“I love you, baby girl. I’m proud of you.”
“I know you are, Daddy, and I appreciate you paying my way through school. That’s why I have no problem doing for you.”
“I know, baby girl.”
I grabbed the large, giftwrapped box and handed it to him.
“This is y’all gift.”
He glanced down at the box then back up at me.
“Love you, Daddy.”
“Love you right back.”
We shared a smile.
“I’ll be seeing you soon.”
“Hopefully in my city.”
“It’s a date.” He winked at me before kissing my forehead.
He watched as we pulled out the driveway.
The moment the wheels hit the concrete, I let the silent tears fall. Eris grabbed my hand and that made me cry harder. It’s so fucking hard being the black sheep of your family but had to show up for yourself when the world doubts you.
Istood from the edge of the bed, pulling up my pants while Star laid on her back, sprawled out, bundles wild, implants sitting straight up with a smile on her face.
I checked my message thread with Suki, and she hadn’t hit me back. She told me she’d be offline because she was heading out of town to see her people. I didn’t believe her ass at first until Rayzor told me Eris went to be with her. Her ass better not be lying on some snake shit, because I’d have to fuck her ass up.
“You don’t have to leave so soon. I don’t have to be to the club for another few hours,” she said, voice lazy and hopeful that I’d agree.
I glanced down at my Rolex.
“I got shit to do.”
She rolled over onto her side, smacking her teeth. “Since you fucked up my hair, you gon’ get it done over?”
Going into my pocket, I pulled out a stash and counted off a few bills, tossing them down before stuffing it back in my pocket.
“I’ll see if my girl Suki can squeeze me.”
Hearing Suki’s name made me pause, but I had to keep shit playa.
“She must be fye.”
“Who– Suki? You heard of her?”
“You mentioned her before, ainna?”
She eyed me suspiciously.
She shrugged. “Good, you pay attention then.”
“I pay attention to money. She got motion– that’s all.” I grabbed my pistol, putting it under my shirt and heading out before the conversation escalated.
I exhaled smoke as I slipped in the whip. Before pulling off, I made sure my strap was on my lap then checked my mirrors. Mothafuckas wasn’t stupid enough to runup on me, but you had niggas that were hungry and looking for a come up. Star was ducked off, but that shit don’t put me at ease. Mothafuckas remember patterns.
