Grind and Pray

XVIII

"Hope P.O.V": We're still at the studio trying to make this work. It's either Chuckii coming in late or he rapping to slow. I'm trying but this not working.

Hope: Babe.
Chuckii: What now?
Hope: You gotta speed up.
Chuckii: Fuck. Aight. Play it again from the top.

    Jei played the beat from the top and JJ took a deep breath.

JJ: Lo curioso es que crees que me conoces Pero realmente solo te sientes solo Porque no sabes nada de mi Estoy roto pero no por ti ¿Y qué tal si nos mudamos? Porque piensas que me conoces Pero te dejas solo

    She then pulled the headphones off.

JJ: I can't i'm not feeling it.

     I sat down exchanging looks with Jei.

Jei: Wanna try it without the spanish beat?
Hope: To see what they can come up with? Yeah.

     Jei switch up the sound and JJ began moving with the beat as if she could feel the music in her veins. (Dope by T.I. ft Marsha A)

Chuckii: Anonymous bending corners
With burners on us
C
Berkin duffle a hundred thousand in it
Aye nigga rollow up
Anyway Dusse with lemonade
Feeling good
Like I am dealing ye
Moving ten a day
Could do this shit forever
Can't even put it in words
How I am in love with her
From slinging
Hustling drugs with her
The jet mine 50 million
A wonderful feeling
Shit, I'm high as a motherfucker
I'm high as a motherfucker
Don't ask me shit, make me lie to you motherfucker
Man truth is for real, feel like Dream for real
Mixed with Eric B. and Rakim, shawty hell on the scale
And still the game enticing me like every time I see her
They like to pop a seal, high enough to see Aaliyah
For real, and man, I know how artist's chill
You don't know how good it make a nigga feel
JJ: I'm coming down
High as a motherfucker
High as a motherfucker
Boy you get me
High as a motherfucker
High as a motherfucker
Chuckii: This winter shit got me high as a bitch
Dripping sauce kicking flavor
Super fly with the shit
I promised Dre
I would put the game on lock
Ain't no taking that shit back
Put it on everything I got
Got damn
Aventador, hopping out the Lamb
Mam tell your son he better watch it
Cause we roll
And disrespect is not an option
In my neighborhood
So watch how you talking to me
Even if we know you hating
Then that is all it can be
Find you ass OD'd
Dead ass can be
JJ: I'm coming down
High as a motherfucker
High as a motherfucker
Boy you get me
High as a motherfucker
High as a motherfucker

    Just as i was clapping my phone rung and i stepped out the studio. Once, i answered i knew something was wrong so i tried to brace myself but i just couldn't. I found myself in tears as i made my way into the studio. Chuckii walked out the booth with JJ and i just cried into his chest. Jei and JJ left the studio to give us some privacy.

Chuckii: Whats wrong ma'?
Hope: My mom just past away.
Chuckii: Damn. *holds Hope* Everythings going to be okay.

    I nodded into his chest and just cried. I can't believe she's gone, she literally tried her best to raise us. Of course i had to step up and play the mother role but i didn't mind. I wasn't ready for her to go and i didn't even get to say bye. I pulled away from Chuckii.

Hope: We need to go to the hospital so i can tell Pablo to his face.
Chuckii: Ma you sure you wanna tell him now?
Hope: yes, incase he'll need medical attention.
Chuckii: Okay, lets go.

    We made our way out the studio and to the car. I put my seatbelt on and just dazed off.

"Chuckii P.O.V": Hope hasn't said anything since we got in the car. I get it, your broken about your mom passing away but she's no longer suffering. I've been driving for about thirty minutes now. When i stopped at a red light she completely turned her body towards me.

Hope: Why are you doing this?
Chuckii: Listen im not about to do this with you. I understand you just lost your mom, but obviously i'm doing this for you because i care about you. Now wipe those tears falling down your face.

    She grabbed my hand and her eyes were still glossy from when she was crying.

Hope: Promise you won't make me go through this shit alone.
Chuckii: You i got you ma', so don't even trip.
Hope: You have completely one chance okay.
Chuckii: Thats all i need.

    When i finally pulled up to the hospital, she slowly got out the car while i went to go park it. We met up in the waiting room area, where we went straight to Pablo room. When we got in there, some nurse was riding him and we stepped back out for a minute. I ain't wanna see no shit like that, but i'll let him get his lil nut in the bitch and wait for her to come out. As we're waiting Hope has her head on my chest and I have my arms wrapped around her waist making her feel safe.

Hope: Thank you.
Chuckii: *lifts Hope face up by her chin* Hope, so thanking me. You're a beautiful strong independent female that take care her own. As long as you take care me, i'ma take care of you.
Hope: *kisses Chuckii lips* I love you.
Chuckii: I love you too baby.

    I continued holding her, and then the nurse walked out the room and lemme just say her ass was walking funny ass fuck. When we walked in Pablo whole facial expression change once he saw Hope face.

Pablo: What happened? You ain't hit my sister right? Hope.

    He slowly began sitting up on the hospital bed.

Pablo: Come here sis.

     Hope walked over to Pablo and began crying into his chest. Though he younger, he seems older when she emotional.

Pablo: Tell me whats wrong.
Hope: Mama died.
Pablo: Fuck *eyes water but doesn't shed a tear* Everything gonna be alright Hope. She ain't suffering no more. I got yo back, so stop crying.

    Hope sniffled before stopping. She then pulled away from Pablo. She left out the room, leaving me in the room with Pablo.