The Druglord

Chapter 7 €¤ Pie

Tiana woke up to the sun that seemed to shine directly in her face and B.I.G screaming in her ears. She sat up with a scowl on her face. Is this man for real? The thought of him brought back memories of last night and her face hardened. Looking down and seeing that she still didn't have on any clothes soiled her mood even more. She wrapped the sheet around her and was preparing to go find clothes when she saw a note on the little table next to the bed.

Hurry up and go take a bath, there's clothes for you in the bathroom already.

Tiana crumpled the paper and threw it in the waste basket. Oh how charming, he left a note, she thought sarcastically to herself. And clothes too. Be grateful your ungrateful ass her voice teased. She mentally rolled her eyes then got up. That's when the scent hit her. Sweat, sex, and him. And it made her sick.

She quickly went into the shower and rid herself of the disgusting scent of sweat, sex, and Damien. When she was out, there were clothes, a boxer and a plain white T-shirt, on a table just outside the bathroom door she failed to notice both the night before and this morning. She put them on and decided to give herself a tour of the pent house seeing as she had nothing better to do. Last night her emotions were all a mess and she didn't get to see the full extent of the beauty the place held. Directly across from her by about 5 ft. was a kitchen that nearly made her mouth drop open. The counters and table were black marble with red and black chairs and stools surrounding them. The cabinets were white and red porcelain and were well polished. The kitchen also had an island next to the flat top electronic stove and a bar with a fruit basket that overlooked the living room. She took an apple and went down the stairs into the enormous living room which had a huge flat screen T.V and a long plush blood red couch. This alone, however, was nothing compared to the scene that was behind of the T.V. You could see for miles and miles the city down below and the sky that seemed to be a little bit blue-er than it usually was.

Then the phone on the side of the couch rang, startling her. At first she was unsure about answering or not but after it rung for the 5th time she got fed up and answered.

"Hello." she stated in an annoyed.

"Well, I didn't think the first thing I'd hear for the day was ya grumpy ass."

Tiana's mood softened, "Hey Ty. What's up?"

"You need to come down to room 412 now or else I swear Ima kill this girl Tia." he said pleadingly.

Before she got a chance to ask who, he was gone. She rolled her eyes and looked around the apartment for a room key. When she didn't find one she just shrugged and headed to room 412. She heard her before she saw her and a smile found its way across her face. Ghetto ass, she thought. Then she knocked on the door covering the peep hole. Instantly the noise from earlier ceased and a few seconds went by before the door was swung open and Ty had a gun poitned to her head. Her smile dropped. His face paled. And then he was grabbing his nuts. She was going to do it but someone beat her to hit. She looked over his shoulder and her smile was back.

"Ny!" she squelead.

"Tia baby! Wifey is here!" Nyree squealed back pushing Ty out of the way to get to her.

They hugged for what seemed forever until Ty sucked his teeth and brushed pass them to go into the kitchen limping. In response the both of them rolled their eyes and followed him after closing the door.

"Ty stop acting like a lil bitch ass fuck nigga." Nyree said rolling her eyes.

"How bout I put a rat trap on your fucking clit and nipples, then come tell me some shit bout being a fuck nigga." Tyrell bit back.