Thug's Need Love

Chapter 2

I will be switching up the points of views, but overall, it will be in Ant's and KeKe's :) I hope you all enjoy!!

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Ant's POV

When I made it home, I parked my car in the drive way and went straight upstairs to my bed. I'm glad Skylar introduced me to that girl KeKe.

I don't know what it is, but after this past month with her, it's just something about her that I can't stop thinking about.

I got up the next morning, not able to remember anything but KeKe and the way her and I I automatically clicked. I finally decided to get up and get my day started.

I hopped in the shower and slipped on some camo pants, a regular white T-Shirt and my Wheats and walked out the door. I could hear my phone ringing so I picked it up and instantly saw it was my dawg Trent.

Turns out some little niggas tried to rob one of my traps a little down the way from my house. To be honest, today was supposed to be a chill day and I was gone try to talk KeKe into coming over, so that's exactly what I did.

At around six, I was gone go scoop her and Skylar, gone about my business to have an at home double date. After I finish this business, I'll be on the way.

When I arrived at the trap, I saw my bro Josh. I gave him some dap and ran down the stairs, seeing two little dudes around 14 strapped to some chairs.

"Y'all know I'm KING around this bitch, and when I hear some lil youngin's tryna come to one of my traps and steal something, they got another thing coming."

I shot one in the chest and the other in the head. "Aye, Josh, tell Trent to get somebody to clean this shit up immediately, Ion need blood all over my trap floors dawg."

Josh nodded and got right to work. I ran upstairs and told all my bros I would talk to them later. I knew I had a little time let because it was 4:45 when I got to the crib. I slipped on an all black True Religion pants, a Ralph Lauren stripped polo and my white and black 11's and walked out the door.

I could tell tonight was going to be a good ass night.

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Keshia's POV

Later that day, Ant said he would be stopping by so I was waiting ready and so was Skylar. We both decided that it would be a refreshment to go ahead and go to their house since we weren't doing anything.

After I hopped out of the shower, I got a text from Ant.

AntBaby: Hey, I'll be pickin' y'all up around 8. Be ready and I ain't playing!!

KeKe: Alright, we getting ready now boo.

I slipped on a Love Pink metalic sweater, some black leggings, and my black knit UGGS. As I walked out of the bathroom, I saw Skylar, who was just getting out of the shower and it was 7:50.

"Sky, hurry up! Ant on his way with Jay." I shouted to her, loud enough so that she could hear me. I guess it startled her because when she came back out she lightly hit me on my arm. "Girl, don't scare me like that no more!" She replied.

She looked casual, yet ready to go on a date. She had on Michigan fleece, some True Religion wash jeans, and her blue bailey bow UGGS. We both went down the stairs and got some fruit snacks, and after opening my pack the doorbell rung.

Soon as I opened the door, Ant was standing there with a dozen pink roses, which were my favorite, and a stunning smile on his face. I couldn't do anything but smile back just as hard. I soon after called Skylar, she came from out of the kitchen, grabbed her keys, and locked up the door.

We all entered the elevator, and once we got to the lobby, Ant opened up the door for both Skylar and I. I knew in my mind that he was a drug kingpin, but right now, that was so out of my mind. Ant pulled up in a 2014 Lexus GX and opened the car door for me, and jogged over to the over side to get in. Starting the engine, he pulled off, while I was staring out the window, daydreaming.

"Keshia, you alright ma?" He asked, with a unsettle look on his face. We were at a red light, so he looked over to me. "I'm fine," I responded, but he knew for a fact that I wasn't.

When we pulled up to the house, and it was a different one from the last time we'd came to his house. Ant looked at me before we made our way into the house, he couldn't understand my mood, and neither could I.