Livin a Thug Life, Got a Hood Love

Chapter XVI

Bambii's P.O.V

"Tori, you're really busting my balls right now", I sighed, laughing after. I had just gotten out of the shower, and forgotten to pull my hair up into a shower cap. In result, my hair curled up. My hair had always been naturally like that but I always wore it straight. Tori had been begging me to keep it like that for the past thirty minutes, but I refused to go natural. I wanted to straighten it, but Tori hid my flat irons. I rolled my eyes as I sat down to put my shoes on.

"Girl it looks cute, so stop pouting". I shook my head and tied my shoe laces. I suddenly heard my name being called 'mommy mommy' and I knew it was Laya. She entered my bedroom, a wide smile on her face. "Auntie Tori!" She hugged Tori's legs, surprised to see her. "How's my little angel", Tori asked, returning the same smile. Laya giggled as Tori kissed her cheeks repeatedly.

"Mommy, is Larry coming?" "Yep", I answered. "Are you guys dating?" Tori chocked and patted her chest, shocked at what Laya had asked me. I had to admit she threw me off with that question.

No, he's your dad. I wanted to say.

"Laya, baby, just.. have a seat", I patted a spot next to me. She hoped her tiny body onto my bed and sat close, next to me. I could see Tori out the corner of my eye becoming nervous. I was nervous as well. This wasn't what I planned to say this morning.

"You know how you always ask about your dad?" She shook her head in response. "You know Laya, your dad, even though he left, he loves you very much." "Did he leave because he didn't like me?" I squeezed my eyes shut, her statement breaking my heart. "Of course not baby."

Now, it was time for the truth. I owed it to Laya and I couldn't lie to her.

"Laya... Larry's your dad." "...He's my papa?" "Yes baby, he's your papa".

Just then, there were knocks heard from the front door. "I-I'll go get it", Tori said, snapping back into reality. I nodded my head and turned back to Laya. "Why was he gone for so long", she asks. I sigh, "I wish I knew baby".

~*~

"Mommy, these are soooo pretty. Look at the colors!" I smiled, looking over at Laya who pointed at a shoe threw the glass mirrors.

All seven of us, Tori, me, Larry, Laya, Laurent, Chris, and Tyga were at the mall, shopping around. I especially needed to do some shopping of my own. I have enough clothes, but I'm never satisfied. I'd token off work today, spending time with my people.

"You want them Laya", Larry asked. She shook her head, her eyes looking as if she'd just gone into sugar shock.

"Then let's get em". He grabbed Laya's hand and she gladly took it. I shook my head and pulled his arm. "Larry, no, I can't let you-" "I'm her dad. I want to." He kissed my forehead and walked into footlocker with Laya's hand in his.

Moments later, they both walked out. Laya wore a happy smile on her face as she ran up to me, a bag in her hand swaying back and fourth.

She pulled the shoes out of their box and my eyes widened. They were all new Jordan's. I could see where she gets her shoe fashion from, considering the many Jordan's and other brand name sneakers she has. "You like them", I giggled, loving her excitement. She shook her head, admiring the shoes. The twinkle in her eyes when she glanced at Larry made me melt. I could already feel her accepting him in her life.

And for Laya, that's a lot.

I know she thinks Larry left because of her, no matter how many times I've tried to prove her wrong. But I also know that she knows he loves her with everything inside of him. She's his only daughter. I know that kids was a big a step for him, and now that I look back, versus now, he's more ready than ever.

"Well, we gon hit you up tonight or tomorrow, we gotta make a couple stops", Chris said, dapping Larry's fists.

"Bro bro, call me if you get a word from Jay", Laurent added on, bumping chests with him.

"We gotta finish that dr-"

"Uh, yea, I'll call y'all", Larry cut Tyga off, making me raise an eyebrow.

"How about you and me have a sleepover", Tori suggested, picking Laya up. "I thought you had to work Tori", I asked. "I took off too", she answered. "Can I mommy? Pleeaaasssee?" Laya says this in her adorable  baby voice and I knew I couldn't resist, but I hadn't planned on saying no.

"Of course you. I just have to pack your clothes." She claps and jumps down to attack me with hugs and kisses. I turn to Larry who was pouting, adorably. "Here you go daddy", she says, kissing his cheeks twice. His face softens and he picks her up, spinning her around. She giggled non stop.

~*~

"Bye mommy, bye daddy", Laya waves her hand, exiting the door with Tori. Larry beat me to her. He didn't want to let go, but eventually he did. I stood there, laughing at their daddy/daughter moment. I would've thought that Laya would need time to adjust, or at least ask questions, but she welcomed Larry with open arms and love and that's all I could've asked for.

Larry was busy closing and locking the door, so I went into my bedroom and removed my clothes. I started thinking about how Laya dressed herself today. It made me smile. Usually, I'd pick her outfits out for her, but today she impressed me.

To busy wrapped in my own thoughts, I didn't here Larry enter the bedroom. I was changing into a tank top and black spandex shorts, but couldn't put my bra on successfully without him snatching it up. I rolled my eyes and covered my chest before turning around.

"Larry, give me my bra", I said sternly. He smirked and threw my bra across the room. I narrowed my eyes at him before trying to go and get it, but he wrapped his arms around my waist, restricting me. I tried to escape his hold, but his grip only grew tighter.

But one part of me didn't want to push to hard, because I was loving the way he was holding me.

I rolled my eyes yet again, pushing away from him.

No bra it is.

I sighed pulling on my tank top, slightly mad that my nipples were clearly visible through the thin fabric. I turned around to see him biting his lip, and I punched his chest. He only laughed, as if he felt nothing.

He got buffer.

I attempted to go out into the living room, but he blocked my way and closed the door, locking it afterwards. He stepped towards me, and I stepped back. With each step, I felt myself becoming intimidated by his towering height.

My bottom hit the dresser, and I knew I was now doomed. I felt his lips brush past mine before I suddenly thrown onto the bed.

He removed his shirt and climbed in between my legs. I bit my lip, knowing what was to come next. He attacked my neck and I knew I would have little purple marks everywhere. But I could care less.

He trailed his kisses down lower, toying with my belly piercing with his teeth. His hands went into my shorts... and something came over me.

"Wait, Larry stop", I tapped his naked chest, out of breath. He stopped his actions and looked up at me with a worried expression. I starred at him, my chest heaving up and down as I breathed harder and harder.

The wave of emotion flushed over me in an instant.

He rested his forehead against mine, looking deep into my eyes. "What's wrong", he whispered.

"Larry, I've been waiting for this for two years. Where the hell were you?"