day1 love

chapter 26* Tris

Well, goddamn!
I never thought this could happen to me, but here I sit, cause I got caught slippin.
Wait, I'm getting ahead of myself.
Last y'all seen me, my square bitch had sent her goon at me to exact retribution for almost killin her.
He almost killed me for it.
Almost!
But almost don't count!
If it had've been me, I would have finished what I started, but he didn't.
He wanted me to be shook, but I ain't.
No, I'm a killer, not no halfway crook! Like them boys Mobb Deep spit in their hit "Shook Ones"

Let me remind y'all of what went down.
I fucked Nikki up, again.
After that, I snorted too much Boy.
I was in a deep nod when she bonded my hands to my dick.
With Crazy Glue!
I'm the psychopath though, right?!
I mean who in they right mind would even DREAM of crossing ME like that?
Didn't she know better?
Didn't every ass whipping I gave her, every bone I broke, every time I proved to her that she ain't have no wins against me, teach her anything?
She really thought I wouldn't find her and kill her lil ass?
And THEN, she sends her goon at me.
She just added insult to injury!
My square bitch and her goon will both pay for it.
Funny how after what she had him do to me, I still consider her mine.
I really don't think I can rightfully call her my square bitch no more.
Dripping that glue was diabolical.
Square bitches wouldn't have done that, nah, squares would have went crying to the boys in blue.
Instead she dealt with me like a hood bitch would've.
Maybe I rubbed off on her.
She crossed me, when she sent him!
My stroke game is bound to be affected by his lil twisty poke. Fucker!
It bends to the right now.
Fuckin stupid whore!
What kinda bitch move was that anyway?
Why would a real man ever touch another man's dick?
Fuck outta here, that's how I know she's behind it, was probably fucking him on the side the whole time.
Anyway I was telling y'all how I came to be here!
In Graterford State Penitentiary.

***Flashback***

I'm debating on how in the fuck I'm gonna get outta the predicament she put me in.
I can't barely even move, and I'm in so much agony I wish death would come for me already.
I have friends down there with my maker, it'll probably be fun, and all this could be a distant memory of a life cut tragically short by my square...diabolical bitch!

I'm fading fast, let me tell y'all!

My life really flashing before my eyes and rather than me feeling sorry for the shit way I handle my bitches, every last one of them, I'm entertained!
I really am a pimp!
We do that type of shit.

I see flashes of my own daddy leaving to go be with his other family.
Fuck him.
Don't need him around anyway.
I'm the man of the house now, I gotta have something for my mommas hand when it's out.
I resort to petty crime, B&E, I'm a stick up kid, I catch bodies, I never get caught!
I'm jumped in, I'm gang affiliated with my brothers in red.
My rap sheet is longer than my arm.
Long Beach is my home.
I find out my bitch was creeping, fucked my so called brother in Red
I have a sit down, he wins the bitch.
They move to Anaheim, CA.
That was a secret, but I got my ways of finding shit out.
After I get her location, I discovered ha, the bitch pregnant!
Pregnant with his kid, not mine.
I literally beat her to death, stomp that kid outta her, kill her baby daddy.
Cornell Tristan Wright died that day
I don't know who I am.
I move to Philly, I need to go somewhere to lay low, the Brim I killed was a the baby brother of a made man, and now I'm marked for death.

Tris is born.
Tris is a pimp.
Pimps handle they bizness and they bitches.

I remember and vividly see me stomping each and every hoe I ever had.
They deserved it, they all nothing but whores.
My whores, but still, whores can't be trusted!

I flash on Sunny.
My Sunny.
My bottom bitch, she loved me, woulda married me.
Would've been proud to have my babies too, but what man want his baby momma to literally be a whore?