A Hustlers Prayer: Tyga Love Story

A Huslters Prayer- Complicated.

[Aubriana]

"No boo you can't leave!" Honey yelled.

I just told Honey and Heather, Michael and I might be moving out of Compton.

"It's time for us to the fuck up outta here. I mean we have kids that we have to raise and I be damned if I have to raise my kids while looking over my shoulder because of some street shit."

"Awe! we're gonna miss you."

I chuckled as Heather, Honey and I group hugged then we all wiped our tears.

"Oooh! what if we throw you a baby shower before you leave!" Honey exclaimed laying on her stomach on my bed.

"But we're not leaving until graduation and I'm only five and half months pregnant."

"So, graduation is like 3 months which puts you at eight months and you'll be gone by then."

"But--."

"No buts we've already made up our minds."

I rolled my eyes then we started talking about baby themes when Michael came in the room with a pissed off expression. Honey and Heather mouthed they talk to me later before I walked them to the door then went back to our room. Michael laid on his back with his hands behind his head.

"Mikey what's wrong?" I asked sitting next to him.

"Nothing."

"Its obviously something if it's got you walking around here this a fucked up attitude."

"I said its nothing Aubriana now let it go!"

"Who the fuck do you think you talking to?"

He smacked his lips getting up and grabbing his keys. I blocked his path to the door and he looked everywhere else but at me.

"Look at me!" I said grabbing his chin to make him look at me but he smacked my hand off his face. "You must have lost yo' fucking mind if think you fenna start putting yo' hands on me because pregnant or not I'll beat the shit outta yo' high yella ass!"

"Man gone with that bullshit because I barely fucking touched you!"

"Ion give a fuck!" I stepped in his face and if it wasn't for my stomach we'd be chest to chest. "Don't you ever smack my hand like I'm your fucking child Michael Ray Nguyen Stevenson."

"Chill wit' all that."

His nonchalant attitude was really starting to piss me off. How dare he come up in here mad at the world then take it out on but he better have a damn good excuse.

"Tell me why you walking around here bitching!" I mushed his head.

I watched as his jaw locked with anger but I kept enticing him. I pushed his chest back until he was against the wall.

"Aubriana you got one mo' time to put yo' hands on me before I snap."

"You ain't gon' do shit. Walking around bitching like a pussy." I laughed.

Before I could get a chance to see how angry he was, his right hand came into contact with my right cheek, sending me flying to floor holding my cheek.

"Yo! get the fuck outta here!" I screamed trying to get to my feet.

Michael sighed before grabbing his keys and leaving out of my room. When I finally got to my bed I rubbed my stomach and cried.

I don't fucking deserve this!

[Michael]

Shit! I ain't mean to hit her but she kept fucking trying me and I know it's an excuse but I been stressing myself out with everything because I'm trying to get shit right for my family but she make shit more complicated then it has to be.

I pulled a out a blunt and brought to my lips. I ain't been smoking cause Bri been pregnant and she says the smell of it put her want to throw up so I quit for a minute but right now I need some relaxation. Sitting back on the couch I turned on the tv when there was a loud ass banging sound on my door.

"Who the fuck is it?" I yelled with my 9mm drawn.

"Yo open the fucking door!"

Before I could say another word my door was kicked down and about nine or ten niggas came bombarding me. They kicked and punched me knocking my gun out of my hand. I tried to fight back but it was to many of 'em. I felt the last blow to my stomach then heard the cracking sound of my ribs.

"You thought you'd get to me first?" I recognized his face as the one and only Nice.

"Fuck you nigga!" I said spitting blood in his face then laughing. He stomped my face in with his steel toed boots and I was out.

[Aubriana]

"Stop moving ma." Kj said holding a pack of frozen peas to my face.

I sighed. "Do we really have to use peas?" We laughed.

"I can't believe he put his hands on you." Kj shook his head.

"Can we not talk about it."

"Whatever you say."

We sat in silence when my phone buzzed with a call from Chris. I sent it to voicemail then it rang again but I knew he was calling because Ty had told him what he had been now he wants me to give him.

Fuck Tyga!

After the tenth call I finally turned off my phone and sat on the counter with Kj beside me rocking me a sleeping Malachi.

"How do you do it?" I asked Kj softly.

"Do what?"

"Take care of Malachi by yourself. I mean I know it must be hard being a single parent and all."

He shrugged.

"It was at first but I got use to it."

I nodded not knowing what to say. I've never pictured myself a single parent but then again I never pictured myself pregnant at eighteen with a hitman as a boyfriend either.

"What'chu thinking about sweetheart?" Kj said knocking me out of my thoughts.

"Nothing really."

In came and stood between my legs with his arms around my lower back. I snuggled my head in neck and cried. It felt good to just have a shoulder to lean on. Kj pulled back and looked me in the eyes before moving closer to my face. Our lips were just about touch when Chris came running through the house frantic. Kj quickly pulled away and turned his back towards me.

"What the fuck is wrong with you Chris?"

He eyed Kj and I before twisting up his face and charging towards Kj. I begged and pleaded for Chris to let go Kj's neck but he wasn't trying to listen. Chris drop kicked Kj sending him flying into the cabinet doors.

"Chris stop!"

His chest was heaving up and down like he had just ran a damn marathon and his eyes were red.

"Ty's in the hospital!"

I covered my mouth. "Ion but he gotta go." Chris said grabbing my hand and taking me to his car. never minding the fact that I had on little bitty ass short, a hoodie and slippers.

Chris sped to the hospital bypassing the front desk and straight the room I'm guessing Ty was in. He laid on the hospital bed with tube in his mouth and a bandage over his right eye. the white blanket covered his body as he slept peacefully.

"I hope you feel like shit." Chris said walking passed me and honestly I did.

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