Jamar POV.
I knew from the moment I saw her, I had to have her. Her beauty was intoxicating. Heaven looks truly her name but far from it and I love the irony. Even though she's struggling right now imm be there for her, like a real man should not them bitch ass niggas she was dealing with before. I've been up since 4am watching the sunrise and Heaven, I never knew how beautiful nature could be but Hev got her beat.
I run the legal part of my family's cartel. My business is what turns the dirty money clean. Heaven would never have to work a day in her life, I will make her my queen its something a king like myself must have. I have to admit she does drive me crazy even when we lived together a few years ago she drove me insane, and she always hated to admit that our sex weren't just sex. We both sliped a couple of times when I dicked her down with that four letter word but Hev has a wall thats gonna take years to knock.
"Jamar" she reached for me across the California king bed so I pulled her close knowing how weak she is. I held her and she started to tremble and break sweat, fightn off drugs cold turkey is tough. I kissed her forehead and went to the master bathroom and started to fill up the tub with cold water. after a while of waiting making sure the bath was going smoothly I went back to check on Heaven but to see she left. "Fuck" I mumbled I grabbed my keys and headed out the door and drove south to 149th street on suphtin where all junkies are known to be at this time of night. I mean to call her a junkie but..... it is what it is.
Heaven POV.
I could barley walk but the need for a fix kept me going. I held my purse tight to my chest making my way down the blocks in the night. Crackheads and dope fiends are out looking for the same thing I'm looking for, it made me sick. The same poison I pushed through these streets was the same poison pushed through me. I could of died that day Santo took me but karma said 'bitch I got a better way to fix yo ass'. I reached my destination and pulled out my purse and took out $120. The dude looked at the money and was about to take it before he looked at me.
"Nah I want something else." he smirked showing two gold teeth, looking like a ugly ass Trinidad James. it made me sick that he wanted some ass from a junkie, that means he could have anything running through his shit.
"Nigga just take the fucking the money and give my shit." I slammed the money on his chest, but he grabbed my wrist. "Last time I check the drugs was still in my possession, you want it you gotta suck my beef all mighty Heaven." I looked up as he said my name...."Yeah I know you, you used to think you were the shit. Acting like you a nigga pushn dope and killing niggas like you hard. Now look at you, a fucking junkie" Another nigga came from around the alleyway and stopped in his tracks when he saw me.
"Oh shit, I'm finna put this on the gram, book, twitter everydamnthing." he pulled out his iphone and started snapping pictures I was blinded by the flash and I put my arm up turning my face. "Take yo shit and bounce bitch ain't no one want yo ol raggedy pussy no way" The dude tossed to bags on the floor which I dropped down on my knees to pick up. "Dumb bitch" one mumbled "Now go somewhere" that's exactly what I did. I rushed to a local abandon building and sat in the stairway and began my high.
Low POV.
"Dave fuck you want, you can't buy no shit from me with nickels and dimes go on somewhere." Dave the crack head always beggn for shit. he the nigga to beg you for money then buy something from you with the money you just gave him.
"Nah I'm straight, I just came down to let you know yo girl in the stairway... Deep ass nod too she thought I was you." Dave stepped back and did a model walk and flashed his missing teeth smile. "You think we look alike?"
"Naw nigga now move" I pushed him aside and ran up to the building. Damn this shit stink. I know damn well Hazel ain't fuckn with no dope ill kill her ass. I ran up three flights til I got to 'my girl'
"Heaven" I lifted her head from the dirty wall of piss, dried vomit and god knows what.
"Daddy? you came for me" she slurred smiling with her eyes clothes. good thing the drugs didn't take the physical effect on the outside yet. she still beautiful as ever. Even with drool coming from the side of her mouth. "Is mommy here." she spoke as I lifted her up bridal style. I sat her in the car and ordered Dave to keep a eye on her.
I went around the block to where my workers are. "wassgood boss" they greeted I nodded and smiled before getting a straight face. "Who sold to Hev" everyone chatter and laughing died down. "NEXT TIME I HAVE TO ASK IM KILLING ALL YALL, SO YALL BETTER TELL ME WHO DID IT OR EACH ONE OF YALL MOMS, BABY MOMS, GRANDMOMS GETTN A BODY PART" it only took seconds before niggas began pointing, they all pointed to Donny. a new nigga on the block. I walked up to ol Donny boy and kicked him in his knee dropping him down on his knees I then lifted his head and took my blade out and stabbed him through his left eye until my hand could no longer continue. "I want no one selling to Hev she come down here yall call me. Got it" I looked them all in the eyes and they all nodded. "Clean this shit up" I walked back to my car and drove home.
Whiskey POV.
"Real don't stop" I panted as he ate out my love box. "Oooooww baby I love you... I'm gonna cummm. oooowwww" My back arched like I was in the exorcist. After my satisfaction Real kissed from my pussy up. Right before he was about to enter my phone rang. "Shit I hissed" I picked up my phone and answered clearly annoyed.
"Hello"
"come now. Asap. about Hev" Low spoke before hanging up. I hate when he does that shit, like he run every god damn body.
"Baby I'm sorry I gotta go" I kissed his cheek and got from under him to take shower.
"Not before you take this dick" he smirked before chasing me into the shower.
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After getting dicked down and washed up I headed over to Low. I ignored all of Jamar's calls because he really got on my nervs. I made my way to his condo Hazel opened the door, she a cute lil thing but Heaven puts her to shame. "He in the living room."
"Thanks hun." I smiled and walked to see a trembling Heaven and stressed Low.
"I don't know what to do."
"Rehab nigga." I knelt down to Heaven and stroked her hair. "Hey baby, you gonna get through this ok." She screamed in pain and held her stomach, then Jamar busted through.
"GET THE FUCK OUT MY HOUSE." low yelled.
"NOT WITHOUT HEAVEN!" Jamar stood in front of Low. I rolled my eyes and continued to nurture Heaven. She began getting up, I helped her up and she walked between Jamar and Low.
"Low calm down, Jamar they are family." she said in a weak tone. "Low, I'm with Jamar and I live with him. Jamar you can't be mad if they wanna take care of me and help me, I don't only need you I need them too." I could see the love in Heaven's eyes but the small hurt in Low's. "In order for me to get better imma need yall to stop this bullshit."
"I agree." I butted in.
"Now that we got that settled." Heaven turned to Jamar. "Babe, take me home."
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Pretty Hustle
General FictionHeaven and Whiskey, growing up in Ghetto aint easy especially if you the baddest bitches on the block. Heaven a soon to be drug queen and Whiskey a stripper. One major factor of their friendship, Money. See how these to thugetts deal with the drama...