Sammy's pov
A few hours later.
I was at the pet shop, getting this baby cat for Kiara. She was at home with Yadira and I told her I left to the studio, another thing I need to talk to her about.
I got it, and they gave me a little cage too but I had him on my lap while I drove back home.
Imma let Kiara take him pet shopping.
When I got home, I put him behind my back and walked in the door to see Kiara and Yadira dancing and laughing their asses off while watching some show on Nick Jr.
"Ki, come hea'." I said.
She looked at me and came over to me.
"Wassup?" She said out of breath.
I pulled the kitten out and Kiara gasped.
"Oh my god, you weren't playin" she said grabbing his tiny body from my hands.
"I said I was gonna get you one. Anything you want, I gotchu. But it's a boy" I said smiling, waiting for a thank you.
"He's so cute, tank ya baybe" she said in an accent then she kissed me.
"Here's some money to go pet shopping, but come back quick. I gotta tell you something important"
I gave her $200 to go pet shopping. She left and I played with Yadira at the park till she came back.
She walked in with 3 big bags. I helped her put the stuff up then she came to me with the kitten in her hands.
"Imma name him Tiggy, cuz he looks like a tiger" she said rubbing him, making him purr.
"That's a good name"
"So what did you need to tell me?"
"Come on" I said leading her into the room. Yadira was downstairs with Stunna.
I sat her on my lap and she looked at me, waiting for me to talk.
"I think I wanna quit rapping" I said. She stopped rubbing Tiggy and started at me.
"Are you serious? Why?" She said. She didn't sound mad, just disappointed.
"Me being at jail just fucked up my whole career. I wanna start over, but I wanna do something else"
"Ok, imma stay witchu the whole way. But what you thinking of doing?"
"Umm, I'm not making enough money so I think imma just uhh.... Sell drugs."
Her eyebrow raised and she looked at me funny.
"What happened to being with me the whole way? Besides, that's just until I get back on my feet"
"I am, but selling drugs? Sammy you have a daughter, how's that gonna effect her?"
"I don't know, she's not gonna know anyways. She doesn't know what drugs are"
"She's gonna find out one day. And how are you gonna hide all that in here. I quit smoking a lil bit before I got pregnant with Saniyah, and I haven't smoked since. You've been smoking this whole time. She's gonna smell that weed, one day she might go to school smelling like weed. Try singing, or try to get an actual job. Go to college Mike. But you need to quit that smoking bullshit" she said getting off of me and leaving the room.
I sighed and ran my hands through my hair.
What am I gonna do?
I just laid back on the bed and fell into a deep thought.
Next day...
I put my new/probably last song on my social media and it started to get hella likes.
My Twitter and Instagram was blowing up about it.
Kiara and Yadira was gone somewhere, so I stayed in the house all day.
I called Dice over, so I can talk to him about what's going on.
I really do wanna quit, rapping can get hard sometimes. And I know you're supposed to keep trying, but it's too much going on right now. There's still some things that Kiara doesn't know yet, not even Dice.
That's why I told him to pull up.
I already started selling, my trap phone been blowing up since last night.
Ever since I turned it on.
I packed my backpack full of weed in little ziplock bags and put on an outfit, which was monotone colors.
Dice walked in, since I left the door unlocked for him, then dapped me up.
"Wassup Trill"
"Come on" I said walking out the door. He locked the bottom lock and got in the car.
"Where we headed?" He asked me.
I stayed silent, because it's hard for me to explain to people something personal.
"You straight man? You usually don't act like this" He asked looking at me weird.
"Yea, just some stupid shit on my mind" I said pulling up to this house.
I beeped the horn a few times then got the bag outta my backpack.
"Nigga you selling again?"
I nodded as this girl came up to me.
She looked around and pulled out my money.
I took it and gave her what she wanted and drove off.
"Man wassup witchu?" He said twirling something on his neck. It wasn't his Icey Life chain. It was silver. DICE DON'T WEAR SILVER! ITS ALL GOLD WHERE WE FROM!
"What's that?" I said pointing to it.
"Nothing man" he said as he stopped messing with it.
"I guess we both got somethin-"
"What's wrong Sammy? Who is it? We can pull up on they ass right now" Dice said feeling his pants for his gun.
"Nah man, they already in the hospital. I got em"
"Who is it? And why you ain't kill em?"
"Because I ju- I'll tell you when we pull up at the trap" I said as I pressed the gas pedal harder, speeding to the trap.
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When we got there, it looked the same as before.
"My nigga Sammy!" People started dapping me up.
"What happened while I was gon?" I said as Dice and I walking into my office.
"I took over for you. I couldn't let you down bro"
I nodded my head.
"So, you gon tell me what's around yo neck?" I asked
He pulled it out slowly.
"What's that?"
"Uhh, it a necklace" he said looking behind me.
I looked behind and saw a bottle of ashes sitting on a table.
I remember burning them bitches who killed my first daughter.
"Well duh, why you tryna hide it from me?" I asked.
"It's Diamond's necklace, the one I got for her" he said looking at it.
"Nigga don't you have a girl?" I said referring to Ash.
"Yeaa, but I really thought I was gonna have a future with that girl"
"So you loved her?"
"You can say that I guess" he said looking back up at me.
"Why didn't you tell me? I wouldn't have burned the bitch"
"She deserved it, that's why I didn't stop you that day" he said putting the necklace back into his shirt.
"Maan, next time the 'love of your life' fuck wit me and I try to burn ha, tell me nigga" I joked.
He chuckled.
"So who you hospitalized?"
I sighed and started talking...
