Pretty Hustle

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Real POV.

I looked at her holding my hands and tears back. My mind was completely fucked, the woman i love was about to marry my father. I wanted to leave the country and never look back. 'Fuck everybody' i thought but my heart protested. One thing i needed to do before I made up my mind was hear her out.

"You got two minuets to give me a good explanation on why you were about to marry my father. If i don't like it imma bounce and i aint gon look back. fuck that you wanna be hoe go ahead. But... if its reasonable ill consider my forgiveness" I stated coldly, she swallowed her tears back and began explaining.

"Real first of I was never in love with your father, you always had my heart no matter what. He threatened me with my life if i didn't cooperate." She sighed. "Real you gotta believe me, I would never..." I cut her off by crashing my lips into hers. Tears ran from both of her eyes which i wiped away with my thumbs.

"I believe you baby. you should have told me i would of protected you... He's gone now, wont hurt you" i kissed her forehead. Then her phone rang stopping me from kissing her lips.

"Oh my god... I'm on my way" Whiskey looked up with even more tears in her eyes.  

"Heaven's back"

***** 

Whiskey POV.

I waited at terminal 8, heart beating like a motherfucker. I squeezed Real's hand as i watched as people began pouring out. I prayed i didn't imagine that phone call and it wasn't a joke. Then there she was, My sister my family my keeper. She looked weak and had to b supported by that Jamar nigga, i swear i don't trust him.

Heaven POV.

I could barley walk or see but I was determined to make it home. My home. Jamar was basically carrying me off the plane. I felt sick which only meant one thing, I needed a hit. before I could give up and fall on my hands and knees and vomit I felt a familiar warm embrace that was much needed.

"Im soo sorry Hev I missed you so much" Whiskey rambled on while crying. I then felt safe to break. I collapsed in her arms and we both sat crying to each other for a good ten minutes before getting up.

"Its true" I heard his voice say I turned around only for Low to pull me in his strong arms. "I missed you ma, more than ever." I felt the crease of my neck get wet which was an indication he was crying. I returned the hug and looked beyond him which revealed Blaze's warm smile along with Loyall.

"Heaven" I knew that voice all too well. Choren. I turned around ready for my gut my drop instead Choren dropped, from the impact of Low's fist. Low got a few hits in before security escorted us out.

"WHAT FUCK YOU DOING HERE! NIGGA I SHOULD KILL YOU AND YOUR WHOLE FAMILY FOR WHAT YALL DID" even though Low's voice cracked a little It still had that bass to make bitch nigga run.

"It was my father it wasn't me, my father had a sick plan from the jump. I found out too late."

"Now its too late for you my nigga, count your days bruh because their coming to an end" was the last thing Low said before walking away. I was clearly not stable for this therefore Jamar pulled me back to him. Jamar became like a safety blanket one that I loved.

"Heaven I'm sorry and I do love you."

"but your married." was the only thing I could get out. "Obviously we weren't meant." I felt like I just swallowed a whole coconut and my heart twisted till it tore. No doubt I still love Choren and always will but were just not good. As much as I love the thrill I ain't tryna have that 'Love the way you lie' relationship.

"Ight" Choren walked away obviously hurt.

"Ok mama lets get you home." Whiskey implied.

"Nah her home with me." Jamar protested.

Whiskey POV.

oh no the fuck he didn't.