A Hustlers Prayer: Tyga Love Story

A Huslters Prayer- Twists & Turns.

[Michael]

"Don't fucking play wit' me nigga!" I yelled the guy who seemed to be no younger then me. "Where the fuck is Nice!"

"I-I don't know!" The nigga yelled coughing up blood.

Chris and I been at this shit for almost a week and I'd be lyin' if I said I wasn't tired of this shit. Nobody knew where this nigga was but this only fueled my fire because when I finally catch him and I will he gon' wish I hadn't.

"I'm done with this nigga." I told Chris and Tank.

Tank sent a hot bullet in his head then I kicked his lifeless body out of my way. I walked over to the van and gave it a forceful kick. I'm so tired of coming to a dead end.

"We gon' find em' don't even trip." Tank said clicking his gun. "Go back home and check on lil' mama." I smirked.

"Aight." I dapped Chris and Tank up then got in my Audi just to speed away seconds later.

I pulled up to Bri's mom house and killed the engine. She still ain't trynna come back to the house until we move and she wanna do it before the twins get here, a little under four months, another reason me to stress the fuck out.

"Baby I'm outside." I said to Bri over the phone.

"Nigga I'm five months pregnant with yo' kids and you want to walk my big ass down the stairs to let you in. You must be fucking high!"

"I'm sorry damn."

"Ring the fucking doorbell and somebody who isn't carrying two kids will open the fucking door." She hung up.

I wasn't sure I even wanted to go up there now. When her mood swings start she be on one but since we been back, I ain't been spending a lot time with her. I even missed her doctors appointment and she ain't stopped bitching about that yet but I got a surprise for her.

I rang the door bell and Vince answered with a smile. Vince is cool, he don't to much get involved with our relationship except he always says respect his house and step-daughter but other then he's straight. I jogged up the stairs to see Bri sitting on her bed in towel wrapped around her body and one wrapped around her head and she was painting her toes, well trying to anyways.

"You bet not be squishing my twins guh." I smiled leaning on the door frame.

She looked at me and rolled her eyes. Man I got the right mind to walk up out this bitch cause I'm trying to be nice but she keep catching these fucking attitude like everything is my fault.

"Baby why you got an attitude?" I asked walking over to her and kissing her temple.

"Michael move Damn. I'm not in the mood."

"Well why the fuck you call me over here? Talking about you miss me and shit but when I get here you wanna be a bitch."

She looked at me wide-eyed and I ain't even mean for the bitch part to come out but I'm just frustrated and she just adding to it.

"Well if I'm such a bitch why don't you just leave."

"Aubriana I didn't mean for that to come out the way it did." I told her trying to bring her in my arms but she kept pushing me away. "Baby stop I'm sorry."

"No Michael your not!" She screamed. "You leave for hours, weeks, days at a time and not even call me to let me know your okay or check on your kids!" Bri shouted in my face. "There is only so much my mom can do or Honey and Heather can do to comfort me but I don't want them Michael! I need you to go to doctors appointments not for you to send Honey because your to busy running the fucking streets. You have two kids on the way in less then four months and we haven't even started to setup there rooms because they have no fucking place to sleep because daddy rather run around playing thug then finding us an apartment or something." She continued to cry.

"Bri I'm trying damn. don't I get some credit for that?" I exhaled. "I'm not Out here for fun and games Aubriana, I do this shit so we can fucking eat."

"Get a real fucking job instead of that other shit because Michael I swear to God if I loose you I don't know what I'd do."

She broke down in my arms. All this attitude and her bitching at me wasn't because of what I was doing she was scared of loosing me. I felt like shit for not seeing this earlier.

"Bae I've told you before you not gon' loose me."

"Can you promise that Michael?" She looked up at me with those big brown eyes even though I had a small amount of doubt in my body I couldn't tell her that.

"I promise baby and I'm so sorry."

She nodded slowly.

"I'm sorry too."

[Chris]

"Sydney what the fuck is you doing?"

She shifted from foot to the next and right now her whole presence was pissin' off

"Chris I'm pregnant." She said attitude.

Why the fuck is it always me getting put in fucked up positions like this. I was attempted to close the door in her face but considering what happened last time I stepped aside and let her inside.

"So what you want me to do?"

"Not a damn thing cause I'm not having it." Sydney crossed her arms.

My temper instantly rose to a hundred. "After the shit I went through with Nique you really gon' kill my seed?"

Sydney laughed.

"You ain't know if the bastard baby was yours anyways and why the fuck would I think you grown since then and wanna take care of this baby because honestly Christopher I ain't trynna raise no baby on my own. I'm to fuckin' young."

"Your fucking sick and selfish like I don't get it."

"Stay whatever you want but just know I won't be having this baby." She stormed out of the house and slammed my door.

I stood there dumbfounded.

[Aubriana]

"100k." I told Michael.

We had just finished counting all the money in his safe and everything altogether was 100k.

"We can work with that if this is what you really wanna do."

"Yes baby." I kissed his lips.

"Aight."

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Sorry it took me so look long to write this and its really short but I honestly think it's crap and I might 're-do this chapter but until then here it is.

I hope you enjoy!

Later LuvBuggs(: