Thugged Out 4: Real Life

THIRTY TWO- PRBLMS

Question: Why everybody act like Reign can't worry about other things just because she's pregnant? Who said she ain't focused on herself and her baby just because she wanna be donkey dicked down by Qua? Lol explain this.

I'm human, btw. I go through shit too. Some of y'all have even noticed how I'm not even active on Snapchat like y'all are used to seeing. Bare with me ❤ Some of y'all also need to understand I don't owe y'all shit. I'm tired of these crusty knuckles having ass hoes coming with the smart ass remarks. Shit happens & my life don't revolve around this shit. But yeah, Amazon books coming soon.

One last thing, Rest In Peace to Fredo Santana 💔 That shit so heartbreaking to me. Crazy thing is, I used his picture to describe Tez way back in Book 1, remember? Damn.

"Now I'm like, It's a gotdamn shame. We done crashed, we done burned. But baby you the gotdamn blame." - 6LACK

QUA

"Here we go again." I say to Reign's cry baby ass. Here she is in my condo in her feelings because Chanel texted me. I told Reign that we could be friends but it's like she just can't accept that. I ain't comfortable with fucking her while she out here carrying some other nigga's baby. Even though I do care about her genuinely, it's hard as hell to overlook the obvious and that's the fact that she ain't giving birth to my child.

"What you mean by that? I didn't say shit." she says. "You didn't have to, Reign. I know you and your face is saying everything. I don't want to argue with you about shit no more. We can just be friends and if my decision is too much for you, don't even bother with coming around cause I ain't trying to stress out no pregnant woman." I say.

She sighs. "I'm not trying to trip on you, I swear I ain't trying to do that to you. No man has ever treated me with respect and care the way you have." she admits. "I'll always treat you with respect and care but you gotta do the same shit for me too. Respect how I feel and respect me as a man. The way you been talking to me when you feeling some type of way about Chanel blowing my phone up ain't about to fly. Chill out and go with the flow of shit." I say. She nods her head some. "I'll stop. Sorry for making you feel like this." she says. "We straight. We adults so I'm just communicating with you like one and telling you how I feel and where I stand with this shit." I say. She nods her head, seeming understanding.

Reign is all quiet and looking at some baby cribs on her phone. "Come here." I say. She walks over to me, seeming sad. I wrap my arms around her then kiss her cheek. "Relax. Me and you straight." I say. She nods her head. "I got some business I need to take care of right now." I tell her. Her ass just rolled her eyes straight to the back of her head. "Well, damn. Just throw me away like I ain't shit again. Let me put my shoes on and get my purse so you can drop me back off at Miguel's house." she says with an attitude. "Shut up. Chill out, Reign. I picked you up earlier so you can come handle this shit with me." I tell her. "Nigga, I ain't helping sell no damn drugs." she says.

"Watch yo mouth. I'm looking for a new place to live at and I figured I would bring you with me to look at a few of the places." I say. She eyes me suspiciously. "Did you just make that up?" she asks. "Hell naw, Reign. I need an honest opinion when it come to this shit. So, you coming with me or what? Cause if you is, we need to be leaving now." I say. "Qua, the fuck I gotta help you find a new place for? Your ass ain't finna have me putting in my input and helping your ass get the perfect place just so your trifling ass can just move some other bitch up in there with you. That shit ain't happening." she goes off.

"Reign, what the fuck? Why you doing all this extra shit?" I ask. "Cause I fucking hate my baby daddy and I wish I never got pregnant by that ain't shit ass nigga! That shit bugs me! Then, you fucked around with that goofy ass hoe Chanel and wanna play like I don't see yo dumb ass texting that bitch back right in front of my face! Now, you want me to help you find somewhere to stay! Hell naw, for what? If I ain't gon' be the one laying up in that bitch with you, the hell you needing my damn input for, nigga? How about this, ask Chanel! Take that lil dumb bitch since that's who you want now!" she goes off on me, pointing her finger all in my face. I give up. "Aight. Bye. I'm gone." I say, shrugging my shoulders. I ain't forcing her to come and I'm done arguing.