Hood Rich

✖️Chapter 25

Chyna POV {7:53 a.m.}

I laid and listened at D.J.'s soft snores as the sun peeked through my curtains.
I mentally smiled as I thought about what we did and what Lo said. She was wrong. He definitely don't need other bitches as long as I'm still giving it to him when he want it.

I glanced around the room looking for the few pieces of clothes I had on before things got nasty. I debated on putting them back on but fuck it. My room ; I'll walk around naked if I please.

I threw the sheet off me and quietly put my feet on the floor. I instantly regretted getting up. It felt like somebody stabbed me in between my legs. It was worst when I walked, but I had to suck it up 'cus I'm not finna piss on my self.

By the time I made it back into the room, D.J. was sitting against the head board scrolling through his phone.

He looked at me for a few seconds once he noticed I was still bare and smiled before looking back down at his phone.

"I'm surprised you walking. " He commented , still typing rapidly.

Who the hell is he texting this early in the morning?

"I had to pee so I got up, but they do hurt. Feel like a gorilla raped me. " I joked before crawling back in the bed next to him , hoping to see who he was texting.

He chuckled before locking the phone and pulling me closer.

"Daddy got you hurtin'. " He smirked.

"You're so arrogant. " I rolled my eyes.

"You like it. " He said kissing my neck hoping for a second round.

"Uhh, no."

"Please, bae." He insisted.

"No. It hurts." I said before moving his traveling hands.

Ding. Ding. Ding.

"Who is that? " I questioned.

"Tez. He wants me to pick up Kyree and bring him to his place. "

"Who is Kyree and why are they going to his house? And does Minnie know?" I attacked him with questions.

D.J. sighed before giving me the run down.

Minnie POV { 4:07 p.m. }

"Mommy?" Jeremiah's soft voice called. Nothing made me happier than hearing his voice lately. Not knowing if he'd die or not almost killed me. Literally.

"Yes baby?" I asked looking back in the rearview mirror.

"I want daddy."

I cut my eyes at the Mc Donald's we were passing and decided to keep going to Martez's house. Hopefully the bastard cooked. Once I arrived Jeremiah's fave lit up like a night in Paris.

"Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!" He yelled.

"Stop that. " I instructed as he looked at me as if I had two heads.

We walked up the stairs to Tez's apartment door and knocked until we heard footsteps coming.

"Uh , what are y'all doing here?" He asked. Almost nervous. Which was unusual. Even if he was lying , his chill personality and intimidating height made you believe him.

I looked up at him and frowned. "Jeremiah wanted to see you and I was passing by so I stopped. " I explained. He looked down on me before stepping out and closing the door behind you.

"What's wrong witchu ? You got another bitch in there or somethin?" I snapped.

He grabbed Jeremiah and simply ignored me.

I grabbed the door knob and he grabbed my hand. "Don't go in there."

"Why?" I challenged.

"Why you actin' crazy. You don't trust me?" He smiled.

That Smile. That stupid, deceptive, beautiful smile.

"I don't know should I ?" We began staring each other down. Not a lustful stare but an amusing stare. To see who would crack first. Jeremiah just pulled and bit down on Tez's chain, he wasn't paying us any attention.

"Daddy?" I heard a little boy call. But not Jeremiah. Oh no. Jeremiah doesn't speak that clear. I turned to see a little boy. He was a cutie. Looked about 5 , but tall for his age. And he looked like Martez.

"Go in the house Kyree, I'm coming. " He told the little boy. I just stood there.

Once the cute little boy closed the door I turned my attention to Tez.

"Daddy?" I asked lowly.

He simply nodded.

"You're such a liar. You never told me you had another kid!" I whisper-yelled.

"And you never asked, so it's not lying!" He defended himself. I shook my head and rolled my eyes.

"Give me my baby. " I reached for Jeremiah before having my hand slapped away by Jeremiah himself. "No. Daddy." He said clinging himself to Martez like a monkey.

"Stop Minnie. Be cool. Let him meet his brother. " He said with all seriousness.

I rolled my eyes before throwing my middle finger up. "Bring him home before 8 bitch. " I said walking down the stairs.

This nigga here boy.

Diamond POV {4:56 p.m. }

There's a difference between love and attraction. A thin line between lust and admiration. Something that everyone struggles with is trying to figure which category is for who. But I never know what category is for me. How do these niggas see me? Am I they potential wife or just some free head and pussy. Do they crave my attention or my affection ? Is it my mind and the way I'm deceptive ? The way I can make a bad thing feel good. The way I can make cheating on your girl feel sensational as long as our little understanding is still understood. But what if I'm tired of playing the side chick? What if I want more than you're willing to offer. What if the first rule to our little game has already been broken? What if I caught feelings that haven't been spoken? How do you remain emotionless when he brings so many emotions? Mad , happy , sad, sometimes I feel broken. I don't want to say I love you , so I'll leave those words unspoken because if I say it I'll lose you like a kid at Chuck - E - Cheese loses his token. I know you got problems with commitment. I know you not perfect. But I can't help what I want, and to me you're worth it. Every tear I cry, every feeling I have. If you're a mistake you're the best mistake I ever had.

I laid here thinking of everything me and D.J. went through. We went through a lot and I miss him. Since I got rid of the baby he hasn't said a word to me. I saw him in the store and he gave me a death stare.

What's wrong with me? Why do I constantly get attached to all the things I can't have? Why do I love him so much? If he was as good as I wanted him to be he would be here with me. But he's not. He's pissed. And I don't understand why.

Did he really care about an unborn child that fast? Or was it just the principle that he was having a baby? Or maybe he disliked the fact that I killed a piece of him.

Seeing him with Chyna infuriates me. The way he grabs and kisses her in public versus we have to sneak and do it in my small apartment. It's not fair. Why does she get the wife role? What does she have that I don't? I know that little virgin aint givin it up. Maybe that's it. Her innocence. Maybe I need to reclaim my innocence. Or is it too late? Don't get me wrong. I've been around but I always kept my business to myself. It was always these bitch made boys going back and running their mouth. I want D.J.  Only him. That's it. I understand now. The Lord is telling me don't go down without a fight. It has to be the reason I can'g get over him. Because we're destined for each other.

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Been a lonnnnnnnng time. I had got in trouble. then i lost my password. but i'm back now. excuse any errors please<< I write on my phone.

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