Ant's POV
"I didn't get to tell you about my trip to New Orleans last week." Tyshawn said as we sat in the studio.
"What, you got something to tell me?" I asked as I tried to listen to Cory's verse that he was recording.
"Yuh, I went to see Taylor while I was up there."
"Okayyyy?" He was fucking up my focus.
"She had some nigga in her house while Sunny was at work." He said.
"What?!" I turned all the way around in my seat.
"She had a nigga in her crib and it was just them two. She said they was studying, but both of they asses was looking nervous when I walked in."
"Word? You just now telling me?"
"This my first time talking to you since you got back. They was in the kitchen and she didn't have no makeup on or nothing like that. I don't know what they was up to, but I thought I'd let you know."
"Aight." I nodded my head as anger began to form.
"And then he was just sitting there mugging me, like he was wondering why I was over there." Tyshawn continued to explain this shocking ass story to me.
I repeatedly glided my thumb across my bottom lip, showing that I was bothered by this. As I sat in the studio with a bunch of other people, Tyshawn decided he couldn't hold it in any longer. I leaned back in the rolling chair and tried to calm myself down, but I couldn't. Right now isn't the time for him to be bringing this up, he should've told me when it first happened.
Cory stepped out of the booth to everybody being hella quiet because they all overheard Tyshawn telling me what happened. He looked around and asked why everyone stopped talking.
"That wasn't good?" He asked.
"Nawl, that was straight P'Nut." The engineer told him.
"Why everybody look shook then." He approached me.
"You know about your sister bringing niggas in her house after I just proposed to her?" I said with an attitude.
"You mean the dude she was tutoring? She mentioned how TJ came over that day." Cory looked over at Tyshawn.
"Is it a problem? You don't want her helping other niggas out?" He walked closer to me.
Cory really be trying me. I ain't gone lie, he got hella heart. But I'm not about to play with this lil dude if he tryna get tough. I'll knock his ass clean out in front of all his people. I'm not in the mood for none of this.
"It ain't a problem, I'm making sure it ain't nothing more to the story." I shrugged with a smirk on my face.
"Well go ask her, the fuck. My sister ain't no hoe, you know she ain't. Don't even try that shit." He started getting mad.
"Who said that?! All I'm wondering..." I tried talking, but blabber mouth wasn't done running his mouth.
"And TJ I don't know what you call yourself doing! Your point of running your mouth to him was for what? If she said she was helping ole dude out with his work then that's exactly what the fuck she was doing!"
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Ficción GeneralA sequel to From The Jump. Be sure to read that one first. All Rights Reserved, 2018 © I do not own the rights to any song added to the multimedia.