Page 76 of He Thugged Me First

She pouted.

I shook my head because her nutty ass was spoiled. Walking over I stepped between her legs and just looked up at her. “Why are you pouting, shorty?”

“I don’t know. My emotions are everywhere.” She shook her head.

“Yeen even that pregnant to be blaming shit on my seed, Mecca.” I laughed at her.

“Nigga, bye!”

After all thefucking promises in the world, I finally got out of the crib and I was walking into Quari’s crib.

“Don’t slam the—” Quari started, but I already slammed the door and the baby lying in the rocker began to cry.

I looked over at him before shrugging. “My bad.”

“Fuck ya bad, go wash ya hands and hold ya god daughter, because that’s that shit.” Quari drank from the bottle of water but he didn’t move from his seat at the table across from Mazzier.

I laughed, but I took my jacket off and I definitely went and grabbed my god baby. They had her fucked up if they thought all she was finna do was cry. When I had her in my arms she quieted down and opened those big pretty ass eyes. Neither of her parents had grey eyes, but lil mama had some big grey ass eyes, that had a nigga stuck and thinking about his own genes when Mecca gave birth. “Yep, you’ll be doing time behind this one right here.” I walked over and took a seat at the table.

Quari laughed. “Nah I’m not. I’m locking her ass in the house until she’s at least thirty.”

We all laughed before the room grew serious.

Quari was the first to speak. “Some nigga named, Clay Afron tried to put a cheap ass hit out on me. I have been tryna get at this bitch on the low but he has to know I’m coming. The least he could do is let me know what the fuck I did to his bitch ass. He’s smart though because he’s making sure to not be seen or keep his whereabouts a secret.” Quari shrugged.

“Small fucking world because Gayze and I met with Johnson the other day and it just so happens to be the nigga Mile’s pops. But that’s not all.” Mazzier opened the folder that was sitting in front of him and began lying photos out.

I recognized two of the four. One was the dead motherfucker who Quari folded in Canez and the other was Mazzier’s manager at Canez.

“They’re all siblings.”

“Which makes them ya siblings?” Quari asked, confused.

“Hell nah, papers say my mama had Miles and signed him over to his pops the same night.”

“So all we gotta do is kill all their asses and our troubles end?” I asked.

Mazzier cut his eyes from me to Quari.

“Look Thich Nhat Hanh, we get that you practicing this Non-vio?—”

“Fuck outta here, the line been crossed, no talking is necessary.” Mazzier waved us off. That was what he said, but I knew for sure he wasn’t like that.

“Bet.” I responded. “Now lemme hear how you patched shit up with the family doc.” Mecca had come home laughing about how she and Mama Dolly sent Mazzier off, so I wanted to hear the story from him.

“Long story short, ya messy ass baby mama and Dolly told me that Gayze was dating some nigga, so I had Nadeen drop her location and I pulled up. It just so happens that she was intherapy, so I busted up in that bitch and it became a couples therapy.”

I giggled my ass off because I could only imagine what the hell he did.

“That shit worked?” Quari asked, with a slight chuckle.

“It had to, because it was either that or me knocking this nigga she was giving her time away to off.” He shrugged. “Funny thing is, it turns out Imma have to knock him off anyway.” He rubbed his hands together like he was Birdman or some shit.

“And why the fuck is that?” I asked. He had drawn both I and Quari in with this one, It was unheard of Mazzier knocking a nigga off over something personal.

“The nigga lives in Gayze’s building, he told her that his name was King when in reality it’s Sosa and he’s one of Miles’s brothers.” He explained.

“Damn, so the enemy been tapping ya chick while you been fucking up?” Quari tilted his head and narrowed his eyes.

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