"I don't give a damn what you do take the nikka out that's all I want you to do." Trisha yelled into her cell as she hung up it and slammed it down on the counter.
Trisha had been trying to think of a plan so that she could take her partner Karl out all day and the guy that she had to do it was coming up with all kinds of excuses.
"I'm starting to get to the point as to when I need a job done I might have to get it done myself." She say to herself as she walks into her new Renovated kitchen that she had just gotten done two weeks pior to the incident that happened with C. Trisha started pulling out something to eat when her doorbell rung.
"Uggh who the fuck is it?" She yelled slamming the hamburger meat that she had just taken out the fridge down on the counter.
She walked over to the door and looked out the peephole to see who it was. Once she saw who it was she rolled her eyes and opened the door for the woman that stood on the other side of the door.
"You know you should really watch how you talk to people." The girl laughed as she walked in the apartment and took her a seat on one of the couches that sat in the living room.
"What the hell do you want?" Trisha asked rolling her eyes yet once again as she closed her door and locked it.
"The same thing you want but more." The girl smirked.
"And what is that?" Trisha asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Take the ratchet ass wife out to." She smirked.
Trisha couldn't believe her ears. Why would she want to take out her friend or at least the person she thought was her friend.
"Why the hell would you want to do that?" Trisha asked confused.
"Because she took something that we both loved and wanted." The girl smirked.
"Are you serious?" Trisha asked shaking her head. Trish couldn't believe what she was hearing right now. Had this bitch really come into her home and try and act like she was some kind of thug when every knew that she was an ass kisser when it came to Dreamer.
"So are you down or not?" The girl asked going into her purse and taking an already rolled up blunt out where she placed it to her lips pulled out her lighter and lit it up.
"How do I know that I could trust you?" Trisha asked walking over to her and taking a seat down on the couch next to her.
"Because like I said the bitch took something from the both of us." She replied.
"And what did she take from you?" Trisha asked.
"Clinton is what she took from me." The girl say smirking as she handed Trisha the blunt.
"Okay when do you want to take this btich down?" Trisha asked eager to know a time, place, and date.
"Whenever just let me know if you really down and I could call up some of m people and it could really go down." The girl laughed.
Trisha nodded her head and told her okay, I'm not gone lie Trish was a little to nervous about this plan but she knew that if she wanted to get what was her then she had to take care of what was in the way of it and that was Dreamer.
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A Thugs Baby Mama
General FictionNot every woman is equipped on being a Babymama. Meet twenty-one Dreamer Damato she is the Baby Mother of Clinton "Big C" Greene a well-known drug dealer in Arlington Tx. Dreamer is put through many obstacles and is left to fight her way through the...
