The Thugs Game

Ch. 1

Tierra’s Pov:

“Marrr, boy put your damn shoes on” getting Mar dressed every morning was the hardest, the boy hates putting on clothes, and he’s hard headed. “Mar, if you don’t have them shoes on by the time I get out this damn closet someone’s getting in trouble.” I was talking and he wasn’t responding. “Mar?” I started walking toward his room and I couldn’t believe it, his ass was sitting on his bed not even half way dressed, eating a pop tart.

“Mar, we have to go what are you doing?”, “Momma I was thinking, and I don’t think I want to go to school today.” He has to be fucking kidding. “Mar, Im going to kill you get dressed” … “Momma!!! I said I don’t want to”, I never put my hands on Mar but this morning he was really testing my patience. “Im going to walk out this room, and im going to put my shoes on and by the time im finished your ass better have your clothes and shoes on”. I seen him stick his tongue out as I walked away, lucky we were running late because I would of pulled it out his mouth,

I had to rush to work because Mar decided he wanted to play all morning, I dropped Mar off at my momma’s house and she takes him to school and picks him up , while I go to work. I temporarily work at “Mom and Em’s” this soul food restaurant and its only to get me through college, once I complete this its bye Chicago.

“Girl you lateeeeee” Neeka said as I walked past her to clock in. Neeka had been my best friend for over 10 years, she was my other half literally. “Girl don’t start, your nephew decided he wanted to eat pop tarts and shit when he was supposed to be getting dressed.”…. “Ahhhhh I love me some him, but ummm when you done pleasseeee look over at table 6”. Neeka was looking over at the table smiling. Neeka was the opposite of me, a red bone, blonde hair, and long ass red finger nails, she was bad too, just ratchetly bad.

I looked over and seen a table full of niggas, but only one caught my attention. It was something about him. “Neeka who’s the lightskin one in the middle?!?” Neeka looked at me then back at the table. “GIRRRRRLLL, that’s Guapo” I was so confused. “Whoo?!”… “BITCCCHH, GUAPO!!! Head Honcho Guapo, hes running shit Guapo, come on tee!!!!” and it all hit me, Guapo was the nigga every bitch on the block was talking about, I heard how hes a boss nigga but I never seen him.

“GIRLLL!!!! Why he got glasses on at the table is what im trying to figure out?” I couldn’t help but laugh. Neeka had no filter, whatever came to her mind is whatever came out her mouth.

 “Umm ladies, people aren’t going to serve themselves” We turned around to see our Manager Khalil creeped up behind us. Khalil was a pain in the ass, he was fat, lazy, and was always giving me creepy looks.

“Uhhhhh, Khalil, ima need you to think before you do shit causeee you creeping will get your ass pop’d” Neeka said waving her hands around.

“UM OHKAYY!!! Well Umm tee go help that table” he said pointing in the direction of Guapo and his niggas table, and walking away.

“GOD, PLEASE GIVE ME STRENGTH” I said to myself as I started walking toward Guapo and his homeboys table. “Bitchhh you better werkk” Neeka said smiling at me and walking in the opposite direction.

Before I could even reached the table they all started looking in my direction. It was a total of five of them, including GUAPO.

“Hey im Tierra and I’ll be waiter for today, let’s start off with your drinks” I managed to say with a smile….. “SHIT, is you on the beverage list?” one of them said. Everybody at the table started laughing, but not Guapo he smirked, showing his one dimple but that was it.

  I went around the table getting everybody’s drink order but when I got to Guapo he just looked up, I couldn’t tell what the nigga was looking at because he had his shades on so I just stared at him. “And for you sir?”  

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Guapo’s POV:

I was sitting at Mom & Em’s with my niggas, These 4 niggas always had my back, especially “GUTTA”, Gutta was my shoota nigga, I didn’t even have to say shit all I had to do was give him that look an my nigga was blowing brains off, my nigga was trigga happy no doubt about it. Me and Gutta could have been brothers shit that nigga is my brother.

“Ayeee PO look, I think I found my wife?!?” Gutta was eyeing the waitress as she walked over towards us, Im not gonna lie shawty had it all, from her face to her body, even in that that dusty ass uniform she was killing shit.

I watched as my boys eyed her every move, shit I even eyed her as she smiled and shit, she looked like the type of bitch a nigga would wife, but me?!? Naahh that wifey shit for the birds.

Her voice was all soft shit, it was something about her that I couldn’t shake. 

“PO, You good nigga?” Gutta said looking at me.  “Yeah im good” I was staring at shawty so hard, I didn’t even catch myself.

“Nigga she asked you what to drink like 12 times”…. “OH damn….Mann give me a water.”

I seen her smile at me. “Okay, I’ll be back in a second” and she walked away.

Everybody at the table turned to me, “Damn nigga, never seen you lost for words.” Debo said … “I seen drool comin out the side of the nigga mouth” Everybody at the table started laughing. We were having a good time till my phone rang.

“Speak”

…….

“Nigga you gotta be kidding me.”

……………..

“iight we comin”.

*end of convo*

“Enough of this giggly shit, we gotta go” I said getting up. I seen the waitress walking towards us with our drink and she looked confused.

“You guys leaving” she chuckled.

“Aye ma don’t be sad, we gotta do some boss shit… bust a couple niggas knee caps nothing serious” Gutta said winking at her.

“Ummm okay” …I looked her up and down then threw a $100 bill on the table and headed to the one of traps, I was gonna come back for her. REAL SOON!