Infatuated With A Real Nigga 2 by Ashley Williams

Author:Ashley Williams [Williams, Ashley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Racquel Williams Presents
Published: 2016-03-21T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

A Thug In Love

Skrilla

Pow. Pow. Pow. Shots rang out inside of one of my favorite nightclubs on Independence Boulevard while I was sitting in the damn car, listening to some J. Cole. I couldn’t believe these niggas were shooting at my niggas. I hung around a few hot heads now and then, but I didn’t find out they were hot heads until I was stuck in the middle of some dumb shit. I took my gun out and started shooting back at them niggas when they ran up out of the club. One of them niggas hit the ground when he fell, and that was all she wrote. I pulled off and went home to hide my fucking gun. Shit hadn’t been the same since Legacy left. It was bad enough that she left, but shit got worse. I didn’t give a damn about anything anymore. If a nigga wasn’t reckless before, I was damn sure living on the edge now.

“Damn, nigga, you need to slow your roll. A nigga doesn’t need to end up back up in jail and shit. That’s why I don’t like going nowhere with y’all hothead ass niggas!” I put my nigga, Rio, in check. This nigga was always doing some dumb shit. Shooting at niggas at the club was the last thing a nigga needed, but at the end of the day, I would always ride for mine and expected the same in return. It was a code in these streets, and we lived by loyalty.

“Nigga, that wasn’t me. Eric got into a fucking fight with some lame ass niggas. The niggas pulled out their tools and started blasting at us first.” He pulled out a blunt and was about to light that shit up.

“Nah, nigga. Put that shit up and get the fuck out. You’re my nigga and all, but after that hothead nigga shit, you can’t chill here. I gotta get some rest anyway. A nigga’s got a long night ahead.” I pushed the nigga to the door. I couldn’t believe this nigga showed up at my house anyway. Anybody could have been following him, and I didn’t need that shit.

“Damn, nigga; I will go. I had some bitches I needed to fuck good tonight anyway,” he bragged. Then, he lit his blunt anyway and smoked on his way out.

I shut my door, locked that shit, took a damn shower, and got ready for bed. ‘Damn,’ was all I could think; her pictures were everywhere. I had fucked up in a major way. I allowed my woman to lose my baby while I was getting my relationship fucked up by my own baby mama. I should have listened to her, but I never did. All those bitches I fucked and those long nights in the trap wasn’t worth losing her. All I could do was hope that it wasn’t too late for a nigga.

All I ever wanted was a down bitch, one that didn’t complain. A female that would hide my drugs, help count this money with me, and I could ball out on.

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