Loving a Thug 3 by Cayla

Author:Cayla
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Royalty Publishing House, LLC

Before heading home, Hosea decided to stop and do his pickup from the Suncrest trap. Usually, I steered clear from this trap because Cha-Cha and I had history. She was the first chick I had ever let taste the box. Scandalous as fuck because, back then, we were all friends and hung out, but I was a curious ass sixteen-year-old. While most girls that age were learning how to drive and really transitioning into young ladies, I was out here robbing, killing, selling drugs, and experimenting with both sexes. Cha-Cha’s mouth came in a very close second to Hosea’s, and she knew it.

While he went inside to count and collect, I stayed my ass in the truck. He must have told Cha-Cha and the rest of the niggas chilling on the porch that I was inside because as soon as he was out of sight, she was making her way over to the passenger side window. I kept that bitch up until she knocked on it and stood with her arms crossed over her barely-there chest. Rolling it down, I skimmed her from head to toe and shook my head. Cha-Cha looked like a real nigga, down to the baggy ass clothes and swag.

“You can’t get out and rap to an old friend?” The little smirk on her face let me know that she was about to be on some bullshit.

“Whatchu want, Charity?” I asked, calling her by her real name.

“Damn, it’s like that?” Her tongue swept over her lips. “I just wanna be like that nigga Tyga and get a taste. Quench my thirst, ma.”

“You must be tryna die, huh?”

“What bro don’t know won’t hurt ‘em.”

“Fake shit, man,” I said and shook my head. “Callin’ the nigga bro but you over here tryna get ya face sat on. Get the fuck outta here, Charity. I’ll tell that nigga what happened years ago, and he’ll forgive me eventually. What about you? Will you still be breathing afterwards?”

“You got it.” Cha-Cha laughed and backed away from the car. She knew what the fuck I said was facts. She could push up on me if she wanted to. Hosea would put a bullet in her head, probably whoop my ass, but he wouldn’t leave me. I knew that for sure. I didn’t want it to come to that, but Cha-Cha was playing a dangerous game fucking with me.

Once we made it back into the house, Hosea took the duffel bag of money straight to the basement to put it up in the inground safe he had gotten installed. I made my way to the kitchen so that I could take something out for dinner. My phone rang right as I was pulling out a pack of beef tips to make some beef and rice.

“Hey you,” I greeted Neesha. After that incident at the store, we exchanged numbers and had been talking every now and then. She and Portia had been getting close as well. It was weird letting someone else into our circle because, for the longest, it had just been us.

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