Thug's Nanny

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King

A Couple Days later

It's pretty much been a repeat for the last couple days. Wake up, get ready, get Kassidy ready, head to the trap, try to find out who stole from us , come home, Gabby flirts, and I kick her out. I haven't had much time to do anything else and baby girl thinks I don't wanna spend time with her.

I been so stressed with all this going on at the warehouse, I'm always come home after 9. I mean it's nothing I could do. I don't have the time to take off. I'm just trying to get over this shit and move on. Kass was hanging on to my leg because either she was coming with me or I wasn't leaving. I picked her up,looking into her eyes. A tear ran down her cheek making me sigh and walk over to the couch. I wiped  her tears and kissed her cheek.

"Look Kass when I get off work, I promise to take you to get ice cream." I said knowing I more than likely wasn't due to time.

"Promise?" She asked sticking out her pinky. I sighed ,cursing under my breath knowing I was about to break this promise . I just needed to get out of her innocent glare.

"I promise." I said linking our pinky's. I got up, kissed her forehead, and let Gabby know I was gone then rushed out. When I got there, I saw Michael also known as Tyga and Isaiah. I walked to them lighting up.

"Any news?" I asked. They both sighed in frustration.

"Nahh man," Tyga replied. I shook my head, irritated. I just went inside and started watching the workers packing and bagging.

When I grew bored of that, I went ahead to my office to start doing my totals and business records. Pulling the papers from out of their files, I now realized I was behind and I had to get a move on. I ran my hands down my face feeling stressed. I took a hit from a blunt I had lit not too long ago then started doing what i needed.

Well, that was until Isaiah brought his mentally challenged ass in here trying to joke and play. I really wasn't in the mood so I just ignored him.

"Yo King, me and Tyga hitting up the strip club tonight, You rolling?" He asked raising his eyebrow. As tempting as that sounded, I knew Kassidy would want me with her so I just shook my head no.

"Nah, I'ma pass." I replied then ran my tongue over my bottom lip. He rolled his eyes then agreed ,leaving out. I shook my head, continuing working. When I did finish, it was going on ten so I headed home.

When I got there, It was quiet. Too quiet. I jogged up the steps that lead me to Kass' room. She was on the bed, shoes and clothes on and tears that trickled down her face had dried alongside the snot. Her face was formed into a frown. That's when guilt started to kick in. I shook my head , leaving out.

When I walked into the room, Gabby was sitting on my bed in her bra and panties. I blew out a breath. "Can we-" I cut her off.

"Get out!" I pointed to my door. She frowned.

"But-"

"GET OUT! You come here and watch my daughter then take ya' ass home. Good bye!" I yelled. She rolled her eyes, put on her clothes without a word and left. I sighed before taking a quick shower and then heading straight to bed.

Next Morning

When I went to wake up Kass, She fought me and kept trying to get away, like now. I was holding her in my arms but she was squirming and pushing my head.

"Leave me alone. You lied daddy. You don't care about me." She sobbed as tears trickled down her face. I've always had this soft spot for Kassidy. Right then I even considered taking off, but I knew better. Some niggas was watching our trap, stole our supply and took out a couple members. This had to be handled now.

"Kassidy I do care but I have to work." I tried explaining. She mugged me. Her eyes read hurt, sadness, and anger.  I knew she had a temper like her daddy.

"You always make promises but break them!" She yelled. She pushed my arms hard as hell making me drop her. She got up and ran into the bathroom locking the door behind her. I sighed,running my fingers over my waves. I was trying my hardest to cultivate patience right now.

I got a bobby pin from her hair supply box and picked the locked. She was in the corner with her head between her knees sobbing quietly. I walked up, grabbing her bridal style carrying her to my bedroom. I knew that this could be handled one way. I had to take care of some work from home. I dialed Isaiah's number and waited.

"Speak." I heard his voice. I chuckled.

"You'on talk ta' ya' boss like dat." I paused and heard him smack his lips.

"Fuck you want nigga?" He asked laughing a bit.

"I'ma work from home today. So handle shit down dea' at da' trap. Tell Ty too." I responded.

"Aight b, one."

"One." I tossed my phone on the bed then pulled on Kassidy's arm.

"Daddy's gonna stay home today." I cooed making her bright eyes look into mine. She smiled widely.

"Seriously?"

"Yea baby girl. Go get ready Kass." She got up singing and skipped back to her room. I shook my head at how spoiled she was. After she was done, Gabby showed but I sent her ass back home.

Kassidy and I got in the car so I could take her to the park and get her the ice cream she wanted. I did enjoy myself. Nothing could ever compare to spending time with your daughter and leaving a smile on her face. Even though I haven't been around as much, she was still my number one priority.

She's actually one reason why i'm still hustling. I will go out my way to make sure she has clothes, shoes, a house to lay her head at, and food to feed her empty stomach. Can't any niggas stop my grind, Feel me? Because once you're in this shit, It's a never ending cycle. And once you see how money makes the world go round, you gonna want to never stop. It becomes the air you breath, the dreams you have, you feign for it.

I guess I got so caught up in trying to be everything for my daughter my dad wasn't for me, I became addicted. I like the feeling of knowing you can blow as much money as you want and gain it all back the next day. I like the feeling of not being broke. I like the feeling of knowing I can go shopping and not have to worry about a budget. I love that feeling.

The broke money hungry teen I was years ago, he resurfaced and now I'm addicted to these streets. I hate to admit but I'll probably not be able to ever let them go and that's just the way of life I chose to take.

Now, all I can do is take on the challenges and accept the bullshit that comes with it and keep in mind all this shit I do, it's for my daughter.

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- Bri ♥