Money Power Respect! (URBAN)

Chapter 5

     After the party I took Fallen to her dad's and headed home. When people judged me half the time I ain't give a fuck, but for some reason Tre words hurt me. Did I really want Fallen to know her mother was a hoe?

        See people judge me all my life so I learned to not give a fuck. I felt like nobody cared about me so why should I care about them. All that matter to me was money and Fallen. I needed some one to talk to so I drove to my cousin house.

         I got out and knocked on her door. She opened it and let me in. "Hey girl" She said "Hey boo" was my reply we walked into the kitchen and her husband Khasim was in there on eating. "Hell nah babe why this hoe ass bitch in my house you know I don't trust that crazy ass bitch" He spat. "Chill" She replied.

       "Nah it's cool, you right I am a hoe, so what though before you judge me you need to be worried about ya self why the fuck you tryna judge me when you ain't got shit you ain't ever had shit all these years I knew you, so let me ask you a question, are you mad cause you hating or are you hating cause you mad.. Lets not forget this hoe makes more money then yo broke ass ever seen" I spat

        "Yo Cherish you need to chill that was so fucking uncalled for like you came here without calling you no he don't like you Damn just go" She Said "So You call ya self Tryna check me cause You married a nigga who broke and he started that Shit but you right when you can't pay all yall bills don't bother to call this hoe, you just like the rest ya family but don't worry I'll leave, btw thanks for watching my kid " I said as I looked at her she had tears falling.

        "That's right bitch leave" He yelled I grabbed the vase off the table and threw it at his head. He dropped to the floor once it connected with his head. And this Bitch punched me in the face. I stumbled back but quickly regained my composure and punched her ass back right in the chin then another punch to the eye. I was heated I dropped her.

        "Bitch you really thought you could beat me" I said as I repeatedly punched her. Once I was tired I let her go and grabbed my bag then walked out fuck them.

       On My drive home I didn't put on the radio I just wanted to be In the quiet. Was the life style I'm living wrong? Well I know it's sorta wrong fucking for money, But If I was out here fucking for free y'all still judge me. If I was chasing after niggas y'all still judge me.

          See I have no family but Fallen, I have no friends. So I have this fuck the world attitude. And I do what I have to do to make ends meet. Until I have enough money to open up my hair salon. Ima continue to get this money the way I Been Doing. If you don't like it fuck you judge your dirty ass mama.

            I drove home and went to my safe I counted my money and I had 997,580 dollars saved. The spot I wanted was 250,00 dollars but I needed to fix it up and all that so once I reach about 1.5 million I''ll settle down till then it's money to be made.

            I decided to shoot Tre a message to see how mad he really was with me.

Me; You Still Mad

Tre; Does That Matter?

Me; Yes, Wanna Come Over I Miss You..

Tre; Or Do You Just Need Some Money?

Me; Don't Be Like That Just Slide Thru..

Tre ; Whatever, I'll be there in bout 3 hours max.

        I decided to make him remember why I'm that bitch,  because he must have forgotten and for a minute I did to. I walked into the kitchen and looked into the fridge. I grabbed the steak, and began to season it, Then I grabbed potatoes peeled them and put them into a pot of boiling water, I grabbed broccoli and set it on the counter, After about 10 mins of the potatoes being on I put the steak into a pot and turned the fire on low.