Prince's POV
I walked into the house and my papa was standing there waiting for me. "Mijo, why didn't you tell us you were leaving?" He said sternly.
"I"m sorry papa, it was early. And I didn't wanna wake you."
"It's okay, just don't let it happen again" I agreed and then walked upstairs to my room and took a nap.
*Chres POV*
I watched my lil baby walk his fine ass in the house. "Damn" I thought to myself. "How did I get him" I then pulled off and went to the trap to meet up with Ray. I pulled up and a couple of my dealers sitting on the porch. I get out and Darren comes and parks my car. I walk in the door and go straight to my office, and call Ray in. "What's up bruh. Anything new?" I said to him getting settled.
"Sup. And nahh nothing new, everything gucci frfr. I did hear that nigga X talking bout moving in on us."
"That pussy aint gon do shit. Set up a meeting with him. Tell him it ain't optional" I growled. Then I got a text from my pop.
"Yo, where are we eating at for family dinner tonight? And did you invite Baby and his family?"(That's what people call prince)
"I was thinking Cheesecake factory, and nahh I'll call him in a min. Thanks pop"
" No problem"
Getting back to business, I gave my dealers they stash to sell for the day. And sat there counting money for a few hours.
*Prince POV*
I wake up to my damn phone ringing. "What?"
"Damn baby, what's wrong?" Chres said.
"I sorry. I was sleeping."
"It's coo baby. You and the fam wanna go to Cheesecake Factory for family dinner night?"
"Yes!!!! I'll tell them. What time we going daddy?"
"We going in about too hours. So 7:30."
"Omg, I slept for so long. But okayyyyyy, Imma go tell them so we can get ready. Bye Chresssssss, I love youuu"
"Bye Baby, I love you more"
*X POV*
"Xavier!!!!"
"Aye nigga watch that shit. My name is X. What you want nigga?"
"Roc wants a sit down. NOW!"
"Mannn fuck Roc. Tell him I"m otw tho" I can't stand him, but I ain't a dumb nigga. So we head to our neutral area to meet Roc.
*Chres POV*
I'm waiting on the Washington trail with Ray and Craig for that lil bitch X. We just talking bout nothing frfr when we see them walking up. "Wassup Roc" say that hoe nigga.
"Wassup. I called you here to ask why I keep hearing you running your mouth. You not a bad nigga don't make me lay yo ass down."
"Mann I don't know what you talking about. But I ain't said shit about you bruh. I'm running my own business. Ain't got time to be in your's." His pussy ass said.
"Whatever nigga. Don't let me hear that shit again, come on y'all. I have places to be." I said then walked away with my boys behind me. We got in the car and headed to my house so we can get changed for dinner. You see Ray and Craig never had parents and my father and step mom took them in when we was real little. I was only like 4 or 5 maybe. Even tho we ain't blood, these my brothers. We got ready then headed to Cheesecake factory. I get there and we are immediately seated. What can I say, I'm known everywhere frfr. I'm looking around but I don't see my baby and his family. As soon as I was about to call him, they all walk up to the table. Baby has an attitude tho, I wonder why.
*Prince POV*
I just spent the whole ride arguing with my parents about Chres. They say I see him too much, when in reality I barely get to see him. They better leave me and my baby tf alone.
"Hi baby" Everyone but Chres greets me. "Hi Theresa and Julius"
"Hi" we all greeted and sat down. Chresanto hasn't said anything so I'm confused but I look over to him and of course he's on his phone.
"Chres, put your phone down. It's family dinner time" Michael(Chres' father) says. " You didn't greet baby and his family"
"Hold on I'm busy" He muttered at his phone. I snatched his phone and put it in my purse. "Bruh, what are you doing? Give me my phone."
"No" I said. "It's family dinner time no phones" He gave me a ugly look that made me sink in my chair.
"Give me my phone back now"
"Okay" I whimpered softly, and handed him his phone. And I picked up my menu, so I could hide the tears in my eyes.
Ray then whispered to me "Are you okay?"
"No" I whispered. "I wanna go home. "
"It's okay baby. He's just stressed about the job"
"I guess so"
