Road to Happiness

9RTH

Laquan in mm.
Tre's POV
*2 weeks later*
"Shit girl." I groaned slapping her ass.

"I missed you daddy." She moaned out as I blew her back out.

"Mhmm, yeah I know." I said biting my lip as she threw that ass back.

I felt her walls tighten around my dick, I knew she was about to cum.

"Im gonna cum." She moaned out. And just like that, she came all over my dick.

After a few strokes, I pulled out and nutted on her back.

I laid down next to her exhausted as a muthafucka.

"Can I sleep over tonight?" She asked putting her chin on my chest giving me puppy dog eyes.

I sucked my teeth and ran my hand down my face.

"Terra, you know the drill. Get yuh shit and get out." I calmly answered.

She cocked her neck back. "You really a bitch made ass nigga fr!" She spat getting all in my face.

"Bruh, back the fuck up. Yo breath smell like dick." I told her turning my head.

"I'm tired of you treating me like I'm just a quick nut!" She screamed while getting up as tears formed in her eyes.

"Bitch, you are a quick nut. Yuh cunny ain't even gat no grip." I said nonchalantly not looking at her.

She went quiet, got her things and left.

I didn't care tho and she knew this.

I haven't fucked Terra since school started, so I know she was gone be willing to give it up.

Still don't get how she want to be treated like something other than a quick nut, when that's exactly what she acts like.

She done got ran through by the whole team and expect me to be the one to wife her. Tuh, bitches be tripping.

After a quick nap, I hopped in the shower and soon after, I headed to the trap.

As soon as I walked inside, the scent of weed hit my nostrils; smelled good asf too.

"Get y'all ass back to work before I bust a cap in all y'all asses." I yelled at everyone who was slacking off. Either smoking or playing 2k.

They all scattered to their stations, doing whatever the fuck it is they do real quick. I don't play games and they know I don't.

I walked into my office and sat down. A few minutes later, my boy Mitch walked in.

"Wassup bey(bro)?" I greeted him while dapping him up.

"No time to talk man. Someone stole 100k." He said folding his arms.

I didn't even answer, I just took my glock from the drawer and headed out front.

"Everybody get here NOW!" I yelled as everyone quickly walked over.

"Now, which one of you dumb muthafuckas took MY money?" I asked.

Everyone was silent.

"Was it you Tyler?" You've been awfully quiet lately." I said getting in his face.

"Nahh man, it ain't even like that. Things just tough at home right now." He spoke softly with a crack in his voice at the last part.

"My fault." I apologized

"So, who do you think it was?" I continued.

"I mean, I ain't no snitch, but shit, it was probably Marcus ass." He said nonchalantly.

Marcus stood there looking dumbfounded. I knew now for a fact it was him.

"Ight Marcus, tell you what. If you tell me what number I'm thinking of right now and you're right, you live. If you're wrong, well...you know the rest." I said with a shrug.

"Uhh-"

"Wrong muthafucka." I said blasting three shots at him.

They landed between his eyes, in his throat and chest.

This nigga really thought I was gon let his ass live? Tuh.

"Clean this shit up." I told them walking back to my office.

I sat down at my desk and let out a breath. I needed my dick sucked right about now.

Paris' POV
Travez has been on my ass these past two weeks. Just to make sure that Dallas doesn't fuck with me.

That's still doesn't stop him. He texts me all the time, calling me all types of names then saying he misses me. I threatened to block him, but he told me he would post those videos of me if I did.

So I didn't.

On the bright side, I've gotten to know about Laquan a little more.

He's 18, he lives with his mom and siblings and he's actually really sweet and smart...and funny...and sexy, damn i wanna ride that nigga di-. Shit my bad, what were we talking about again?

Oh right, Laquan.

For some reason, this nigga still ain't asked for my number. Having my ass confused as fuck.

Since it was the weekend and I haven't had a break since school started, the girls and I are going to the club tonight; including Travez of course.

Danchea is the oldest out of the group, she's 18. Which means, she's the only one that can get into a club.

Luckily for us, Travez's pops owns one of the hottest clubs in Freeport. Plus, he and his staff are very familiar with my friends and I.

As I got out of the shower, I heard my phone ringing. I checked it and seen that it was Tre calling.

'Perfect timing' i thought to myself while rolling my eyes.

I let it ring until I wrapped a towel around myself then answered.

"Yeah?" I said setting my phone down on the sink to do my hair.

"What you up to?"

"About to fix my hair. Why?"

"I wanted you to come over so we could smoke or some shit."

"By some shit you mean either me sucking your dick or us fucking. Right?"

"Hell yeah, what else?"

"Well, I can't. I'm going out with my friends."

"Ight bet. Well since you in that towel, let a nigga see sumn."

I couldn't help but to blush a little and playfully smacked my teeth.

"Boy, bye."

"Paris I'm fr. My dick on rock hard right now."

"Welp, sounds personal."

"Man, whatever."

"Aww, you mad?"

"Ain't nob-."

He stopped when he realized my towel was now off. Even though I wasn't very comfortable, I still didn't wanna be boring. I was afraid that he'd lose interest in me.

"Damn girl."

I just blushed. I can't believe I was actually doing this.

Author's Note
-I couldn't leave y'all hanging with those short ass chapters😭
-PSA: Freeport is a settlement in The Bahamas.
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