So, after our little fiasco at the bank, a bitch got paid $45,000. Sax knew better than to try me and not pay his dues. He may be a silly ass white boy, but he definitely aint dumb.
Now I know your wondering where Sax gets all this money from, and how can he afford to pay me in large amounts. Well for one its none of yall damn business! And secondly a keyword called inheritance is a motherfucker if you got it. I'll just let yall minds wonder.
I dropped him off to one of his homeboy's house on the north side. I don't know what he's going to do about his shitty ass life, but best believe he's gonna call again. He always does.
Sometimes I have a soft spot for him, but I choose to ignore it completely. I cannot stress this enough. You cannot be a soft ass bitch in the game that I'm playing. The moment you let these niggas know you catching feelings, they'll dog your ass out. Men aint nothing but hoes with dicks.
After I dropped him off, I drove back home to relax a little. When I pulled up in the yard my phone ringed. La'Cresha.
"Hello?" I answered.
"What up the baddest bitch! What are you getting into?" La'Cresha asked.
"Nothing just working" I said.
"Bitch you still fucking and getting cash. You gonna catch something one day" she said.
"Bitch please, the money I make in an hour is more than your dusty ass boyfriend makes in a year. Fuck outta here!"
"Alright girl, my bad. I just wanted to look out for you, that's all" she said.
"The best thing you can do for me is stay out my fucking business" I said.
"Point noted. But bitch, lets go out tonight. I'm bored as fuck in his house".
"I don't know Cresha, you always like getting into fights at the club and fucking random ass scrawny dudes. I keep telling your ass to go for the rich type" I said.
"Bestie come on! I need this night! Rodney steady getting on my nerves and he still holding out on me. A bitch need some D!" she said.
I rolled my eyes. Y'all see this shit.
"Man, why is you still fucking with him?" I asked her.
"Because that's my nigga and the father to my kids" she said.
"Yeah but he holding out huh. You do realize he getting it from someone else right?"
Cresha got silent on the phone.
I broke the silence and said, "Bitch it aint me!"
She laughs hysterically.
"I know bitch, I just wanted to trick your ass. So, we are hitting Club Hue's or what?" she asked.
"Bitch you fucking annoying but be ready by 10. And don't wear no trashy ass shit either".
"Oh! Thank you, bestie. Call me when you leaving the house" she said.
"Yeah whatever hoe". I hung up the phone.
I swear that girl got it bad for Rodney trifling ass.
"Oh, he's my nigga and the father to my kids" I said mockingly in my head.
Child I'm not even going down the road with this one. But that wouldn't be fair to yall now will it? Long story short, me and Cresha has been besties since high school. None of them basic ass bitches would fuck with us because they knew better. We always got into fights and fucking up relationships since freshman year.
The only reason she is my bestie is because the other ratchet girls used to pick on her about her size. Yeah Cresha is a big girl but I don't play that bullying shit! No woman should body slam another bitch, especially if she looks like E.T.
I've been protecting her back ever since. She's a cool girl, but she's can be loud as fuck! Sounding like a bullhorn when she is coming through. But she my bitch though. I love her.
Anyways I know your probably interested in her and Rodney. So, they meet at a club, typical, and Cresha swear it was love at first sight.
"Rodney this and Rodney that".
I swear I got tired of hearing his name. Rodney is just a basic nigga that rather spend his money on chains and upgrading his car than actually use it on Cresha and the kids.
Riddle me this, you got a badass jaguar with nice rims, and wear about five chains around your neck, clean crisp clothes, expensive watches, but still paying rent in the projects?
Can someone show me statistically how the fuck does that make any damn sense. Got my homegirl and they bad ass kids looking like they homeless. But that's her nigga, right? Lame ass.
Anyways Cresha gave this nigga three kids and trust me he only did that just to keep Cresha at home. He says his occupation is "networking" but little does his dumbass know, I know he's one of Malcolm's flunky's working on the street.
Nobody has a flashy car or jewelry unless they in the drug business or a celebrity. And nobody knows who Rodney is, so I'll let your mind wonder.
After their third child, Cresha was going through postpartum depression and Rodney was no help at all. He left her crying multiple times in the night and I had to go calm her down and play the "daddy role".
She is very self-conscious about her weight and for Rodney to not want to touch her anymore because of her mom bod sickens me. I hate him for what he did to Cresha, but she's still gonna be his ride or die. I know she knows he's nothing but empty promises, but she wont listen. The wool is over her eyes completely. But enough of that sentimental shit.
I told her that what one nigga won't do, another will. So of course, we go clubbing and she gets that D that she needs. I'm not about to stop her from getting hers. Me and Rodney be having heated arguments about this because he says if I was her true best friend, I wouldn't let her be a slut like me.
I always told him you aint shit, and if you keep fucking with me, I will have Malcolm cut you off and make his homeboys beat your ass for fucking with his supply! Rodney thought I didn't know about his side hustle, but I know every drug dealer that works for Malcolm.
After that he knew not to fuck with me about it. Rodney is not a coke junkie, but he does tamper with the weed every now and again. So, he backs off because he doesn't want none of this smoke.
Cresha deserves better than Rodney and hopefully she'll see it one day. Anyways I need to get in the house because a bitch need to eat and wash off.
I got out the car and made my way into the house. I went up the staircase and that's when I heard the most annoying voice in the world. Mother.
"Where have you been Victoria?" momma asked.
I continue my way up the stairs.
"Vicki I'M TALKING TO YOU!" she yells.
"I can hear you bitch but I'm not in the mood for your shit Lizzy".
She starts to charge behind me. I got to my room door and was turning to get in, but she grabs me by my arm. I pulled it away from her.
I turn around to her and yelled, "What the fuck do you want mother!". "I asked you where the fuck you been Vicki" she said.
I got up in her face once again and said, "And I told you I'm not going to answer to you!"
She just glares at me with hatred.
"You know what Vicki, I'm getting real sick and tired of the disrespect you continue to show me. This is my house and you gonna follow my fucking rules!" momma barked.
"Or what, you gonna have Derrick raped me? Put me out?"
"Don't fuck with me Vicki, I'm the momma around here and you will do as I fucking say!" she screamed.
I threw my purse and keys on the floor. I took off my high heels, just in case this bitch wanted to try something.
"Let me make myself clear you...mother. I don't give a fuck about you, this house or Malcolm for that matter. You keep making these idle threats to me, but I don't see your scary ass doing shit about. You may scare them other bitches in the street with your mouth, but I see through your pathetic ass. You are nothing more that a whore who got her way by selling her weak ass pussy to any weak nigga that'll buy it. The next time you ever threaten me, I promise yo ass, you will get your ass beat like you was some stranger on the fucking street. Stay the fuck outta my way!"
I saw the tears start to swell in my momma's eyes, but I didn't give a fuck anymore. She never liked me anyways since I was a child so why in the fuck would I give her the satisfaction of me feeling bad for what I said.
Our feud will continue on until the day that we die. She is the worse person on Earth, but she dares to criticize me for following her footsteps.
She blinks back the tears in her eyes and says. "You know what Vicki, one day your gonna get what's coming to you. Just watch! And when you get caught by these husbands' wife don't call my ass to bail you out!"
"Mother I don't need weak ass bitches on my side. Now leave me the fuck alone!"
I slammed the door in her face.
She screams out "You stupid, pathetic ass bitch!" I yelled back "That's makes two of us hoe!"
I heard her footsteps go down the stairs and I jumped in the shower to get rid of Sax stench. I don't see why Malcolm puts up with her dumbass.
