Trap Queen by Christine N. Davis

Author:Christine N. Davis
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Urban Books
Published: 2022-05-27T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

Hendrix Brown

Later That Night

After Lihanny went upstairs, I left Hussein in the living room to make a couple calls. We were planning to do this at twelve, and I needed to be out of there by twelve thirty. I was surprised that Lihanny had a plan to get her out of the mess she was in. I couldn’t lie and say that it wasn’t a brilliant plan because it was. I just hoped once this shit blew over that she was going to find something better to do with her time. Shorty fucked herself up when she called herself snitching on a nigga. I was thinking about allowing her to handle Norfolk, and if she wasn’t able to do it, then I was going to have Jerry handle her since I clearly had a hard time doing so.

“Daddy!” Hydiah called out to me, snapping me out of my thoughts.

I turned around just in time to catch her. “What’s up, baby girl?”

“Jerry let me ride shotgun.” She excitedly smiled.

I looked up just as Nylah walked into the kitchen holding Haylee’s car seat. I walked over to her with Hydiah still in my arms and grabbed the car seat. Setting it on the table, I pulled the visor back and smiled down at her as she slept. She was knocked out, too, sucking on her thumb. After pulling it out of her mouth, I pulled the visor back down, then looked over at Nylah as she pouted like she was Hydiah’s age.

I pinched her chin. “Fix your face. What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, Hendrix,” she sighed, pulling her phone out.

She just wanted me to baby her, but I wasn’t about to do it. There was too much shit going on for her to be acting like she wasn’t a grown-ass woman. So instead of feeding into her, I picked Haylee’s car seat up and walked into the living room. Jerry and Hussein were sitting in there eating and watching The Walking Dead. I took a seat, placing Hydiah on her feet then putting the car seat on the floor in front of me.

“When y’all niggas order food?” I asked, taking Haylee out of her seat.

With all the shit that was going on, I hadn’t even been able to care for or be around my baby girl. I felt bad as fuck that I wasn’t around, but I was going to get shit straight real soon.

“Mama sent this with them. This shit good as fuck, too.” Hussein nodded as he tossed a forkful of string beans in his mouth.

Just looking at it made my mouth water and my stomach growl. A nigga was hungry as fuck and hadn’t even realized it until I saw this good-ass food. But I was going to eat after I was done fawning over Haylee.

“Daddy, she ’sleep,” Hydiah leaned over me and whispered.

I looked over at her and smiled. “Yeah. She does that a lot, doesn’t she?”

Hydiah nodded, then turned to look at the TV just as a zombie popped up.

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