King
Walking outside and leaning on the car, waiting for her to come out, I looked at my phone, hearing the back door close shut, I snapped my head up glaring at Tameka or should I say, Honey. I wasn't even mad, I was more disappointed.
"what you want king, "she asked while putting her bag in the trunk, she walked over stopping in front of me with her arms crossed.
"why you here? "I asked standing up straight, looking down at her small body.
"I need the money that's why, that's how I'm living, my daughter and I like expensive things
"wait did she just say daughter, I know i didn't hear her right
"daughter ?" I questioned
"yea daughter that's my littlee sister but I practically raised her since she was born "She snapped
"you don't have to worry about nothing I'll take care of yall" I said looking her in the eyes
"no I don't need that I can take care of myself, I've been doing it since I was 16, I don't need no nigga to do it now, yo money don't impress me "she snapped
Tameka
I don't need any nigga to help me, I got responsibilities of my own that I can handle.
"understand, but we will talk about it later, but tomorrow we going out to lunch "after me agreeing to go to lunch with him I got in my car and headed home, King doesn't understand that I don't want his money, I have my own, just like he got his hustle, I got mines to.
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