Chapter 6 Dre

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"Baby I know you need me, like I need you. But I'm not the one you wanna love

~ No Love August Alsina ft. Nicki Minaj"

-Monday Night-

I lay in my king sized bed while Black Crowns by Tyga blasts from my LG G4 speakers and gaze up at the white ceiling. Life in Miami was def different from life in New York. In New York I wasn't shit. Here I'm the most well-known niggah in this city.

I remember when I first met Nicole five years ago. I was at a carnival with my brother Carmelo. At first sight, Nicki was the flyest girl I ever seen. That was the day she was wearing some blue ripped skinny jeans, a Marilyn Monroe crop top, a black and white snap back... She had her belly button pierced and her hair flowed to her waist. I had to spit my game and get her number. I didn't expect her to show me around Miami, build up my connections, and bump up my status by allowing me to become a part of 4-1-0. But as we all know high-status does come at a price. Couple thirst bucket chicks claim that I got them knocked up. Nah. I never go into battle without a helmet. Well... I don't wear a "helmet" with my girl Mia. As to why, well, that's another story for another time.

I find it crazy that Nicole hasn't let me touch her, kiss her or fuck her since Arianna was born. I mean she still tells me that she got feelings for me and shit but I ont know man. Funny how Nicole used to be like a little sister, but after I got her pregnant things changed. It ain't like I didn't already have feelings for her... it just didn't seem right to confess my feelings for her when I was fucking her sisters, Tasha and Keyshia.

I don't see how they related to her. I mean, Tasha a traitor to her own kind and Keyshia a fucking hoe. I had to put up with that shit longer than I should have. Her bitch ass cheated on me with eight other niggahs. Like damn! What the fuck I ever do to her?

Still...Tasha doesn't know I cheated on her with Nicole. She doesn't even know that we know each other. Shidd, she doesn't even know about Arianna when the girl finna turn three.

Nicole doesn't fuck with Tasha all like that. She completely stopped fucking with her (So I thought) after Tasha and Keyshia sided with 5-1-0 (five-one-oh) and jumped her and Shaquana. Keyshia decided she ain't 'bout that life, and Tasha the one ended up taking all the blame.

Ha! As you can see Keyshia a fake ass hoe. Selling out your own sisters? At that your own bloodline? That's a damn shame. Nicole has been in the game for a minute. She be making some serious dough. Bitch got a lot of bread, too. But... I'm not saying the shit she do is right. She could do better. She lightweight intelligent and shit. She could've gone to college and owned that multimillion dollar business she always talked about before Arianna came into the equation.

In a way I wanted her to have my second child. The thing is, she was sixteen when I got her pregnant. I feel bad, because I somewhat fucked her life up.

Don't get it wrong, Arianna my baby girl. Our birthdays are on the same day! I love her so much I'd kill a niggah that'd try to touch her. She has those slanted brown eyes, long brown hair, and that attitude just like her mother. Arianna doesn't really get anything from me... which is good, 'cause I want her to be like her mother. Smart. Independent. Beautiful, but not too beautiful. I don't think I'd be able to handle them teenage stages.

Fact is, I could get any bitch I wanted. Only this is I don't want them other hoes. I want Nicole, and I need Nicole. I think I may even love Nicole, but does she love me?

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