Tommie's P.O.V:
"Mike! Ayo Mike!" I yelled on the outside of his apartment building. I tried to buzz in, but he ain't answering me.
"Mike! Getcho-"
"Nigga! If you don't shut the fuck up! My moms is tryna sleep and if you wake her it's yo ass not mine! I'll be down in 5, can you keep yo black ass calm and collected till then? Damn!"
I let out a slight chuckle, that's Mike for you. I was waiting patiently for Mike until I felt someone bump me hard against my shoulder.
"Who in the..."
I turned around to see this guy look me dead in my eyes then turn around without saying a thing. I rushed through the people and turned him back around
"Rude ass muthafucka I know you felt that hard ass bump the fuck you ain't say nothin' for? If there a problem we can handle it" I spat at him.
"Nah... nah man, my bad I.. I ain't mean to the streets just crowded" he sounded and looked liked a scared bitch.
"Whateva muthafucka next time have some common courtesy and apologize before a nigga break they foot off into yo ass, get the fuck out my face" I slightly pushed him enough to take a step back or 2 but not enough to make him look like a dumbass.
I dusted myself off and behind me heard someone laugh.
"Damn Tommie, can you Eva go a day without losin' yo cool?"
I chuckled and dabbed him up.
"Whateva nigga, I got anger issues so what? That should mean to not fuck with me"
"Yea okay, but aye check this out."
I looked at him with furrowed eyebrows
"You know that drop I did last night? Got 30 grand for it"
"Damn fo'real? That's the biggest we got yet... this drug business really workin" I laughed.
We walked a little further until I noticed Cookie from a distance, she was arguing with her 'boyfriend'.
"Aye, ain't that Cookie?" I pointed out to Mike. Just as I pointed her out I saw her boyfriend slap her.
I ran over there as fast as I could leaving Mike behind, and started whoopin his ass. I couldn't stop myself, beating him gave me the feeling as if I was beating my father. I don't know how long I was whippen ol boy ass for, but somehow I got pried off.
Cookie P.O.V:
"Tommie... what the hell!?"
I could feel my face get hot and red
"You just gon let this nigga hit you Cook?!"
I've never seen Tommie so mad
"This muthafucka laid his hands on you like a coward and you're okay with that!"
I just looked at him dumbfounded lost for words, it's not like it's for the first time. He just doesn't understand my relationship with Rashad.
"Fuck you, I don't need you in my fucken business I can handle my damn self!" I wanted to say more, but where in the middle of the street so I held back.
"Whateva let this nigga beatcho ass then, I'm out! C'mon Mike" he snapped.
Tommie's P.O.V:
I can't believe she chose that punk ass niggas side. I known Cook for 5 years, we haven't spoke in awhile but she actin like a whole new person.
"Maaannn ion know why you keep chasing that hoe she prolly deserved that slap" Mike chuckled as he fired up a blunt.
"She ain't a hoe, and I care for her"
"Ain't a hoe my damn ass, I heard she been runnin the streets. But anyways we gotta major drop tomorrow meet me at 10 at my house, don't be late." He blew out his smoke and left.
Cookie runnin' the streets? I gotta get down to the bottom of this.
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General FictionTommie and Mike both big time drug dealers who vowed to keep the family business running, but what will happen when Tommie runs into an old flame?