Giselle and Hova met up with Matthew at a hotel wit the money he had requested. Matthew warned Hova that if he brought any of his boys then the baby wouldn't see the light of day. The went to the room that he was in but the baby was nowhere to be found. "Where's my baby. I want to see my baby," Giselle said as soon as she saw her father.
"The baby is fine. He's asleep."
"Let me see him then."
"Look, in due time. Do ya'll have the money?"
"U's a motherf'ckin looser u know that nigga? U takin ur own grandson for ransom? How does that shit sound?"
"I don't give two f'cks about what u think of me, Hova. I made u. I helped u to get to where u are and don't u forget that."
"Okay u made Hov well make another Hov b'tch!"
"I wouldn't talk to me like that if I was u."
"But u ain't me. Couldn't ever be me." Matthew snickered to himself and sat on the edge of the bed.
"Okay.....fine. If u really want to play games with me then we can play. I love games." Matthew snapped his fingers and a tall and dark man came out of the closet wit the baby who was indeed sleep. But the man pulled out a gun and put it to the baby's head.
"NO!" Giselle said but Matthew pointed a gun to her.
"Don't move u lil' slut. I sware to God I'll kill u and I won't think twice about it."
"So u care more about this game than u do me?"
"The game cares more about me than u do; that's why I choose the game over anythin.....includin family." Giselle shook her head and looked at Hova who looked like he was on the edge of reachin into his waistline and drawin out his gun to blaze the room up.
"U know what Matt? I see that this is ur life. U choose the game over life and that's why u f'cked shit up for u man."
"I don't need any typed of lesson from u. I built this game. I know the game backwards and forward. Anythin u throw at me, I'll come back harder than before. Niggas know not to try me because really I am the game. So we can end all the sharades right now if u just hand me the bag and u'll get ur baby." Hova looked at his baby, who favored him so much and then to Matthew. He threw the bag at him and when Matthew looked inside at the stacks of hundreds, he gave the signal so the man could give the baby to Giselle. Once she had the baby in her hands she began to cry and hug him so tight. Hova stood in front of her as they backed out of the room because he didn't know if Matthew would do somethin stupid like shootin them. Once they got out of the room, Hova grabbed Giselle's arm makin her run.
"Why are we runnin Corey?"
"We gotta get out of here baby!" When they got into their car, the hotel room that Matthew and his friend were in blew up. Giselle watched as the room blazed with fire shootin thru the window. And for some reason she felt this burden lift from her shoulders and a smile crept across her face. She looked at Hova who was speedin away so fast. He looked at her and then at his baby. He told himself that he would do anythin to save his family over his own life, even if that meant killin his girl's father. It was somethin that he wanted to do and it was somethin he had no choice in.
About seven months later..........Giselle was sittin on the couch watchin lil Corey Jr. play around on the floor. Hova was in the bedroom sleepin. A knock came on the door and Giselle went over to look into the peephole. The person had their finger over the peephole. "Who is it?" The person didn't reply. "I said who is it?" The person remained quiet. Giselle backed away from the door and went to pickup Corey Jr. She went to the bedroom where Hova was. She woke him up and told him that someone was at the door with their finger over the peephole. He got up quickly and got his gun. He cocked it and closed the bedroom door behind him. Giselle sat holdin lil Corey tightly while her heart tried to jump out of her chest. She heard Hova ask who it was but she didn't hear the person answer either. She heard the door open and a shot get fired. Lil Corey held Giselle tighter diggin his nails into her skin. Giselle didn't know what to do. She wanted to call Hova's name but she didn't know what was goin on out there. She grabbed her small gun that Hova bought for her while still holdin on to lil Corey. She eased out into the livin room but she didn't see Hova all she saw was blood on the floor. When she bent down to get a better look at the blood she felt a hand on her shoulder and she instantly turned around screamin and pullin the trigger on her gun wit her eyes closed but there were no bullets comin out. When she opened her eyes Hova was standin there wit all his crew and they were holdin a sign that read Happy Birthday.
"I guess it's a good thing I didn't load that shit up," Hova said makin everybody laugh but Giselle and the baby weren't laughin. Hova picked up Corey while he cried as Giselle picked herself up and walked to the bedroom. "Baby, u not gone celebrate ur birthday wit us?" Hova saw that he didn't do a good job wit the surprise so after he calmed Jr. down he gave him to one of the boys and went to see what was wrong wit Giselle. she was in the bathroom splashin water on her face. "Boo, what's up wit u?"
"WTF is wrong with u Corey Carter? That shit wasn't funny! What would make u do some dumb shit like that!"
"I'm sorry baby but I wanted to do somethin special for ur birthday that's all. i didn't mean to scare u like. i was tryin to be romantic."
"By gettin someone shot and killed?"
"Baby u wasn't gone shoot nobody. I mean maybe u were but," he said cuttin himself off by laughin as Giselle stood there wit her hands on her hip. "Oohhhhh my baby is mad at me," he said wrappin his arms around her and kissin her face and forehead. "U can't be mad cause I tried to surprise u baby. I just wanted to make u happy."
"I know," Giselle said but her eyes were whelmin up wit tears and Hova knew why.
"Baby look, I'm sorry I know that u still on that Matthew shit but I told u I wouldn't let nothin happen to u or my baby. U got that mama? I won't do it again but u gotta admit," he said holdin her head in his hands and wipin her tears, "u looked funny as hell shootin that gun." Giselle started to laugh and Hova held her close to him. "U know i love u girl. Don't even act for one second like I don't."
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A Hustler's Pride
FanfictionHe had been in the crack game since he was sixteen and now at thirty two he was the head and tail of an entire operation that ran across the US. He held down 26 states and his brothers Tim and Dre held down the rest. NOT MY STORY. STORY FROM THEBEYH...