A Hustlers Love.

Leaving Home

Brooklyn, NY

The Apartment

5:24 pm, Tuesday

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Tiara's POV

Damn man my mom stay buggin, I don't understand why I can't just stay here with my friends and then go up there after the summer. Atleast I get to bring my Best friend and 2 Sisters.

Ok I really only have 1 sister which is my twin sister Ymani, but I've known Nechasity all my life so she might as well be my sister.

Anyways they're coming down for the summer with me so I don't feel so alone. The only one that has to leave early is Nechasity because she has school. My Best Friend Bianca graduated early cause she skipped a couple grades now she thinks she's  the shit 😒.

That's my main bitch though and she keeps me laughing even though we fight every other day.

"TIARA COME GET THESE DAMN BOXES OFF THE FLOOR AND PUT THEM IN THE TRUCK, YOU'RE NOT STAYING HERE!"

See, that right there is my annoying ass momma she stay Tryna tell me what to do but I'm 17, damn near grown she can't tell me what to do forever! I pay for half the damn things in this house anyways 😒. Granted I don't work but shit, slanging dope is a hard working well paid job to me it gets the bills paid and keeps me looking fresh.

I hate living with my mom, matter fact soon as we get to Vegas and I turn 18 I'm getting my own shit back in Brooklyn where I belong!

"IGHT MAN IM COMING" I screamed down the stairs. I swear she just doesn't fucking get me. If she wasn't my momma I'd fight her ass but I can't cause I gotta have "respect" for her dumb ass. But she wasn't talking bout respect when she...you know what, another story for another time.

Ion care anymore anyways, they can both kiss my ass cause I've had enough of them.

Just as I was about to run down the stairs my phone started ringing. It was my nigga jake.

"Wassup?"

"Aye waz hannin?"

"Man what jake I'm packing!?"

"My bad trigga I'm just Tryna see if you wanna make this drop real quick before you leave."

Trigga is my street name. I mean niggas wouldn't fear me if they knew my name was Tiara... That sounds like a fucking princess name.

"Where, what time?"

"6, down by the old sunshine daycare."

"On 15th ?"

"Yea."

"Ight bet ima be there in 10 minutes..."

"Ight hurry up man we late"

" man shut the fuck up I'm coming"

with that I hung up on his dumb ass, he stay Tryna rush me it's like 5:30 it's mad early wtf they Tryna make a drop this early in the day for? I just grabbed my black beanie, threw on some Timbs and grabbed my backpack, I figure the joggers and crop top I had on was good enough. I Decided on not taking my car i wasn't in the mood to have to find a parking space and shit, I planned on makin the drop then leaving.

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When I got to the damn daycare thing which at that point was just an abandoned basement, there was no one around. I mean not even an innocent bystander. I called jake like 10 times and he ain't answer. At that point I figured shit wasn't sitting right. The street look hella familiar like I knew somebody brought me there before. Just when I was about to leave somebody covered my face and drug me down the stairs. Of course my gun was in my waist but it was behind me and I couldn't reach it. I elbowed the dumb ass in the stomach and they doubled over in pain. As I got out of their reach I pulled my gun and pointed it straight at his dome.