( Marcus POV)
One thing I need jasmine to understand is that I can't tell her everything, I love her that's my baby but there is just some shit she doesn't need to know. This is why I do what i do on the low, I got to make this money so we can have nice shit. I want to be able to take care of mine and I can't do that without no money.
"Look Miya you got to chill the fuck out! you work for me aight? I ain't yo man we ain't in no damn relationship..and I don't want yo ass! what happened was a mistake we fucked one time and we was both fucked up so please just do your job and make my money and stop fucking harassing me!" I snapped at this bitch Miya I got working the corner for me.
"But Marcus I love you! Baby please don't act like this! Do not act like what we had wasn't special I know you felt that spark" Miya pleads getting on her knees and trying to unzip my jeans.
"Manee Chill the fuck out! Fuck all that shit you talking about! The fuck you mean you love me? Girl you tripping! get the fuck on with that your dismissed! Get the Fuck outta my face." I yelled staring at this girl like she done lost her mind as she continued to plead her case like I gave a fuck.
"Really Marcus? I'm pregnant! And it's yours!!" Miya yells thru tears.
"Bitch nigga I stay strapped". I say quoting one of my favorite songs.
"Well niggah you wasn't "strapped" that night because I'm pregnant!" Miya yells back with fake tears because I knew this bitch was lying.
"how many months are you Vanessa?" I ask shaking my head knowing this hoe was lying!
"I'm 2 months Marcus" Vanessa said looking down at her stomach and rubbing it while smiling, this bitch was an actress so I gave her a round of applause.
"I knew you was dumb but got damn Miya! do you not think at all?? We fucked 2 weeks ago hoe! So please tell me how in the fuck I'm suppose to be the daddy if you're two months pregnant? Get yo life in order damn...you know what I'm going to do you a favor! tonight is yo last night working for me I can't deal with yo crazy ass so after tonight you're done. Pay me my money for this week work and get gone shawty." I say laughing at this silly hoe and shaking my head.
"Okay Marcus... I see how you want to be! I'm going to do this lil last funky ass night, and give you your lil funky ass money but this shit ain't over boo! Believe that!" Miya replied rolling her neck and walking away. Was she mad? I think she was.
"Bitch please! This shit is over when I say it's over and its over now!" I yell after her stank ass, shit wasn't that good no way and a niggah was drunk hitting that.
I pull out my black I had from earlier and light it up taking a few pulls shaking my head. Hoes these days be crazy as hell! I'm Glad I got jasmine on my team she's the only girl I want and need shidd speaking of "needs" what I need to do is stop fucking up before I lose her.
I just need a few more weeks, a few more damn weeks to make this money so I can invest in my own little business, I mean it is about time a young niggah like me shine.
(Jasmine POV)
About an hour later the doctors came in my room to give me a quick check up and updated me on my condition. They said I had a panic attack, nothing too serious but something to try to avoid in the future. After talking and giving me some pills they released me an hour later.
"Mhh girl it's a nice day in Seattle today!! I'm glad to be out of that damn hospital" I admit squinting my eyes at the sun and fanning myself with my hand.
