A Hood Nigga's Forever Chic! Part 1

Chapter 8 (Tony)

    Twan must to been up to something he
wasn't speaking on. I knew because of how
distant he was acting, but this time he was
moving in silence more than ever. I was
uncomfortable thinking about this.

    I knew Twan hated visitors especially
without notice, but this nigga had me weary as
hell. We'd been bros since Elementry I know he
wouldn't make no moves without displaying
them to me first so what the fuck was going on?
I didn't know if I should be mad or worried.
The way Twan was moving the wrong nigga
might of got to him for all I knew.

    I went to his apartment around evening. I
knocked on the door, but no answer. I knew if
Twan wasn't there, Spike was.

    Why the fuck did Twan trust Spike? Spike
was a young nigga that didn't want shit! Twan
really took the lil muthafucka in like he was
this niggas daddy.

    I knocked and I knocked as loud as I could
until my knocks became bangs. Finally Spike
opened the door with sweat dripping from his
forehead. His short dreads looked tacky and he
was shirtless. "Yo Spike, where is Twan?" I
asked.

    Spike had a look of not wanting to say too
much. I took a peek inside the apartment to see
a girl on laying on the couch. "What is she
doing in Twans spot?" I asked curiously
because I knew Twan knew nothing about it.
Twan never allowed visitors. Ever.

    I took it upon myself to enter the apartment.
I looked at the young girl with a curly ponytail
short shorts and flip flop sandals. "Shorty you
gotta raise up out of here." I said. She didn't
respond as she search around and located her
tank top on the ground. She left without saying
anything.

    I took a short tour around to make sure
Twan wasn't playing some type of trick on me.
I hadn't heard from him in two days. "So he
didn't say where he was going?" I questioned
Spike again. "He told me he would be back in a
couple days." Spike answered. "Aight well I'm
out and don't be having nobody up in here.
Hoes included. You know Twan and havin that
shit." I said.

    My phone buzzed out of nowhere as I was
walking out the apartment. It was my baby
mother Asia. Nobody knew about Asia. She was
not supposed to have my kid. I begged her to
get an abortion and the bitch didn't. Now here
I was stuck with her and a baby I didn't want
anything to do with.

    "Yes Asia, what do you want now?" I had
frustration in voice because I knew this bitch
would be on some drama. "It's not what I want!
It's what your baby needs!" She replied with an
attitude. She was yelling loud enough that I
had to turn the volume down on my phone.

     I swear I'd give this bitch anything to keep
quiet about that fuckin baby. I didn't want her.
I didn't want the baby either.

    How the fuck did I get myself involved with
her in the first place. It wasn't supposed to get
this far. It was just supposed to be sex. And
here I was the father of Twans ex girlfriend's baby.