Thug Passion 2 by Mz. Lady P

Author:Mz. Lady P [P, Mz. Lady]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance, Urban, United States, African American, Genre Fiction, Literature & Fiction
Amazon: B00MUW6APA
Publisher: Shan Presents
Published: 2014-08-18T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16-Thug

Regrets of a Thug (Part 1)

The moment I pulled away from the curb and left Tahari there I regretted it. I had the driver go back around to get her, but she had already gotten into the cab. Once I made it home, I fired up a Kush blunt and sat on the couch waiting for her to arrive home. I was pissed at Tahari. She had to understand that thirsty bitches came with the territory. We have had this conversation several times. Each time she told me she wouldn't let silly bitches get to her, but she did just that tonight.

I went all out to make her birthday special and she ruined it by fighting in the bathroom. My wife was rocking a four thousand dollar dress. There was no way she was supposed to be fighting with a bitch rocking a dress that looked like it came from Rainbow. Tahari was a Queen and Queens never got off of their Throne to address peasants. Real Talk. I never even gave her the birthday gift I got for her.

I got her a new 2014 Audi and a custom made Rolex to match mine. I hated to do her like that, but she had to know that she couldn't be acting like that in public. All the liquor I had consumed started to take over I ended up dozing off on the couch. When I woke up, it was six in the morning and Tahari was not there. I started calling her phone, but it was going straight to voicemail.

I hoped that she was just mad and went over to Barbie or Ta'Jay’s house. Once I called them, I knew I had fucked up. Tahari had nowhere else to go and I knew she wasn't that mad at me that she would leave without clothing or money. I immediately jumped on the expressway to head to Malik's house.

As I drove, I noticed a cab taped off with yellow tape and traffic was at a halt. I stopped my car and ran full speed ahead. I knew it was the cab she was in as soon as I got close enough to see it. I remembered the operator telling me the number of the cab before it arrived.

"Sir stop! You cannot go beyond this point!

"You need to get the fuck out of my way. My wife was in that cab!" I broke away from the police officer. I looked inside and a sheet was over the body in the front driver's seat. In the backseat, was Tahari’s purse and one of her shoes. The world stopped for a minute. I died at that very moment. I had to really be out of it because I never felt a female grab onto my arm.

"Sir, are you okay?"

"Do you know if they found the woman that was in the cab?" I asked her, but in my heart I knew different.

"No. I saw the whole thing unfold right before my eyes." I instantly grabbed the woman and walked her back to my car.

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