It was three in the morning and I was drunk and high as fuck. It wasn't like I had shit to go home to not a wife not any kids. Lately that shit bothered me five years ago I got divorced. Shit broke me. I ain't never live no bitch but Tasha had me wide open for her. I cut off every bitch for her. When I met Tasha I was deep in the streets. She loved it she loved the money she loved the clout that came from being Stone girl but as time went on I realized she ain't love Malik. When I stepped down she claimed I was going soft but to be told I just was tired the game didn't excite me no more I wanted to stay home and make a family with my wife but she shut that shit down. She didn't want any kids she didn't want me to leave the game but I did any ways. That's when her ass started cheating with my rival Tone. She thought I didn't know till I came into his house and shit him as she was sucking his dick. Killed his ass. She was pregnant with his baby I wanted to kill her too but I figured I tear her ass up in court now the bitch was married to some hustler. Her mom had her kid and she lived the life she always wanted and it showed because she did not look good. I seen her in the club every so often. Sometimes I let her suck my dick but that's it.
"Come on a pretty thing like you should give me your number." I heard the guy in front of me say to the cashier.
"I'm good. I'm not interested." I heard her pretty self say. He grabbed her arm.
"It wasn't a suggestion bitch give me your number." Ole boy said. I promise I don't know why I did it but I snapped on his ass. I yoked his ass up so fast he didn't know what hit him. When he saw who I was he started shaking.
"Stone?" He said.
"Yeah you over here grabbing on woman like that because she told you no? I know my eyes had to be playing tricks on me." I said.
"I'm drunk man I wasn't in my right mind." He said and I dragged him back to the counter. "Apologize."
"I'm sorry Nyla. I don't know what into me." He said.
"Give her the money in your pocket." I said when he pulled out ten dollars that shit pissed me off. How is he trying to get her number and he couldn't even afford to fill up her tank. Priority all fucked up. I went into my pocket and pulled out a few hundreds and handed them to her.
"For your troubles tonight pretty mama. You ain't gonna have no problems no more I got you." I said and winked at her pretty ass. I dragged ole boy outside and beat his ass. I went back in and paid for my gas and took my ass home. Shorty face played in my head all night.
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