In Love With A Street Nigga

Chapter 8

I had just pulled back up to my trap house when my phone vibrated.

Michelle: So you rolling around with other bitches now?

Me: Tf Is you talking about?

Michelle: I heard you was with that bitch from the store today

Me: Man gtf with that bullshit you act like im yo nigga. You better watch how the fuck you handle me.

Michelle: Whateva stupid ass nigga you just better not let me catch you or that bitch slippin.

I aint even reply to Michelle stupid ass after that this bitch done ran me fuckin hot. Who the fuck she think she talking to is what I wanna know she must not know I can make her muthafuckin ass disappear off the face of the earth. I walked into my trap to see niggas laying around and shit. "I hope my muthafuckin money is back where it belongs while yawl laying around" I spat as I made my way back to my office. When I walked in my nigga Santana was sitting on the couch going over business plans. "Wussup my nigga" I said as we clapped hands together. "Shiddddd" I'm just planning our next come up" he explained to me as I took a seat behind my desk and fired up a blunt. "We got a couple of business trips coming up that we need to prepare for. We need to go to Cuba to finish up our business with Escobar and then when we come back to the states we got some new hits in New York and in Philly." Santana is my main nigga. We been bestfriends since knee high and he the only person that I trust with everything. We sat and talked for a lil while longer about the business trips and further plans we needed to make.

"Aiight but guess what dawg I said taking another long pull from another blunt I had rolled. "Wussup?" "You remember that girl I bumped into at the store?" he leaned back in his seat chuckling. "Yea that's the same one we seen at the club and at the tattoo shop right?" I chuckled to myself, "Yea, I was chillen with her today after that shit happened with them niggas. Lil mama pretty cool" I said letting the marijuana take over my body. "Awwe shit don't tell me you falling in love" Santana teased making us both bust out laughing. "Nigga hell nahhh I mean she sexy af and she cool but I don't think I can do no more relationships you remember what happened last time I tried that shit." "I feel you my nigga but ayyyyye her friend with the red hair fine DAB you need to put me in the door." We both fell out laughing. "Shiddd I already told her that you thought her friend was fine im two steps ahead of you my nigga" I smoked and talked with Santana for a lil while longer before I decided to call it a night and take my ass home. For some reason tonight I just felt like being alone. When you a hustler a nigga don't never get no break.

Christina POV

It was 2:00 in the morning when I heard my phone vibrating on my night stand. "Who the fuck is calling me this early in the morning" I thought to myself as I looked at my screen. Whoever was calling was calling from restricted. I rolled my eyes before sliding the answer key. "Hello" I spoke into the phone groggily. "Bitch you better watch yo muthafuckin back your mommy and daddy thought nobody knew about their precious little girl" The voice spat before hanging up. I sat up in bed and laid the phone next to me. The fact that somebody just called my phone and threatened my life didn't scare me. It was the fact that somebody knew who I was but I aint know who they were.