A Hustler's Pride

Part 17

Giselle looked at Hova wit her hands folded. She couldn't believe that he had actually did some shit like this. "I'm waitin on a f'ckin answer Corey. And u betta tell me u had nothin to do wit this shit."

"Baby let me say somethin first-"

"No! U burned my daddy's house down? What the f'ck was u thinkin? Why were u even over there?"

"How u know I did that shit?"

"Who the f'ck else would do some sh-" A loud noise began kickin at their door. Hova grabbed his gun and told Giselle to go into the bedroom. "WTF!"

"Giselle! Go in the f'ckin bedroom and lock the door." Hova looked out into the peephole but then a shot rang thru the door barely missin him. Another shot rang out and Hova heard Giselle scream. She opened the bedroom door. "Giselle! Go back! Get back!" Hova started to shoot back thru the door but it wasn't compared to what happened next. Hova heard someone cockin a gun in the hallway but it didn't sound like a regular gun cockin. Hova dove away from the door just in time before a bullet hole the size of a two watermelons broke the door open. Hova tried to scoot to the bedroom where Giselle was but he heard the gun cock again.

"Don't u f'ckin move, u son of a b'tch! Put ur damn gun down." Hova did as he was told and slowly turned around to see Matthew with another dude wit him holdin the huge gun. "I told yo ass didn't I motherf'cka? I told u I was the king around here and u didn't want to believe me did u," He said smirkin a lil bit.

"So what nigga? U gone f'ckin kill me?" Hova said standin up facin Matthew.

"U tryin me like i won't nigga?"

"I'm sayin if that's what u came over here to do, then do me in. I'm ready to die."

"NO!" Giselle said comin from the bedroom to see her father standin in front of her. "Daddy," she whispered in disbelief.

"Ur pregnant," Matthew asked lookin at Giselle's stomach. "U got my daughter pregnant motherf'cka? Kill this dude Greg."

"NO!" Giselle said runnin to stand in front of Hova. "U gone hafta kill all three of us cause I ain't livin without him."

"Giselle get the f'ck out the way. This nigga has ruined our life! Can't u see that?"

"No, I can't see that! I love him Daddy!"

"I love u Giselle! He killed Michelle. He killed ur future stepmother. Is this who want to be the father of ur baby? A murderer?" Giselle looked at Hova who was still standin cool without a care in the world. "How can u continue to be stupid after all this time. He doesn't love u like u love him."

"Yes he does!"

"How the f'ck u know bout me dude! U don't even f'ckin know what my ass smell like so don't tell her no shit like that nigga!" Hova said not carin that a large gun was pointin at him ready to take him out.

"Look at this disrespectful nigga. He don't respect me. He don't respect u. He ain't gone respect that baby. U need to get an abortion and let Greg kill this dude right now."

"Daddy u ain't killin him. If u tryna take him, take us too," she said holdin on to her stomach.

"G.........don't make me choose nothin like that."

"If u can live with it, so be it."

"G.....u know u never listened when I would tell u stuff like this. U never ever f'ckin listened to me when I tried to talk to u. Ur just like ur mother headstrong and stubborn. U only care about urself."

"NO! That's all u. U only care about money and materials things."

"And before this nigga came along what the f'ck did u care about?" Matthew yelled at her.

"He's dead now remember?"

"Oh that boy?" matthew said snickerin a lil. "Please, he was nobody. NOTHING!" While they continued to talk back and forth, Hova began to reach for his other gun he had behind his back. When he pulled it out he pointed it at Matthew. Matthew pulled out his gun too. "U slick motherf'cka," Matthew said cockin his gun.

"Baby put that down," Giselle said movin to the side of Hova. "Daddy put the gun down."

"Oh no, this motherf'cka is a slick as a snake. U know Greg meet me down stairs, I'ma handle this shit."

"U sho'?"

"When have i never been sure?" Greg looked at Matthew and then to Hova who was focused on Matthew and Matthew only. When Greg turned around the leave, Hova shot him twice leavin him dead on the ground. Giselle screamed at the loud noise.

"Corey!"

"Nah, baby. That motherf'cka wasn't goin to no car to wait. He was gone try to snipe my ass. F'CK THAT! I ain't goin out like that."

"Look at this ignorant som' b'tch G. U don't deserve him. U just killed one of my best partnas u know that."

"Better him than me." Giselle began to cry because all her nightmares had come true and multiplied.

"Please.........would ya'll please stop!" They were circlin around the room with their guns on one another.

"Put the gun down, Corey," Matthew said smilin. Hova got angry and cocked his gun again.

"U think that shit is funny nigga. U wanna lay down and greet him on the other side. I'm sure he waitin on yo ass."

"Whateva nigga. U ain't got the balls to shoot me in front of my daughter."

"Thought she wasn't ur daughter hoe ass nigga. Thought u ain't know her. And do u have the balls to shoot me in front of my future wife and child."

"Motherf'cka u ain't-"

"FREEZE! BOTH OF U PUT THE GUNS DOWN!" A police officer was now inside the apartment wit three other officers behind.

"U heard them, Corey. Put the gun down."

"U first."

"PUT THE GUNS DOWN GENTLEMEN! THAT'S AN ORDER!" The two men began to slowly put their guns down on the ground but as soon as Matthew saw Hova's gun free from his hand, he quickly picked up his gun and tried to fire................