Family Hustle : "I Am My Brother's Keeper"

Chapter Eleven : "Here We Go Again"

                               -Tommy
           "Bye baby girl!" I say giving my daughter kisses before Natasha's mom took her into the apartment complex. "Bye mama." Natasha says. Driving off Natasha asks me "Why you never say nothing to my moms Tommy?". "Cuz ya moms don't like me Tash, and she ain't say shit to me so why should I talk to her?" I shoot at her. I really didn't feel like getting on the topic of Natasha's mom. She been bitching about me to Natasha since that pregnancy test read positive. She don't like me and I don't like her old ass either. Simple as that. "Okay what the fuck, I just asked you a simple question nigga, never mind damn." She said back. Driving down 8th Ave I stop at the gas station. "C'mon Tommy don't do this you gone make me late!" She nagged. "Tash be quite, cuz if I don't put any gas in this bitch you really gone be late" I say to her "baby I got you okay, I'm gone get you to work on time." I say while giving her a kiss.

Getting in the line, I scan the store and see a familiar face. Leana from the Bronx. Leana was one of my old Dominican jawns from back in the day. Shorty gave me the best head every and anytime I wanted. She's what I'd like to call the "stand by hoe". "Hey bighead" she said while approaching me. "Wasup shorty?" I say to her while looking dead at her titty's. "Why you act like you can't text me back?" She says redirecting me back to her face. "What you mean? I hit you back all the time ma." I say lying dead in her face. "Yeah yeah , whateva Tommy, anyways when we gone hook up again? I been missing you daddy." She says leaning on me and bitting on her bottom lip. "Sir?" The cashier says to me. I guess I was lolly gagging with that bitch for too long, I done forgot it was my turn. "Yeah $35 on 10" I say handing him the money. Turning back to her I say "send me some flicks of that fat pussy and I'll think about fucking with you tonight shorty".

Walking out the store I run to the car forgetting all about Tash. And if life couldn't get more awkward, Leana comes out the store and starts pumping the car right across from me. She would not stop looking at me. After she got done pumping, she purposely dropped her keys on the floor. With her ass all out of her true religion booty shorts she bends over giving me the view that'll give an old man a heart attack. "Um bitch, unless you want ya shit knocked off, you'd hop back in that Grand Marques before I get out this mothafucka!" Natasha threatens. "Tash chill!" I yell at her. "Yeah baby moms chill, there's enough Tommy for the both of us" Leana says giggling. Bad move. "Bitch I will rock ya shit right here!" She says jumping out the car. "Tash wtf yo!" I say running after her. I catch her before she can swing on Leana but, I can admit Tash had the greatest hold on Leana's hair. Luckily the cashier saw everything and helped me break the chaos up. "Bitch you got real lucky!" Natasha screams while I push her inside the car.

Driving off, Natasha is giving me the cuss out of a lifetime. "Tommy you got me fucked up yo! I should be whooping your ass right now! You stay putting me in fucked up shit, every time Tommy , every fucking time yo!" At this moment I was speed racing to her job, not forgetting she needed to be there in less than 5 minutes but, mainly because she was annoying the fuck out of me. If Tash could just mind her fucking business then everything could be coo but, nah. "So you not gone say shit Tommy? Are you serious right now?" She continued. I just looked at the road . We were at the light across from her job. I just need to get across this light so that I can let her ass out the car. Green. I pull over at Denny's and she grabs her purse and pauses. "I'm done fucking with you Tommy, all you do is treat me bad and fuck these other hoes. You mad disrespectful yo." Her speech gets interrupted by a text from my phone.

iMessage
From : Leana (6)

She gets out the car and screams "Fuck you!" and slams my car door shattering my window . "Here we go again" I whispered to myself.