A Hustlers Love.

Roadtrip

Continued....

T-Nasty: how you got my number?

Brandon😘😈👅💦👄: you really thought I was gone let you leave without getting yo number?

T-Nasty: lol wassup tho?

Brandon😘😈👅💦👄: nothing much really just thinking bout you.

T-Nasty: it's like 3 in the morning and you thinking bout me?

Brandon😘😈👅💦👄: yea lol something wrong with that?

T-Nasty: nah tbh I was thinking bout you too.

Brandon😘😈👅💦👄: mmmm? Whatchu was thinkin bout ma?

T-Nasty: how long I've liked you and how long you been playing these games.

Brandon😘😈👅💦👄: you wanna know something though, I wasn't Tryna play games I was just mad scarred that you was gone reject me.

T-Nasty: nah I could never reject you lol.

"SEE YOU ALWAYS ON THAT DAMN PHONE AND IM TRYING TO TALK TO YOU I SHOULD TAKE THAT SHIT" I rolled my eyes and locked my screen. "You ain't takin my shit I paid for it" I said underneath my breath.

"What you said? see this is the shit I'm talking about keep getting slick and you'll start off your new life in Vegas stuck in that big ass house!"

"ALRIGHT MA!" I can't take this shit man. Luckily we just pulled up in the gas station and I hopped out the car before it could even stop moving. "I'm riding with bianca, Ma!" Was all I said before I took off running for my bestfriends car.

Seeing as how Ymani and Nachasity are knocked out in my moms truck. Bianca's car wasn't big but it was comfy and my mom wasn't in it so I was straight!

BiancaPOV

We pulled up to a 7 eleven, because Trigga's mom and i had to get gas.. I sat in my car for a few, fiddling with my purse trying to find my card to pay for my gas..

"I'm riding with Bianca, Ma!" I heard trigga yell and then the sound of the car door slamming followed. She damn near ran into my car.

"UGH! I fucking hate her ass. She always got some bullshit to say to me" she was practically fuming.

"it's okay, T! Just relax. I'm going in the store for a drink & some chips. You want anything?" I asked her

"Yeah, the usual" she smiled.

I knew my best friend like the back of my hand. She wanted salt & vinegar, and dill pickle chips, and an Arizona tea.

I got our stuff and walked up to the counter to pay for it.. The cashier was F-I-N-E !

"Hello, Miss" he winked at me. "Will that be all?"

"Yes, sir" i giggled

"That'll be 10.57"

I pulled out my card prepared to swipe it when he stopped me

"I gotchu ma! You don't have to pay a dime. But i would like the 10 digits to your number?"

I laughed & reached for a pen & sheet of paper on the counter..

I folded the paper up & stuck it in his shirt pocket under his name tag & kissed his cheek..

I walked towards the door before i heard him yell " AYE ! this isn't your number!"

I laughed "sorry, baby boy!"

Finesse em, never stress em ! 😂😂✋ nobody has my number except me & my girls.

I got back in the car and handed Trigga her stuff..

"What was that all about?" She asked opening her first bag of chips.

"He said i didn't have to pay for my stuff, but then asked for my number. You know how that shit goes!" I laughed

"dammit, Bianca! Why can't you just be nice to a nigga for once?" She shook her head.

"Trigga? He works at a GAS STATION!" i looked at her like she was batshit crazy

"yeah yeah, i know. & you're an early high school graduate" she rolled her eyes.

"Right. I need a nigga on my level!"

"Whatever, bitch!" She laughed "oh, and my mom paid for your gas already!"

We pulled off & headed for Vegas...

The whole time we drove, T was wrapped up in her phone. I was slick jealous.

"Who the fuck you texting, T?" I asked

"Hmm.. Nobody" she smirked

"Bitch I'll stop this fucking car right now & make you ride with your mom. Try me 😐"

"Okay, okay. Damn. I'm talking to Brandon!" She laughed

"Oh shit.. I see ya!" I laughed

After what seemed like months, Finally we pulled up to our house in Vegas. It was nice..

We toured the house before we unpacked & got comfortable..

I found a room in the far side of the house. It had blue & pink walls, a queen sized bed, a walk-in closet & 3 white dressers.

"I CALL DIBS ON THIS ROOM!" i yelled .

"I'm gonna go visit a couple friends of mine!" trigga's mother yelled.

We all showered and got a little more comfortable.

When I got out of the shower I walked out feeling very refreshed as I threw on some boy shorts and a tank.

Trigga was in her room caked up on the phone with Brandon, Nechasity and Ymani were sitting at the table doing their nails.

I was lowkey hungry as hell tho.