Chapter 22: Said they be hatin anyway cause baby girl i got you. just you and me against the world, baby girl i got you.

          Ty heard footsteps behind him then petite arms wrap around his waist.

“What’s wrong baby?”

“Just dropped my shit down the stairs” he said fake pouting.

She released her hold and walked down the stairs picking his phone up off the hardwood floor.

“Awh. Babe your screen cracked and it turned off.” He shrugged and she came back up the stairs.

“It;s just a phone. They’re replaceable.” He grabbed her by her waist pulling her in “You on the other hand are irreplaceable.” He kissed her on her forehead. She hugged him tight resting her head on his chest.

“Charles..”

“Yeah?” she asked lifting her head up to make eye contact.

“You like LA?”

“I’onno.. never been.. Washington has always been my home.”

“How bout we change that?”

“You.. you mean like.. move to LA?”

“Yeahh.. you me and Cam? Start fresh? Get away from all this bullshit.”

“Well..okay. As long as Cam is okay with it and is willing to come..”

He smiled and picked her up carrying her to the bed. He plopped down with her tickling her sides. She tried to squirm away from him and he ended up hovering over top of her. He looked deep into her eyes. They were so big and just pulled him in. They were so deep, with so many secrets held behind them. Just then Mel popped into his head. He was here laid up with a girl he was really truly falling for when there was a girl across town who was claiming to be almost eight months pregnant with his second child. Then Kennedy and Nani popped into his head. He was trying to run away from one problem when there were so many other things he had already piled on his plate. His mood changed fast. He collapsed down next to her with a sigh.

“Ty.. what’s wrong?”

“We can’t leave…”

“What? Why?”

“Bae.. I have to be really honest with you right now… and i’m warning you.. you really ain’t gone like what I gotta say..”

“Ty.. i’ve been threw hell. I’m sure the honest truth won’t break me.”

He sat up and she did the same, sitting indian style.

“Bae.. before you came into my life I wasn’t so smart with shit I did.. My ex Kennedy.. fuck.. that’s a whole ‘nother story itself but I got her pregnant and shit.. and we fought was to much.. I got pissed and went and cheated on her after our baby was born. Came home with hickies and we ended shit that day.. well she the one that was in the hospital… but the one bitch I cheated on her with texted me a few ago and said she like eight months pregnant and shit.. that’s how I dropped my phone.. I mean .. shit running away is all I wanna do.. but if that baby mine.. I gotta man up…”

“…That it?” He gave her a confused . He scratched the side of his head scrunching his eyebrows together.

“The fuck? What you mean that it? That’s a shit ton of baggage bae!”

“I know.. but it’s not like you cheated… well. I mean we really aren’t even together. How can I get mad at all that shit when it’s ya past. Boo.. I have a fucked up past.. who am I to judge.. But what I do know it I love you. Your past isn’t and never will scare me away. But break my heart and I’ll be gone before you realize that you even did. Just promise me you’ll love me and give me your all?” 

He held out his pinky finger.

“Pinky promise bae” She smiled latching her pinky around his. “As long as you promise to do the same?”

“Pinky promise, boo boo” He leaned in and kissed her. ” I love you Ty.”

“I love you too bae.. i’m tired as fuck doe. Lets crash.”

“Ty..”

“Yeah?” he asked getting comfortable under the sheets.

“This the first time we stayin the night with each other.”

“The first night for many, many more to come bae.. now come lay down with me.” She smiled and did as he said getting comfortable next to him. He pulled her in close holding her until they both dozed off to a deep sleep.

“Lazy mothafuckers! Wake the fuck up!” Chris yelled into the bedroom, Cam standing just behind him laughing. Ty pried open his eyes and saw it was six at night the next day. 

“Oh shit. It’s really after six fa real?”

“Na dog. Fa play”

“Shut up Chris.. Nigga roll wit me?”

“Where nigga?”

“Mel’s.”

“Nigga you tryin to kick wit ya old bitch when you laid up?” He asked pointing to Charlee. Charlee sat up laughing.

“Chris it’s okay. I know. Bitch say she pregnant wit my mans baby and shit!”

“Damn ratchet aight!” Chris said laughin. “Less roll doe .”

Ty went to get out of bed but tossed the covers back over him.

“Aye uh. Gimme a minute doe.” Chris nodded and left closing the door. Ty just sat there.

“Uh.. babe?”

“Huh?”

“What you doin?”

“Chillen.. you?” 

“Babe quit stallin” She said threw laughs. “Get up silly!”

“But I already am..”

“What?” He grabbed her hand and put it on his member. “Oooh.. that’s why you couldn’t stand up?” she said with a giggle. He nodded his head .

“So.. you still wanna fuck?” he asked rolling over on top of her.

“Ain’t gone happen boy” she said laughin and  scootin form underneath him. She got up of the bed and walked out of the room. He huffed getting up from his bed and running to the shower. When he got out everyone was downstairs. He pulled on some sweats and a tee. 

“You ready nigga?” Chris nodded his head and got up dapping Cam and hugging Charlee. 

“Later sis. Peace nigga”

Ty kissed Charlee and dapped Cam.

“Later babe.. text me if you need anything. Love you.” 

“Mka.. love you too.” When they were out the door and down the street Cam stood up.

“Cammy where you goin?”

“I gotta go take care of some shit. Be back tonight.”

“Uhm okay.. can I come?”

“Na..”

She sucked her teeth and crossed her arms. 

“Why the fuck not!”

“Cause I got shits to do. You’ll be aight. Just stay here.”

“Whatever doe.”

He hugged her and left. 

She went into the kitchen and pulled a bag of chips from the cupboard. Walking back down the hallway to the living room she saw a case full of dvds. She scanned them over before finding her favorite movie Big Daddy. She smiled grabbing it off the shelf. She trotted into the living room with the dvd and bag of chips. Putting in the dvd in she ran upstairs grabbing sweats a big tshirt of Ty’s and a blanket off his bed. She cuddled up on the couch eating chips and enjoying the move, laughing at all her favorite parts.  Towards the end of the movie she started drifting back to sleep. 

Ty waited a long time in front of Mel’s house for her to get home from work. When she pulled up Ty wasted no time hopping out of Chris’ car.

“Oh.. hey Ty?”

“Yo we needa talk”

“Oh.. okay. Well come in.”

“Look Mel..” he started off sitting down on her couch. “I see you all pregnant and shit.. but just cause you sendin me pics and shit don’t mean he mine. I mean no doubt I believe you.. I’m just tryin to say I got my own shit goin but i’ll help all I can.”

she was nodding her head at what she was saying as she texted on her phone.

“Yo you hearin me ?”

“Yes Ty.” her phone started ringin. “I’ll be right back.”

 He heard her answer in the other room then she got really quiet. He tiptoed towards the room she was in listening to what she was saying the she closed the door and put the phone on speaker as she pulled out her make up bag.

“What Dom?!” 

“The fuck you mean he over there askin questions!”

“Chill babe! He thinks it’s his. Nobody has any clue it’s yours. He said he’ll help out which means money. You’re freaking out about nothing. Don’t worry. You’ll get your money babe.”

“I better. I’m fuckin serious. The second he starts thinkin that shit aint his you better tell me!”

“Okay , Dom. I gotta go.. how much this time?”

“Six g’s baby . Meet me tonight with the money.”

“Okay” 

By this point Ty had heard enough.  He walked out and hopped in the car.

“What happened?”

“Fuck. Nigga that shit ain’t mine! I heard her in the other room talkin with some nigga bout how they trying to get money from me and shit! Fuck that. Nigga lets roll.”

Chris dropped Ty off and he walked into a dark house only being lit by the tv. He saw Charlee couped up o the couch asleep.

“Bae. Bae wake up! ” he shook her awake.

“Hey baby! How’d it go?” she asked sitting up.

“Stupid as shit! Bae that shit ain’t mine. I heard her in the other room talkin with some nigga bout how they trying to get money from me and shit! Trying to trick me to believe it’s mine!”

Charlee became enraged she flew to her feet.

“The fuck? Fuck that where she live?!”

“Chill ratchet” she said laughin and pulling her into his lap.”she’s eight months pregnant. Your ass’ll go to jail!”

“Well bitch better be ready when that baby pops out.. that’s for damn sure.”

He laughed so hard his eyes started to water.

“You like my lil rough rider bae.” he kissed her lightly. “I love you bae.”

“I love you too babe.” 

Ty couldn’t help but think he could live the rest of his life by her side. And right now, LA was sounding better and better by the second..

Chapter eleven: Shit’s about to hit the fan

         ”Oh fareal? .. well, text me the address.”

She hung up and texted him the address and he was there in minutes. She thought to  herself on the way to the car ‘why don’t I feel bad for this?’ She shrugged off the thought and hopped in his car. She gave him a quick hug before fastening her seatbelt.

“So, now what now?” he asked flashing her a smile.

“You tell me” she said in sort of a seductive tone.

“Well..it may have been almost a year but damn.. you lookin’ better than ever ma

and that outfit su-“

She cut him off before he could go on.

“Well I guess we go back to your place?”

“You tryin’ to smash or what ?”

She smiled and leaned in and kissed him roughly. He pulled away and made a u-turn.

“I’ll take that as a yes”

When they got to his place he sat her on the couch and sneaked away to the kitchen. Moments later he came back with two screwdrivers knowing they were her favorite.

“Oooh! my favorite!” she squealed as she took a big drink. he sat down next to her and downed his drink . Seeing what he did, she did the same. She sat her glass down on the table and licked her lips as she went in for a kiss. He dodged the kiss and made his way for the stairs knowing she would follow. As she sat down at the edge of his bed she felt the strong alcohol sink in.

“Markus…”

“Yeaah Sonn?”

“Isn’t it crazy how not long ago you took my virginity?”

“Fashow.” He laughed before he continued on. ” Aye, that your earring on the floor?”

She felt on her ear realizing it was. She got up and bent down to get it he watched as she bent over and he couldn’t resist putting his hands all over her. Before she could even grasp the little diamond stud in her hand he had stood her up straight and backed her into the wall. He gripped her waist and pulled her close to him. He kissed her roughly before throwing her on the bed. 

As he was thrusting deep inside her making her eyes roll back, his bedroom door flew open and there stood a short, light skinned girl with long jet black wavy hair . She had ‘bitch’ written all over her face complimented by her deep dimples. 

“Markus!”

He looked up at her with wide eyes and he began to stutter .

“Uh.. Monica.. uh.. uh..uh”

“Get ya dirty self out my house Markus and take ya stank bitch widd’chu!”

He sat up adjusting himself with the blankets .

“Shawty let’s be clear, this my house! Just because  I bought it for ya ratchet ass don’t mean it’s yours!”

“Mommy! Mommy!” In ran a little girl about two years old.  Monica picked her up and shifted her to her hip.

By this time, Sonny was completely dressed and trying to leave the room until Monica put her hand up and stopped her. She put her little girl down and demanded her to go play.

“Uh. ‘scuse ya hand. I’m trying to leave”

“Na bitch , you ain’t going nowhere. I ain’t finished with you!”

“Sweety , please. You ain’t worth my time. Act ratchet wid’cha self on someone who cares.” She tried to pass her only to be shoved a little.

“Mka. Monica is it? I’ma only  tell you one time and one time only do. not. fucking. put. your. hands. on. me!” She huffed out pausing after every word. She shoved her again and  Sonny snapped. She threw punch after punch until they were on the floor. Monica had her hands covering her face and she had blood everywhere. Markus was now dressed and pulled Sonny off of her.

“Go to my car. I’ll be down to take you home in a minute.”

Meanwhile back on the tour bus Ty was blowing Sonny’s phone up like crazy.

“Ty , don’t trip man she proly sleeping her life away like always”

He gave a little chuckle .

“Yeah.. Chris this just ain’t like her doe. Earlier , she hung up on me. She ain’t even say she love me.. yo.. can I be honest widd’cha nigga?”

“What’s good?”

“Yo.. I ain’t even tryin to fuck wit her no more..” 

“What?”

“Nigga i’m trying to move on..”

When the month was just about over , Ty called up Sonny.

“Oh, hey Ty…”

“Sonny can we talk..”

“Yeah. I been trying to talk to you about something.”

“Aiight.. well you go first..”

“Ty.. I been seeing other people..and I wanna break up..”

“Me too..”

“I know I’m sorry I di…. Wait.. did you just say ‘me too’?”

“Yeah..”

“Well.. I guess that was a lot easier that I thought…”

“No doubt.. Sonny..”

“Yeah? Aye, you ever need anything, anything you know where to find a nigga.”

“Thanks Ty.”

When Ty got home from his tour his house was empty and. It was weird not having here there. But he was okay with it. He walked around noticing how clean she had left things. As he made his way into the kitchen to give in to his aching , growling stomach his eyes made there way to the patio. Chris’ blood was still stained into the concrete. His thoughts were broke when Chris entered the kitchen.

“Aye”

“Sup nigga.”

“Ain’t shit.. starving nigga”

“Where Sonny at?”

“Oh damn.. I ain’t tell you.. we broke up.”

“Word? You good?”

Yeah , I’m coo”

“Aye..Mike can I tell you some shit?”

“Nigga.. there you go again with the Mike shit.. You know that shit fucks me all the way up..”

“Them niggas that jumped me..”

“Fuck about them niggas?”

“They were Sonny’s ex’s niggas. His name was Markus or  some shit..him and his crew..  They the same niggas who shot you…”

“The fuck?! Why ain’t you tell me Chris!”

He shrugged lowering his head.

“Did she know?”

He shrugged again and went and plopped down on the couch.

Ty ran out the front door slamming it behind him. Within seconds he was in front of Sonny’s house at the front door banging as hard as he could. To his surprise , it wasn’t Sonny who answered the door , it was Aubrey half dressed.

“Nigga fuck you doin here?”

“Uh..”

“Yo.. you fareal smashin Sonny?”

“The fuck it matter for? Last time I checked ya’ll two was NOT together.”

“So you gone fuck ya homies ex?” Ty clenched his fists and stood in Aubrey’s face.

“Out my face nigga”

“Or what Aub ? Nigga you my boy but if it comes down to it i’ll throw out blows.”

“Well what’s up then nigga!”

Before Ty could say anything else Sonny came to the door in just a big t shirt.

“Aub..Ty? What’s going on here?! Stop this now!”

Ty shot angry eyes at her before approaching her.

“Don’t fuckin come at me and ask me whats wrong when you the slut fuckin my homie!” She sat there appalled as tears welled up in her eyes.

Aubrey got in his face again.

“Watch your fuckin mouth Ty !”

“Or what nigga you ain’t shit!” Sonny ran between them and separated them.

“Stop! Both of you! Ty we agreed we were done..and Aubrey, we ain’t even together! Shut the bullshit all the way up!”

Ty started to walk away and turned around 

“Man fuck both you !” He continued to walk away but stopped again remembering the reason he had went there in the first place.

“Oh Sonny,  next time your ex Markus and his niggas wanna come shoot me or jump Chris tell them to come at me face to face.” With that he was done. He jumped in his car and sped off. Sonny was in awe she was hurt. She couldn’t believe this whole time Markus was the one hurting them. Ty raced back to his house in a furious rage running three stop signs and going over the speed limit. He walked in his house and slammed the door hard behind him. He walked in his living room to see Chris and Wayne looking confused. 

“Yo she fuckin Aubrey.”

Wayne and Chris looked at each other in astonishment.

“So ya’ll niggas didn’t know?”

“Na” they answered simultaneously .

“Fuck it let’s go out tonight!” yelled Chris

“Na.” Chimed Ty.

“Nigga fuck you mean ‘naaa’?” Asked Chris suspiciously. 

Ty really wasn’t up for going out but he knew he wasn’t about to get out of it. Chris and Wayne left their separate ways to get ready.

All Ty knew was that he was not ready for the night he was about to have..

                       Chapter four: Every last king needs his queen .. 

  “Sonny . No ! Wait ! Please !…Sonnnnyy !”

“What Ty?”

“I will not loose you ! Be mine? Please ! I can’t loose you !”

“I don’t know Ty… You’re just saying all this to say it”

“I’m not ! Please Sonny. Be my girl !”

She lowered her head and let it hang low. He brought her in for a tight , tight hug. It took her a minute before she hugged back and shook her head yes as it was buried into the crook of his neck. He backed out of the hug and lifter her face up by her chin and planted several light kisses to her lips.

Sonny spent the next two hours helping Ty pack. When they finally finished , Ty dropped her off at home. They said their long goodbye as Sonny went to her room for more sleep with a smile plastered to her face.

From Sonny’s house , Ty drove to the other side of town to Chris’ house. As he pulled up , Ty pulled out his phone and sent Chris a text
“at ur place. hry out”

he waited a few minutes before he finally got a reply, and a short one at that.

“k”

He watched the front door impatiently for Chris. When the front door finally opened, he saw a girl dressed in Chris’ clothes walk out along side him. They kissed goodbye as Chris made his way to the car and the girl to hers. Ty shook his head at Chris as he shut the door.

“Horny fucks”

“Na. she like a cuddy buddy”

“Horny.ass.niggas” Ty said laughing as he paused after every word.

“Shut up and drive. We late”

It took about two and a half hours to reach Wayne’s apartment. As soon as they arrived they all packed up the tour bus and got on the road. The later it got , the more Wayne noticed how much Ty wasn’t himself. He wanted Ty to have fun with the rest of them but he knew there was something standing in the way of it. He wanted , and needed Ty in the right head space within a hour so he could have his shit set straight on stage.

“Ty the fucks goin on with you my nigga?”

“Naaa. I’m good though. Just got some shit goin on back at home”

“… Well , tonight’s a big show nigga..I need to make sure you good to get on that stage tonight”

“Shit , I’m good though”

“I know what you need my nigga ..”

” What?”

“Maaan . You needa nice ass blunt !”

“Na , I’ll pass on that one”

“Nigga”

“Alright. One , maybe two hits !”

Two hits turned into three bowls and eventually shot after shot of Patron. As they pulled into the arena Ty stumbled out the bus. He was swerving as he walked and was really top heavy.

“Ty. Nigga . You good”

“Yeah. Let’s do this “

After performing a three and a half hour show , they made their way back to the bus. Ty was relieved to finally get some sleep. Little did he know,  Wayne had a different plan. He had girls already back at the bus waiting before the show was even over. As they sat and drank a bottle the girls started to get real touchy feely. Ty , for the most part was ignoring Shanelle who was the girl that was brought back for Ty. 

Ty wanted to just get drunk and pass out so he chugged a bottle of whatever he could find. By the end of the bottle Ty was drunk all over again and he was starting to act sloppy. Shanelle saw her shot and aimed as she pulled his face in for a kiss that he wasn’t drunk enough for yet.

“Woah. the fuck you doin’ Cut all that shit”

“Shh. It’s okay.” 

She got up and pulled his arm and yanked him up. As soon as his body went verticle , the liquor hit him , and hard making him fully drunk. She drug him to the room and threw him on the bed . She shut and locked the door .

“I heard you’re even better when you’re drunk” She whispered as she crawled on top of him… 

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