

Turning around I seen he had my youngest niece Kay-Kay in his arms.

"Yeah I'm gone man. Hey Kay-Kay"

She jumped out her father's arms and made her way to me attacking my legs.

"Hey uncle August where you going?"

"Home mama Uncle Aug tired. Imma come through later and see you and the girls ok"

"Promise?" She said holding her pinky out

"Promise"

Wrapping my pinky around hers kissing her forehead.

"Imma hit you later Mel"

"Ard man be safe lil bro"

"Same to you"

Making my way out the door and to my car I just shook my head.

I hated when Melvin brought the girls to the trap. It just ain't safe for them and for his baby mother to think that shit is okay something wrong with her ass. Its like she always want to be everywhere hes at and that shit blows me. Like bitch go take care of home and yours daughters like you suppose to do instead of being neck deep in this niggas ass. But as a man Mel should also let her know that said ain't cool but he doesn't. I cant tell that nigga how to live his life but I can say is the positions hes putting his baby mother and kids in ain't right.