A Hustler's Pride

Part 7

           

Hova caught Giselle who was in the hallway cryin. She couldn't even get her door open she was cryin so hard. Hova held on to her; he had never seen her so upset. He thought she would've been happy to see her mother. He didn't really know that detail of the story. "Baby what's wrong? Why did u just cuss yo moma like that? If that had've been my momma ur ass wouldn't have even took one step to walk away." She laughed at him and looked at him while he wiped her tears away.

"I dont want her here. She's ruinin my day. F8ck her! I don't need her to be in my life now! She's a crackhead!" She said wipin the tears from her face. Hova helped her but some snot had come from her nose.

"Hey now don't get that shit on my shirt. This is Roc-a-wear." She laughed again and Matthew had made his way up there pissed as all hell. He didn't even care that his daughter was wrapped up in Hova's arms. When he saw her, he instantly grabbed her arm and took her into her room.

"Stay right here Hova." They walked into the room as MAtthew pushed her away from him. "WTF is ur got-damn problem! Who the f8ck do u think u are, comin down there like u runnin shit!"

"But Daddy-," she said beginnin to whine.

"STFU! That's the last fuckin time u gone disrespect me. I've had it wit ur bossy ass attitude and ur silly ass ways." She began to cry like she was before he came to get her. "And them tears don't mean shit to me either. That's ur fuckin mama so deal with it. Yeah she done f8ck us over but she tryna change."

"No, Fuck her and her changin!" Before he knew it Matthew had slapped her and she fell to the ground cryin louder.

"That's it! This trip is over! Pack ur shit, we goin home. RIGHT FUCKIN NOW!!!" He stormed out of the room with Michelle comin down the hallway.

"What did u do? Why is she cryin?"

"WE'RE LEAVIN! TELL EVERYBODY TO COME UP HERE AND GET THEY SHIT!" He walked into his room and slammed the door. Hova walked into Giselle's room to see her ballin on the floor. His anger filled him to the top and he had a mind to go and shoot MAtthew but he knew that it was her dad so he let it go for now. He picked her up off the floor and took her to the bathroom. He sat her on the sink and wetted a towel so that she could wipe her face. He didn't know what to say but he knew he never wanted to be the reason to ever make her cry like this.

"Baby please stop," he said helpin her wipe her face. "U look to pretty to be cryin like this. U can even cry on my Roc shirt; I'on care but please i hate to see u like this. U so red; u look like u bout to bust." She laughed even though she didn't want to. He held onto her until she calmed down and kissed her forehead.

"Am I not suppose to be upset that she left me for so long and now she wanna show up outta nowhere?"

"I understand baby but did u hafta call her a crackhead to her face," he said laughin makin her laugh wit him. He kissed her lips softly and she kissed him back. As soon as she wrapped her arms around his neck, Michelle walked in to see them kissin.

"Oh shit! WTF is goin on?"