His head jerked from side to side and blood was splattering everywhere. Tyler was trying to get me to stop but Nico grabbed her up and was carrying her to the car.

"Get the fuck off of me nigga." She yelled and screamed. But Nico threw her ass right in the backseat. The child locks were on.

"I should push your fuckin wig back, but it's not worth it over a bitch that don't give a fuck." Ricky was spitting up blood, his shit was leaking.

"CASH LETS GO MAN, WE GOTTA GET UP OUT OF HERE." Nico yelled from the car.

I stomped Ricky in the face one last time and ran back to Nico car. We sped off.

"Ayee, I'm taking you to your moms it's over." I said with no emotion.

Tyler started to cry historically.

"Baby, I'm sorry please forgive me." She tried to pull on my jacket. I jerked away from her.

"Fuck you and your sorry. You wasn't sorry when ya hoe ass was fuckin other niggas." She really had me fucked up.

"Can I at least get my stuff from the house first." I looked at Nico and we both started to laugh. She just don't get it.

"All that shit I bought with my money. The clothes, jewelry, shoes, oh and that Benz is mine too. Ya ass ain't getting shit.

We were at her moms house quicker than I expected.

"Get the fuck out." I yelled

Tyler did so and stuck up her middle finger before we pulled off.

"Aye my man, you straight over there." Nico asked while glancing over at me.

"I'm good Nico, fuck that bitch." I was being honest.

Flashback Over

I don't know why she texting me. I kicked her ass out my crib and I don't plan on dealing with her anymore.

Text message conversation

Tyler: Mekhi can we talk please?

Me: no wtf we gotta discuss. GTFOH

Tyler: I miss you and we need to talk baby.

Me: we don't have shit to talk about stop texting my phone.

How the fuck she get my number anyway. I looked up and Payton was standing by the door.

"Who you texting." She questioned while walking towards me.

"Nobody." I simply said. She looked at me for a few but then she dropped it.

"Can we talk." She asked while sitting her ass on my desk. Damn she was looking good. She had on a pair of laced panties and a white t-shirt.

"I'm up here Mekhi." She said.

"Hey you just can't be rolling up in here with just panties on, plopping that ass on my desk and expecting me not to look." I joked with her.

"You so stupid.." She laughed. She hadn't smiled at all after the situation that happened yesterday, I was happy she was now.

"Let's talk then, c'mon." I patted my lap so she could sit in it and she did so.

"First, I wanna apologize for running off and gettin upset like that. I started to think about my mom and shit, I didn't wanna be around that stuff. I know where your money come from and it's not like I'm blind to the fact, I respect you for being real with me but I just didn't like how you went about things." I caressed one of her thigh to comfort her.

"Payton, I'm sorry if I made you feel some type of way. The last thing I wanna do is hurt you. I wasn't really thinking at the time, the situation with your mom honestly slipped my mind. Can you trust me again?" I looked at her waiting for her response.

"Yes, I trust you again." She said while giving me a kiss, I returned the kiss and gently kissed and nibbled on her lips while squeezing her fat ass.

"Wait, what happened in the ally?" Payton looked at me as if she was hurt and she didn't answer me.

"C'mon Payton, tell me what's goin on." I held her tightly in my arms.

"My mother.. She was in the ally sucking some guys dick, she looked crazy." She started to cry on my shoulders.

"Did she talk to you?" She held her head back up to talk.

"Yeah, she was trying to talk to me but I ran off, all I want is for her to get off the streets and check herself into rehab, that's all." She cried some more.

"Payton, you know I hate to see you cry. Baby stop all that crying and look at me." I held her chin up.

"What am I goin to do." She questioned. The hurt in her eyes was killin me.

"Look, I'll handle it okay. I'll see wassup and hopefully convince her ass to get some help. Don't stress it baby girl." She nodded her head in agreement.

"What you wanna do today, you gotta get out this house." I suggested.

"I have to go get a graduation outfit." She spoke softly.

"Ight, so just go get ready and I'll take you." She stood up and kissed me on the lips and walked out to get ready.

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