A Hustlers Prayer: Tyga Love Story

A Huslters Prayer- Boomerang.

[Aubriana]

[Week Later]

Everything has just been overwhelming this last week. I refused to move back in with Michael until he got us another condo or apartment so for now he's been coming to my mom's house. He explained how he saved Nique from that Nice nigga and how she's the reason one of his men came looking him that night I got attacked. To say I was pissed had to be an understatement but he reassured me he'd catch Nice.

"How much is them?" Michael asked laying across my legs watching the game.

I've been looking up plane tickets for the longest because Michael wanted to fulfill Nique's wish and spread her ashes in the Virgin Islands. So Trell, Heather, Honey, Chris, Sydney, Michael, and I were flying out there sometime this week. The doctor approved of me flying but I had to be extra careful.

"350 round trip."

He sighed. "Book 'em I guess."

"Babe you keep stressing about this, if we don't have the money why are you trying spend what we don't have."

"Bri it ain't about the money and you know that. I'm just trying figure out how I'ma keep you and my kids safe cause once we come back Savage want us to find Nice and this shit ain't gon' be easy."

This shit is really fucking wit' him cause he been on edge since we found Nique.

"Why won't you considering moving. As soon as we graduate and I have the twins we can move outta state or something. Michael this isn't your battle to fight."

"The fuck you mean this ain't my battle? His punk ass had somebody endanger my family and you want me to let that shit go?"

"I'm fine, the twins are fine what more do you want?" I said shoving him off of me and waddling downstairs to the kitchen.

"That's not the point."

"Then what is? because I'm lost."

Michael wrapped his arms around me from behind as I looked in the refrigerator for something to eat. He put his chin in the crook of my neck then kissed it.

"Listen baby I'm sorry but if this shit don't end now we gon' running for the rest of lives and I refuse to bring my kids in this world with us looking over our shoulders."

"Promise me you'll be safe?" I said turning around in his arms and smiling a little.

"Don't I always?"

I rolled my eyes before pecking his lips several times.

"I missed this." He mumbled against my lips.

"Me to."

He hugged me tight.

As much wanna believe Michael when he says he'll be alright something in the pit of my stomach told other wise, I just hope like hell I'm wrong.

[Sydney]

"Chris you aren't making me go!" I yelled from his bathroom.

"You ain't got no fucking choice Syd."

I brushed my hair into a high ponytail then walked out of the bathroom with my hands on my hips.

"Bullshit you ain't my damn daddy!"

"Man whatever Sydney you owe her that much because it's yo' fucking fault she hung herself."

I covered my chest.

"So it's my fault now, if the bitch hadn't been hoeing around she'd know who her baby daddy was instead of trying pin a baby on yo' dumbass."

"Watch yo' mouth!"

"Nah, Chris lets put the shit on the table since you wanna protect the lil' hoe." I smirked. "Are you mad because you actually think that was really yo' baby or the fact that you could be the reason she's dead?"

"Shut up!" He said through clench teeth.

I didn't have an ounce of sorrow in my body because cheating bitches always get what they deserve so it's one less hoe in the world who really cares.

"What the fuck are gonna do huh?"

"You know what? you just like all the rest of them basic ass hoes." Chris Laughed. "You fooled me though cause she put on a brave face like a ma'fucka but you ain't no different because you so worried the next bitch gon' take yo' place."

"Ain't nobody worried because she was to weak to handle life so I think I'm the stronger person."

"Nah, you a dumbass bitch for thinking somebody taking their life is okay."

I shrugged.

"I wonder if the broad yo' daddy fuckin' would feel the same way if yo' momma committed suicide?"

I told Chris my dad was cheating on my mom in confidence now he wants to throw that shit in my face.

"You a pussy ass nigga for that low ass blow."

"Shit ain't funny when the tables are turned is it baby?" He laughed.

I ran over to Chris and started punching the shit outta his face. I didn't stop until his lip was busted and his right eye was black and blue.

"Get the fuck off me." He yelled pushing me to the ground.

"Fuck you! hoe ass nigga."

"Get'cho ass out!"

"Gladly!"

I slipped in my flip flops and walked out the door into the night air. I jumped into my car and for the first time my face started to sting.

"Shit." I hissed grabbed the side of my face.

Looking in the visor I saw Chris had hit the side of my face and left a big ass bruise. Clenching my jaw I started my car and pulled off.

Fuck him and that hoe!

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Yay! I've finally had the time to update. This is kind of short and boring maybe it's just me lol.

Anyways

I think people got the wrong idea, this story isn't ending just yet, it has at least eight or nine chapters to go so stay tuned(:

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