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It's been about 3 days since Miya been here. See I ain't call her out her name this time. She mean as fuck... like most bitches don't talk shit back but she do. She was different. I ain't gone let her know that thought. The less she know the better. Miya walked in the kitchen without any Make up on , a Purple hoodie with some type of fucking design on it, and also some black leggings. She had her hair a little loopy but not too much with a white bandanna on. I ain't gone lie even looking basic as fuck, she still look good. She walked to the fridge and grabbed the orange juice and poured her a cup. I got up and walked out the kitchen heading towards the door.
"Why do you do that?" Miya asked lowly.
"Do what"? I asked playing dumb as hell.
"Every Time you get around me you leave. Why"? She Asked. She didn't even sound like her usual mean self either, I was shocked.
I looked at her and Shrugged. Trynna keep it simple as possible.
She nodded her head and walk off towards her room. I left the house and headed towards the trap. Why wasn't she being mean I though.
20 minuets later I pulled up to the trap on the west side and got out. Since Rosco was going to be spending time with Paris, I decided to take a couple days off the traps too. I need the sleep honestly. I knocked twice and headed straight to my office after checking up on everybody. It was a knock on my door.
"who is it" I asked"It's me boss" Von replied.
"We figured out who been stealing product up in here, I mean boss we got that shit on tape!"
My blood started to boil, did a mathafucka really think they can steal from me?
"Who""Corte-
"Kill him. The most slowest painfullest way ever. Make that nigga suffer , do whachu Gatta do. I'll pay
you 10 g's , I'm taking 2 days off I need to sleep , I'll pay you another 10 for watching the rest of the traps too" He nod his head and walked out. After I grabbed some Glue(weed) cause Ima need it and Cus I don't keep no drug in my house what's so ever, I headed to my 2016 black rang rover and headed back towards the crib. 30 minuets passed cause I stopped to get gas , I made it home. I got out and walked in the house I smelled something good. Something good as hell. I walked in the kitchen to see Miya in some purple booty shorts and a sports bra. She had the music up loud so she didnt hear me come in. She was dancing and twerking and turned around and spit the water out her mouth. I chuckled.
"Oh my gosh" she ran off to her room and slammed her door. 5 minuets later she came out in a pink polo fit with black tims and her hair in a curly natural bun. I just looked at her."Umm I didn't know you were coming home so early I woulda have changed into something more appropriate."
I nodded my head and continued on my phone.
"I made Fried chicken, Sweet Water Cornbread, mash potatoes and Mac and cheese and also I bought some juice,pop,tea, and water so you won't be thi-
"Why you doing this"? I asked cutting her off.
"Doing what"? She asked now playing dumb. I looked at her.
"You acting nice all of a sudden, you know I was Finna have you killed right?" I said seriously.
"There's really not a reason to why. But I'm a guest in your home and I realized my nasty attitude need to stop. And that's why yo bean head ass make me sick " she chuckled. I laughed inside, because Iont won't the bitch to see me smile.
"Well I'm going to go and run a few Arron's. Do you need anything?" She asked looking now innocent. What the fuck? What happened to her mean ass.
"Nah I'm straight" I replied dry.
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What This Thug Do To Me [COMPLETED AND EDITING]
General FictionFollow the life of Miyah Jackson & Jaceyon Taylor. Every street nigga need them a down ass bitch. **UNDER CONSTRUCTION, CURRENTLY EDITING!***