Rags to Riches

3623 Hidden Oak's

Tyler
"Hello." I answered the phone as I turned over in my bed under the cover.
"I'm outside so open the door."
I got up out my bed and stretched as I walked over to my closet. I grabbed a pair of grey Nike sweat pants and a wife beater then headed to the front door. In the living room on the couch was my bestfriend Taliban and his girl Ashley. They ain't date but he was fucking her and she wasn't fucking nobody except him. I opened the door and there they were. My beautiful baby girl Emoni and her mom Crystal. I could be having the worst day of my life and see Emoni's big bright smile on her face and it would just make me feel so warm inside. That little girl truly has my heart. I got Crystal pregnant when I was just a freshman in high school and she was a junior. I know that sounds funny but Crystal and I have a little more history than that. When I was in middle school me and my boys would stand at the high school bus stop and flirt with all the girls. Every morning I woke up, I couldn't wait to get to the bus stop and see her. She would always laugh and giggle at the pick up lines I used back then and tell me if I was in high school she would give me a chance. My freshman year I made her remember telling me that and now look at us.
"Hey baby girl."I said as picked her up and holding her up in the air. She smiled and saliva  began to come out her mouth so I quickly put her back down. I grabbed Emoni's hand and we headed to my bedroom where all her toys were.
"Shut the door and lock it." I yelled to Crystal. Soon as we walked in my room Emoni ran over to her corner of the room where all her toys were. I grabbed my remote and turned on Peppa Pig. That's Emoni's favorite show. I took my  wife beater off and sat down on the side of my bed to scroll down my Instagram. "So you gone act like I'm not here?" Crystal said standing in my doorway. She look so damn good but Ima make her suffer a little.
"HELLO, you can't hear now?" She yelled dropping Emoni's diaper bag. I tried so hard not to laugh but I couldn't keep it in.
"Come here Juicy." I said as I stood up and set my phone on the dresser opening up my arms for a hug.
"Nah fuck you lil bruh." She said with a attitude that made me wanna do some real nasty shit to her. She walked over to my bed and unzipped her jacket then laid across the bottom. I ain't pay her no attention. I walked in my closet and looked through my clothes. Since it was a Saturday morning I picked ash grey joggers, plain white t-shirt, and my white Gucci slides. I laid my clothes across my bed and walked in my bathroom. I knew Crystal was behind me because I smelled her Versace perfume I bought her for Christmas. She wrapped her arms around my waist and kissed my neck slowly. I felt her wet, cool tongue go up and down the side of my neck. I felt my dick starting to get hard and so did she. She shoved her hand down my pants palming my balls. If I didn't stop everything now, Emoni would probably be having a little brother or sister sooner than we expected.
"Gone head man." I said as I took her hands out my pants turning around. She bit her bottom lip and wrapped her arms around my neck.
"Lucky why the fuck can't I leave yo ass alone?" She said looking me deep in my eyes. I kissed her passionately and unwrapped her arms and said "that's why, now let me wash my ass." She walked out the bathroom and swung her hair. Her question made me question my self. Why can't I leave her alone. I hopped in the shower for about 30 minutes before I hear a loud thump on the wall. I turned off the water wrapped my towel around my waist and slung the door open. Emoni and Crystal was nowhere in sight. The TV was still on and Emoni's toys were still scattered. The whole house was quiet before I heard a loud voice outside that belonged to Crystal. I looked out the window and there was Taliban, Ashley and Crystal raising hell to someone in a white car. I quickly put my clothes on and slid my feet into my slides and headed to the front door. Emoni was mushing her face on the screen door trying to see what was going on.
"They done left my baby in here and shit." I whispered to myself as picked her up heading outside.
"GIVE ME MY SHIT BEFORE I PUT THE TOOL TO YA FUCKING HEAD CLOWN." Crystal yelled into the window. I gave Emoni to Ashley so I could see what Crystal had going on.
"Crystal, what the fuck is you doing ma?" I said as I walked up to the white car.
"This bitch ass nigga was looking through my damn car. Lucky either you gone beat his ass or I am." Crystal said with a demanding voice.
"Get out the car lil bruh. I said in a calm voice only because I knew the lil nigga. He call his self Franky.
"Ion got her shit bruh. Shorty crazy my g." Franky laughed as he and his friends started the car. I pulled out my glock .40 and tapped it on the window pointing it at his head.
"Open this damn door before you end up on a t-shirt. Their facial expressions changed instantly. Franky opened the door slowly and got out the car.
"Get yo bitch ass out too nigga." Taliban said walking over to the drivers side where Franky's friend was.
"You know this my house, you know I'll kill you, you know you ain't taking nothing from me that easy. Now take everything you got on you out yo pockets and give it up." I said calmly but demanding as well. He pulled out $322, a ruger 380, a bag of Xanax, and a iPhone 6+. I took everything he had on him and put it in my pocket.
"Get yo ass back in the car, and leave my street. If I see this lil piece of shit near my house again Ima bust at you and ya boy. Feel me? I said making eye contact.
"Yeah bruh." He said as his skin turned cherry red. They got in the car and sped off. I looked at Taliban and he looked at me. We burst into laughter and walked back into our house. This was just a regular day on 3623 Hidden Oaks Dr.

Franky
"ON MY FUCKING MOMMA WHEN I CATCH THAT NIGGA DOLO ITS WRAP." I grunted while hitting my cigarette. That nigga Lucky swear he so real but I know he ain't got it in his blood I thought to my self.
"Man fuck all that bullshit, I gotta stop and get some roll ups lil buddy." Timmy said as he pulled in the gas station.
"Grab me a black and a pineapple Fanta."
"Nigga where ya bread at." Timmy said holding his hand out. Even tho Lucky took everything from me I always had a 2nd bank roll on me. I grabbed a 20 from my sock and handed it to Timmy with a grip.
"Bring my change back bruh." He got out the car and headed in the store. While sitting in the car my mind began to race. How could I get that nigga Lucky? Where could I take him off? All these thoughts ran through my mind as I looked out the window.
"DAMMMNNN." I said as a fine lil shorty hopped out a matte black on black Range Rover. She wore light grey joggers that complimented her hips and curves with a matching hoodie. To top all that off, she had on the French blue 12s. A girl that could dress but not over do it caught my eye every time. My eyes trailed behind her as she walked in the gas station. Timmy was on his way out when she was going in and just by the way he was turning around to glance at her ass I knew we were thinking the same thing.
"Yo dawg, that lil bitch that just walked in the store could get all this pipe." Timmy said as he got back in the car handing me my soda and black & mild.
"On moms bruh. I know I could bag her though." I said in confidence as I watched the door. I felt Timmy jerk his head up from busting down the cigar. I already knew he was gone put me to the test so I opened the door and got out the car to adjust my clothes. I put my gold top and bottoms in then shut the door and leaned against the car. Timmy let down the window so he could hear how I was gone spit game to shorty. She walked out the store with a couple bottles of soda.
"Let me help you with that." I said as I walked over to the girl.
"Thank you." She said handing me 3 soda bottles.
"I love the way you put yo fit together with them 12s. It's mad different."
"Thank you, I try." She said with a light giggle. "
"You mind telling me ya name?" I asked stoping in the front of her Range Rover.
"Ayanna, and yours?"
"Franky."
Okay Franky, I really appreciate your help." She said unlocking her door.
"No problem. But I would really appreciate if you blessed me with ya number."  I said as I handed her the bottles of soda. She giggled and started her car.
"How about I take your number and I'll call you later tonight."
"Yeah that's straight. Let me see ya phone."
I put my number in her phone and saved it as 'Franky😍❤️💪🏾' and then handed it back. She shut her door as I began to walk away.
I tapped her hood and said "don't forget about me later" with a smirk on my face and continued back to Timmy's car.
"You a fucking dumbass." Timmy said as I got back in the car.
"How bruh."
"Nigga Lucky got ya phone so how you gone answer when she call you."
"Damn nigga how the fuck you hear the whole conversation."
"Don't worry bout all that. Worry bout how you gone talk to shorty later." Timmy said as he lit the blunt. We sat in the parking lot of the gas station smoking the blunt until the pigs pulled up at the pumps deep. We was high and we