A Hustler's Pride

Part 13

Matthew walked around his house wonderin how could his empire be slowly fallin like so. He was so angry that Giselle had turned her back on him when all he tried to do was be there for her. "WTF is goin on wit the money. All that shit just ain't disappear into thin air like that. One of ya'll motherf'ckers is f'ckin some shit up and i wanna know right now who it is." He looked around at Tim and Dre.

"Man ain't nobody doin shit wit the money. It's Hova man. I told u about him from the jump."

"U ain't told me not shit Tim. That nigga got my daughter, my money, and what? He wants my b'tches next and then he probably gone take my life. But it ain't happenin partna. I'ma handle this for once and for all myself."

Giselle was in Hova's apartment half sleep when he came in wit some new friends he had made along tha way. They were talkin so loud and laughin loud that it pissed her off. She jumped up from the bed and into where they were. "Hey! I'm tryna sleep. Can ya'll shut that shit up!" They all looked at her and then at Hova who was slightly embarassed. She went back into the bedroom slammin the door. "U let her talk to u like that?" One of them said laughin.

"Nah man. She's been actin just different lately." Hova walked to where Giselle was to talk to her. "WTF! Why u do that shit?"

"What? I'm tryna sleep Corey. Ya'll in there loud talkin and pretendin like ya'll the only motherf'ckas 'round here."

"Hold up. Don't sit here and try to tell me what to do. U don't pay no f'ckin bills around here. U startin to act up real stupid. U know that shit? What's up with this constant attitude u got goin on? U need to calm that shit down."

"So u choosin ur friends over me?"

"I'm not choosin nobody. But that was uncalled for. Why couldn't u just come and say hey can ya'll keep that down please. U act like we did it on purpose."

"What the f'ck ever nigga."

"See what I be sayin. I'ma be back later when u calm yo' ass down."

"What?" He left out without sayin another word to her.

About an hour later, Matthew called Hova to talk with him at a restaurant. "How u been doin?" Matthew said holdin out his hand for Hova to shake when he walked up wit his crew. He had just as many security on hand like Matthew. Somethin Matthew taught him: always be extra careful.

"I'm fine," Hova said ignorin his hand to sit down. The two men stared at each other. Hova ordered some wine and began to sip on it as Matthew watched him in disgust. "What is this all about man. I got some things i need to do."

"Look nigga i know what ur doin and u not finna break me. I been in this game long enough to know how to resurface."

"Oh.....well why u talkin to me then."

"I want to give u a chance to give urself up. I want a truce between us before things get really hectic between us two."

"Oh?"

"Yeah. I know what ur doin. Any fool can see that right now u on top of ur game but u have my daughter and I know u won't turn her against me."

"What are u sayin cause u ain't makin so sense."

"Oh," Matthew said laughin. "U know exactly what I'm talkin about. Giselle is missin me and I know that U are the reason that she's been stayin away from me. The bridge u tryna build between will fall and I'ma be the one to knock it down."

"Is that right? Well it's clear to me nigga that u'on know shit bout what u talkin about. I ain't keepin her from seein u. U did that a long time ago before I brought ur ass down. That's why ur here now bascially f'ckin beggin on ur knees that I'll slow what I'm doin down so that u can get ur crusty ass neck from under that water I'm drownin u in."

"Nigga u ain't drownin me! I'm the king around here."

"U was the f'ckin king. I got ur thrown and I been took ur crown. I'm takin the dynasty."

"U ain't takin shit," Matthew said standin up raisin his gun to Hova's face while he sat there as calm as can be. Hova's security team drew for Matthew and Matthew's team returned the favor to them.

"U'on want this to get ugly in this nice ass restaurant Matthew. I think u need to just sit down and relax."

"I am that nigga around here. U ain't shit! I will rule u nigga. BELIVE ME!" Matthew walked out of the restaurant heated as hell while Hova sat there eatin a bread stick. He looked back at his team and smiled.

"Ya'll wanna order take out from here?"