The Hood's Coldest Princess 2 by Lace Shantelly

Author:Lace, Shantelly
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Tiece Presents
Published: 2024-03-10T00:00:00+00:00

Ivy Savage

I sat on the side of the couch in full-blown tears. I didn’t know what the fuck was wrong with me all of a sudden; I was always crying and shit. I was clutching my phone, ignoring my daddy’s calls. I knew deep down inside I had to answer him, but I wasn’t ready. Knowing him, he was gonna think I came to California to find my mother. The sad part was, part of that was true. I wanted to help her and possibly give her an opportunity to be a grandmother. But every time I tried to love her, she did some more fucked up shit to me.

The phone rang once again and, this time, it was Tuck. I contemplated on not answering. Something inside me told me to answer, so I did.

“What’s up cuzzo?”

“Maneee, Savage over here doing the most Ivy. The nigga hit me with his cane and squared up with me.”

“Tucker, did you fucking put your hands on my Daddy?” I asked, about to go the fuck off. I’d send a few niggas to finish Tuck for disrespecting my fucking daddy. I played about a lot of shit but not Shawn mutha fucking Savage!”

“Nigga, hell yeah. I popped his ass, Ivy; that nigga is spazzing about you. And I for damn sure wasn’t gonna let him hit on me. The fuck you thought. Besides, that punk ass nigga Trent recovered for him,” he let out.

I understood, but it was the principle. “I don’t give a fuck about none of that nigga. When I touch down, you gonna see me!”

“Okay, Ivy, but I’m rolling up, so I can smoke and calm down. Then, I’m gonna hand this nigga the bags you got from Roc. Ivy, he needs to see you, bruh.” He sighed.

“Give him the low, and I’m getting ready to call him in a few.”

“Bet.”

I ended the call with him and went to find Breezy. She was in her room sitting on the side of her bed rolling a blunt.

“If you’re about to judge me for smoking while I’m pregnant, carry your ass right the fuck on up outta my room!” she said, rolling her eyes.

“Bitch, I wanna smoke too; ain’t nan bitch baby ever died cause the mammy was smoking weed. Until a doctor tells me it causes birth defects, I’m getting the fuck high.” She sealed the blunt, and I sat on the bed next to her. After she fired it up, we got higher than giraffe pussy.

“What we gonna do about cleaning up downstairs?”

“I’m about to call my dad right now. I needed to get high to deal with his shit first.” I looked at her and noticed the uneasy look she had plastered on her face.

“Ivy, I don’t know about Savage coming here. I just don’t know where we stand. The last encounter we had made me see him in a different light.”

“What’s that supposed to mean? Be specific because that’s my father and, if he’s not welcome in your house, then neither am I,” I let her know by raising up because I’d laid back on the bed.

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