Thug Life is the Life To live

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TRE POV **NEXT DAY**

So i woke up feeling kind of sore. I had a big ass cut above my eye & my nose and lips were swollen. I looked over and Quays right eye was straight black and blue. Damn. I didnt even feel like waking him up. We must of both passed out on the couch together because he was laying across my legs when I woke up and there was 4 open bottles of ciroc on the coffee table. Yeah, we was FUCKED UP! I mean thats what bros do right? Beat the shit out of each other for no reason at all then put a scary movie on Netflix, pop a couple bottles & talk about all the bitches we ever fucked? Yeah! Sounds legit. Haha, i love my fucking brother mane! I swear i do but looking at how we fucked each others faces up i doubt well be doing shit today. Im a just go upstairs and chill out. He know where my room is. Hell come up when he wake up.

I went into the kitchen to make me something to eat. I made 2 boiled eggs and 8 slices of bacon. This shit was going down! I poured a cup of OJ and went to my dining room. I saw my phone on the charger so i decided to check it. I had 1 missed call from my mom, 2 missed calls from my nigga JoJo, 17 missed calls from Shy and 4 text messages from her. What the fuck? My heart dropped like literally. When ever i stop eating my food to call someone back, pshh... Just know what we got is fucking real. Like REAL NIGGA SHIT! I decided that ill call my mom and JoJo back later. I was concerned about Shy. I dialed her number 4 times and it went straight to voice mail. Wtf? I hope my baby good!

Yesterday after Shy got out the bath tub she told me her and her mother had a fight and she wanted to go make sure her brother was alright. I dropped her off and told her to call me. I felt like a fucking asshole now! She probably thinks i just used her for sex or something. I hate that i didnt know if she was okay or not! I decided that if i didn't get a call back in 30 minutes i would go to her house. I looked down at my half eaten boiled egg and 4 slices of bacon left. I put it in the microwave and decided ill finish it later. I was way to worried about my baby to eat

**45 Minutes Later**

I was pulling into her drive way. I saw two cars parked there so i knew someone was home. I got my gun and put it in the front of my boxers. You never know how niggas can be! I knocked on her front door at least 20 times before this middle aged woman came to the door. "What the fuck you want young nigga?" this bitch spat at me. I frowned at her trying to hold my composure even though i wanted to snap right back at her old ass! Yeah im just looking for Shy i said. "Oh so you the little nigga that she chose over her own fucking son huh? That dumb bitch made me late for work and she knows how mad i get when im fucking late for work. Shit! Taking care of her and that damn baby she should know we need the money! So since she tried to take advantage of me i kicked her ass out. She could be a fucking bumb on the street for all i care! And as for you.. Dont ever fucking come back to my damn house again looking for a SHYANNE!" She slammed the door in my face and i walked back to my car. I sat in the driver seat and just starred into my front mirror....stuck. To be honest i dont even know what that lady said. I know that she was probably Shy's mom but i completely zoned out after she referred to baby Trey as Shy's "son." One of these bitches lied to me and i swear to god it better have been that lady because if Shy's been lying to me for the past couple weeks... all hell gon break loose!

SHY POV **NEXT DAY**

I woke up in a homeless shelter. All i had was 3 bags full of clothes and my son. I looked around at all the beds in the room i slept in. These people looked crazy! Like u could tell they were actually homeless. I hated my mother for what she did. A normal mother wouldnt just throw their daughter and grandchild out on the streets and leave them for dead. I HATE THAT BITCH! I HATE HER! I HATE HER! I HATE HER! Fuck her and i mean that with all my heart. Fuck Tre'Kel too! He promised me that if i ever needed him he would be there. I called that nigga 17 times and not once did he answer! He was probably fucking some hoe or something! I hate him too. I couldn't believe that i actually believed him. He was just like baby Treys father, Tony. A piece of shit!