Finally Happy

23FH

Mamí's POV
"Good morning Ms. Higgs." My son greeted his teacher as I walked him to class.

"Good Morning Javez and Good Morning to you too Mrs. Major." Ms. Higgs responded. "Good Morning." I replied with a smile.

Psa, Javes and I got married a year ago.

I gave JJ a kiss on his cheek, "Mommy gonna see you after school okay?" He nodded and ran over to his friends. I smiled and walked out of his classroom.

I got into the passenger seat of Javez's car and rolled my eyes at him. We got into an argument this morning about-.

"You can cut the attitude cause I'm not leaving the Trap." Welp, there it is.

"Please help me understand why? Huh?" I asked upset. He pulled out of the school parking lot, "I already explained that shit to you bey. It's not that easy for me to just stop and go get a job. I ain't graduate on no fucking honor, on top of that I have a record. Don't nobody want me."

"You haven't even tried Javez. C'mon bruh, you have a family! I don't want JJ in this kind of lifestyle." I argued

He sucked his teeth, "Why you think I tryna keep it as far away from y'all as possible Mamí? You gatta think bey."

"Boy, are you dumb? No matter what the fuck you do, it's still gonna trace back to us!" I yelled. He stopped at a red light and stared at me. I stared the fuck back.

"You see Maria pressing Shawn bout leaving? Keep in mind he owns that shit."

"I don't give a fuck! Do I look like fucking Maria to you?"

"I swear you really be testing a nigga bey." He said as he shook his head.

"I'm testing you by telling you what's right for your family? Make it make fucking sense." I put in my EarPods started listening to music as he began driving.

"Cabrón." I mumbled. He took my EarPod out, "Who you calling a dumbass?" He asked causing me to laugh.

"How you know what that meant?" I asked.

"Every time we argue you'd say slick shit in Spanish so I searched them up every time you did." He answered. Damn, can't do shit round this lil boy.

"Yeah whatever, I'm still mad at you." I told him and continued listening to music. I laid my head back and closed my eyes.

A few minutes later, I felt the car stop and grabbed my bag. Javez took my EarPod out once again. "Imma think about it." I smiled and kissed his lips.

He held my throat and slid his tongue into my mouth. Well, that escalated quickly.

I moaned in his mouth and bit at his lip. "Go get all sexy so I can beat up that lil pussy tonight."

I giggled, "Okay Papí. I love you." I told him as I began getting out the car.

"I love you too." He replied, smacking my ass. I giggled and shut the door, walking into Paris and Cynthia's salon.

"Morning, Paris here?" I asked the receptionist. She nodded, "She's finishing off a client, but you can still go in if you want." I thanked her and made my way to Paris' section.

I opened the door to see her client sitting in the car as Paris did the finishing touches on her hair.

"Hey Mamí. This is Raven." Paris said as I walked inside, closing the door behind me.

I shook her hand and smiled, "Nice to meet you." She returned a smile, "Same to you."

"Alright Raven, you're all done. That'll be $150." She took her money from her purse and gave it to Paris.

Paris removed her cape and she stood up, leaving the room. "I don't trust that bitch." I said causing Paris to laugh.

"Girl she's not for us to trust, she's just a client."

"Yeahh, but something ain't sitting right with me." She gave me a stale face. I shrugged and sat down in her chair.

"Hair washed and everything?" Paris asked as she played through my hair, massaging my scalp.

"Mhm." I moaned. I felt her stop and looked back, "What?"

She started laughing, "Anyways, I got something to tell yo-." Before she could answer, her door swung open.

I screamed and covered my mouth, seeing Laquan walk through, "Paris que mierda(what the fuck)!"

"He's alive! How is he alive?!" I asked. My heart was racing, it felt like I was about to pass out.

"Mamí relax. You gatta stop screaming in here before they think people tryna kill you." I took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

"Wait, why aren't you freaking out?" I asked in confusion.

"He was at my house last night." Paris said as she locked her door behind him.

I was shocked and confused, "So you faked your death and Paris didn't actually kill you?"

He shrugged,"It was for the greater good."

There was a knock at the door, "Aye baby, it's Tre."

Laquan face went stale. "You need to get in my closet, now." Paris pushed him inside and went to open the door.

"Hey baby." She greeted as they kissed on the lips, "Hey beautiful, I bought you some kfc." She smiled and took the bad from him.

He waved at me and I waved back.

"I only came to drop that off, imma see you tonight." He pecked her lips once again and was about to walk out until a sneeze came from the closet.

Paris and I played it cool, while Tre's head darted in the direction of the sound. "What was that?"

"What was what?" Paris said, playing dumb. I was trying so hard not to laugh. If I did, she would make me pay for this hairdo.

He started to approach the closet with his hand on his waist. I'm guessing his gun was there. Laquan opened the closet and stepped out.

"You ain't gone treat me like I'm some typa hoe." He said. Tre looked at him in disbelief.

"That closet mad dusty by the way. Got my sinus acting up now."

Tre looked at Paris with anger in his eyes while she smiled back awkwardly.

It's about to go down.

Author's Note
-Oops👀 .
-Will Javez quit trapping ?
-Much love❤️ Muah !

Black lives matter
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