*Tyga POV*
"Fuck it then Michael! We're done!"
"Alright then Malaysia." I said nonchalantly. "Don't call me, text me, don't come over, and don't try to hit up none of my niggas looking for me either." I blew smoke from my blunt in her face and sat on the arm of the couch.
"I'm not bitch nigga! And just to let you know, you are NOT going to be in our son's life." She walked past me into our bedroom. The fuck she just say? Son?
"Laysia, come here!" I quickly put the blunt on the table and ran after her. "What the fuck you mean by son?"
"You heard what I said Tyga." She was packing all her shit into a suitcase.
I chuckled. "So I'm Tyga now?" Laysia just walked past me and to my closet. "You not talking to me, but yet you taking my clothes?"
"If I see something I want, I'm gone take it." She grabbed a pair of my Last Kings sweatpants.
"Aw hell naw. You can take pair but those. These my babies." I snatched my pants out of her hands and hugged them, causing her to laugh.
"Please can I have them?" She pouted.
"Nah Lay. Go get another pair."
"But I want thoseeee." She whined.
"No."
"Please?"
"Here you lucky I love you." I threw them at her. She smiled but her smile quickly dropped within a matter a seconds. "What's wrong?" I asked.
"If you love me why is this happening? We never used to argue like this. I miss the old us." She put the pants in her suitcase and walked over to me. I patted my lap for her sit but she shook her head no.
"Please Lay?" She just stood there so I grabbed her by her waist and pulled her on my lap. She tried to get up but I gave her that look and she sat her ass back down.
"Where did we go wrong Tyga?"
"Stop calling me that. You know only these hoes call me Tyga, baby. But I guess we just too much alike. We don't take shit from nobody." I chuckled. "But I'm sorry Malaysia forreal. I know you didn't kiss ole dude. I was just letting my anger get the best of me."
"Babe. I wouldn't cheat on you, I promise. Even if August Alsina fine ass wanted to talk to me I wouldn't, because I have you." I raised my eyebrow at her and she smiled and kissed my cheek. There was a short silence before she spoke again. "I won't have this baby if you don't want me to."
"What the hell is wrong with you girl? You know I want you to have my baby! Don't ever talk like that again." I semi yelled.
"Alright damn." She laughed a little bit and laid her head on my chest.
"We got a little Michael Stevenson baking in the oven. But make sure you turn down the stove a little bit, I don't want him all black like you. I needs me a yellow nigga."
"Fuck you Michael." She hit me in my chest and smiled.
"Chief Keef." I mumbled under my breath.
"Vanilla Wafer looking ass bitch." She said. I busted out laughing. We stay coming at each other color. She not even all that black though, she was a beautiful mocha color.
"That was a good one, but take yo shit out that suitcase you ain't going nowhere. And you can put my pants back in the closet where they belong." She got off of my lap and stood in front of me.
"You still love me?"
"Of course I still love you."
"Tell me it then."
"I love you Malaysia Nelle Stevenson."
"I love you too Michael Ray Nguyen Stevenson." She smiled and leaned down to give me a kiss. I kissed her with so much passion. It wasn't the best kiss I ever gave her but it had to be in the Top 5. She eventually pulled back and smiled at me.
"I'm about to go handle some business real quick. I'll be back." I told her.
"Where you going? You always leaving me!" She started yelling. "Michael you know everytime-"
"Malaysia if you don't shut the hell up. I'm about to go sit by the pool. I need to call my guy real quick."
"Oh." She quietly said.
"Yeah oh. Shut ya ass up sometimes. Now gimme a kiss." She walked towards me and gave me quick peck. "Really Lay?" I smirked.
Malaysia wrapped her arms around my neck and her lips met with mines. We were kissing until I pulled back. "Damn girl. Look at T-Raww." She looked down at my now erect member and a big kool-aid smile appeared on her face.
"I'm sorry papi. I'll make it up to you later." She turned around and started walking towards the bathroom, switching extra hard.
"Lil mama got ass for DAYS!" I yelled. She smacked her butt while going into the bathroom. Shaking my head, I went out to the backyard.
I don't come out as much as I should. It's because I'm at the studio or out in these streets.
My backyard was the shit though, no lie. It was huge with some perfect ass grass. I don't play about my grass, got it all trimmed up and everything.
But to make my backyard even better I had a big ass pool with a water slide and a lazy river in it. Aw yeah, me and Laysia about to come in here later tonight. Sex in the pool? I think so.
I sat down at the edge of the pool to put my feet in the water. I wiggled my toes in the water and waited for Trell to answer the phone.
"Wassup nigga?"
"Shit chilling. Man you need to come up here. We got the niggas who stole our shit a while back."
I instantly got mad. "I will tomorrow, I'm cooling it with Malaysia tonight. But who the fuck did it?"
"Tim and Erick."
"Aw hell naw! Once I see them it's over. I want yall to put them niggas in the Boiler Room. Torture them niggas! And go get two rats from the back room and put them in the room with em."
Yeah I got pet rats at the trap. Them my little niggas. They vicious as hell so imma let my babies bite these suckas up.
"Alright bro. Anything else?" He asked. Trell wasn't just my worker. He was my best friend, as well as Chris and Mijo. Them the only niggas I can trust.
"Naw. But after you do that, go home with ya crazy ass baby mama. You need a break."
Trell laughed a little. "Hell yeah, she is crazy as fuck. Bro did I tell you that the other day when we was at the trap, some nigga came up to her and-"
"MICHAELLLLLL!!" I heard Laysia screaming from inside the house. I quickly turned around and looked towards the house. The living room window was filled with fire. "MICHAELLLLLL!!" She screamed again. This wasn't no regular ass scream either this shit was...indescribable.
I dropped my phone making it fall into the water and ran towards the house.
I could care less about a phone right now.
I tried opening up the back door but the knob was too hot to touch. Shit. I picked up a big ass rock that was near me and threw it at the window making it break.
I heard Laysia in there crying and coughing. "Bae hold on I'm coming!" I grabbed a chair and put it under the window so I could climb through it.
Finally, I climbed in the window and saw fire everywhere.
"LAYSIA!" I put my shirt over my nose so I could breathe without inhaling all that smoke.
"LAYSIA! WHERE YOU AT?" I ran down the hall into the bathroom and Laysia wasn't in there. Where the fuck she at? Tryna get a nigga killed in this fire. I heard faint coughing coming from the living room.
I ran in there so quick you would've thought I did track. Looking around, I saw Laysia sitting by the front door. I tried running to her but the next thing I knew flames shot up to the top of ceiling and spread throughout the entire living room. I ran the opposite direction and went to the kitchen knocking shit over.
This vase my mama gave me a couple years back broke but I could care less about it right now. I gotta get myself and Laysia out of here.
My plan was to hop over the counter, grab Malaysia, then go out the front door.
"Baby I'm coming! Hold on!" I couldn't see shit. It was flames and black smoke everywhere. I started coughing uncontrollably. Just as I was about to jump off the counter I got pulled back by someone. I turned around smiling but my smile quickly dropped when I noticed it wasn't Laysia. It was some firefighters.
"Put me down G! My girl in there!" I yelled as they pulled me out of the house. I was trying to run back to the living room but they had a good grip on me.
"Sir if you go back in there you will die."
" I don't give a fuck! My girl in there!" A paramedic came by me and placed an oxygen mask over my mouth.
"Breathe son. They're going to get her out. Don't worry." I looked at him but didn't say a thing. I just hope my baby okay.
Minutes later the firefighters came out of my house empty handed. I snatched that damn mask right off my face.
"Where the fuck my girl at?!" Tears started running down my face. I can't lose Laysia. She was the only girl I had in my family. Call me a bitch nigga for crying but I can't lose her.
"Sir we didn't find anyone in there, but we did find some ashes." My eyes popped out of my head. "We're not sure if they are human remains. We have to take them to the lab to see what this is." And with that he walked off.
I turned around and saw them watering down my house with the big fire hose. I just bent down and started crying. I haven't cried like this since my granny died.
"Um excuse me sir." I looked up and a saw a beautiful lady standing over me. I wiped my tears and stood up.
"Yeah?"
"We have found the source of this fire."
"Okay what is it?" I said uninterested. I just need to find Laysia. Could care less about the source of this fire.
"Does this look familiar?" She held up the blunt I was smoking earlier, when me and Malaysia was arguing, in a clear plastic baggy. I slowly nodded my head yes. "It seems like someone forgot to put this out when they set it on the table and that wasn't very smart of them because that was a wood table which caused this fire." I started to tear up again.
"Iight." I managed to get out. She walked away and I cried even harder than before.
That was my blunt.
I put it on the table.
I forgot to put it out.
I left it there.
I did it.
I killed Malaysia. And our son.
I killed the loves of my life.
Me.
I killed Malaysia.
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