In which a young girl who has no family, no friends finds herself on the streets to survive on her own. Until she meets youngboy one of the biggest drug dealers in Baton Rouge, he gives her a job but soon starts to realise it isn't for her. He had o...
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"Are you nervous?" Syné asked Kentrell as he adjusted the Rolex on his arm then fixing his chain around his neck, he looked at her through the mirror. "Nawl why ima' be nervous? That's my son ain't got nun to be nervous bout" he said nervously.
As much as Kentrell put on a front deep down he was very nervous he hadn't seen his son in over a month so he didn't know if he'd changed over that month or if he even remembered him since he was still just two. Syné was nervous herself she didn't want to over step boundaries with Kayden, she'd just allow him to gravitate towards her instead of forcing herself onto him.
"You think his mom is going to be okay with him being around me? She doesn't know me.." Syné asked biting her lip letting the nervousness get the best of her. Kentrell finished fixing himself and turned around grabbing her by the waist, holding her close "She cool even if she not she gon' have to get used to it because you here to stay, baby girl" he said truthfully he didn't have no intentions of letting Syné leave him anytime soon or ever at that.
"You did tell her about us right?" She asked looking for clarification from him but he turned up his face "she saw you here why I gotta tell her about who I'm fucking? That ain't her business, she not my business. Only business I'm caring bout is my son" he said raising his voice slightly not liking all the questions but he understood so he tried to keep his patience. "Okay calm down no need to get hype" Syné mugged him before storming out the room.
"Mane" he rubbed his hands down his face letting out a deep breath before leaving out the room to look for her, she was downstairs on her phone as usual doing a whole bunch of nothing. "Son, why you always on that dumbass phone. What so entertaining?" He asked suspiciously he hated that he got her a phone because her since she's just been so focused on that shit.
Syné rolled her eyes as he walked in keeping her gaze down at the phone "Leave me alone Kentrell why get me a phone if you going to act like that, the fuck" she smacked her lips. "Ian think you was gonna he on that shit all the time, ian even on mine that much" he stood in front of her, towering over her.
"Oh my— move Trell, you really aggravating as hell" she finally put the phone down attempting to push his muscular stature but it was no good he didn't judge. "Why? Show me yo' phone" he calmly asked holding his hand out for it with a serious look in his eyes making Syné look at him crazy "what you think I'm cheating on you or something?" She asked snatching the phone up from her lap.
"Ion know show me so I can ease my mind" he simply shrugged growing impatient. "Here!" She slammed the phone into his chest as she stood up, he grabbed the phone searching it without wasting time. He didn't find anything but a few messages between her and Skylar and himself she didn't really talk to much people, her time was mostly taken up by Instagram and Twitter.
"Find what you was looking for dickhead" she frowned before snatching her phone out of his hand, she was about to walk about but he snatched her back up "Nah ian find nun but fix that lil ass attitude baby girl, ian doing this with you today.." he said sternly keeping his hold on her. "Whatever let me go" she said calmly losing the attitude he noticed so he let her go.
