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He walked over to the bed and hugged Charlie. After he hugged her, Toya came around and did the same thing, and then they both exited the room.
I went and sat down on the chair next to Charlie’s bed, and then it dawned on me that Charlie’s mother hadn’t been up there. “Where your mama at? She been through here yet?” I asked.
“No, and I don’t plan on telling her. That lady is going to let me have it and then call me every name in the book, except a child of God. I already got you on my back about the messed up decisions I made, and I damn sure don’t need her ass doing the same thing,” Charlie said and I agreed with her.
Charlie’s mama didn’t play that shit, and she would still get in Charlie’s ass and make her grown ass cry.
“What about my sister? Has she been down here? I texted her last night to let her know that you were in the hospital,” I told her.
“She called me saying that they wouldn’t let her up since visiting hours were over, but she did say that she would be over here this morning. You know Monae don’t roll her ass out of the bed until like one, though,” Charlie said.
I nodded my head in agreement about my sister’s lazy ass.
For the remainder of the day, I stayed in the hospital room with my wife and my daughter, kicking it. The nurse came in and confirmed that they would discharge Charlie early tomorrow morning. Monae came and hung with us for a little while and then she left. She claimed she had to go home and study for a test, but I knew her ass was about to go somewhere and fuck with that nigga, Quay.
Right now, it was almost ten o’clock at night and I was laid up in this little ass hospital bed with Charlie, and our daughter was knocked out on the couch with a blanket wrapped around her.
“So what happened last night?” Charlie asked.
I could tell this was something she had been dying to ask me since I walked in the room this morning, but due to the fact that our daughter was there, she laid back on questioning me.
“It’s crazy because I gave the nigga the bag with the money and he handed over China to me. Then me, Quay and Dre started busting our guns and this nigga still managed to get away. This shit been heavy on my mind because I couldn’t even recognize dude’s voice from nowhere, and when he jumped into the car, all I know is that a female was driving. But, shit, I only know that because I saw her from the side when he opened the door,” I said, still very much pissed at myself because we let this nigga get away alive.
I liked to know who my opponent was, and any nigga out here that had beef with me, I wanted that nigga to voice that shit. Now, I had to walk around here not knowing who the hell tried to rob my ass. Hell, for all I knew, it could have been any of those niggas that I have in the studio with me on an everyday basis.
“You gave the nigga a million dollars in cash?” Charlie asked me in a loud as whisper.
“Don’t be dumb, Charlie. The shit I gave him wasn’t no legit cash. This shit just might work in my favor because look at it this way. If I were to give the nigga and whoever the fuck was associated with this shit a million dollars in cash, they would have easily fuckin’ disappeared, and then this shit would be over. Clearly, if these niggas had to rob me, then that means that they don’t have money like that. So, where the hell can they go now? They don’t got the funds to disappear like they had planned.
“Miami talks, and I can obviously tell that whoever did this shit wasn’t smart. So, I know they going to end up telling the wrong person how I gave them some bogus ass money, and some way, somehow, that shit is going to end up back to me, and we go from there,” I said.
“But, you don’t think that you should just leave it alone and say fuck it? At the end of the day, we won because we got our daughter back. We didn’t get back a fake China, we got back the real thing, and that’s all that matters. The more you retaliate, the more these niggas are going to continue to fuck with us. Quan, you and I have shit to live fo
r. We got that little girl over there to raise,” Charlie said, pointing at China. I turned my head and looked at my daughter as she slept so peacefully. “And we got this one that’s in my stomach.” She placed my hands on her small stomach.
“I would go crazy if something were to happen to you, so please don’t put your family in a situation like this.”
I understood where she was coming from, but as a man, certain shit I just couldn’t let slide. Yeah, I got my daughter back in the end, but that still wasn’t enough for me. I needed every fuckin’ body that took part in this shit dead. I checked my daughter last night from head to toe for any bruises, and she didn’t have one, except for the one from when she fell last night due to that stupid ass nigga shoving her so hard. It still wasn’t enough for me to let it go.
Since I can remember, I’ve always told Charlie just about every move I made, except of course, when I would go out and cheat. But since she was so set on me leaving the situation alone, then I wouldn’t tell her about me finishing the job. I knew I was taking a big risk because I was a rapper and constantly being watched, but it was a risk that I was willing to take.
“You don’t still want a divorce, do you?” Charlie asked, resting her head on my chest.
“Nah, I guess I’m going to have to keep your ass around a little while longer,” I teased.
“Good for you because I’m sure somebody out there would enjoy this pregnant pussy,” she shot back.
“Keep fuckin with me, girl, I’m going to have that left shoulder looking like your right one,” I said.
I was dead ass serious, but she laughed like what I told her ass was a joke.
Chapter 8: Toya
It was almost midnight, and Dre and I were coming back from the James L. Knight Center after seeing Katt Williams: Conspiracy Theory. I’m not going to lie, that show was funny as hell, and I was in there dying laughing at Katt Williams’ crazy ass. The only thing that I didn’t like was the fact that the show was set to start at 8:00 p.m., but it didn’t end up starting until about 9:15. When it did start, Katt Williams wasn’t the one who performed first. He had like five comedians opening for him. They were pretty funny, but we paid our money to see Katt Williams. He didn’t bring his ass on stage until about 10:15, but I guess it was worth the wait because the man was hilarious.
Another thing that aggravated the hell out of me tonight were the looks that I got from damn near every female in the building. I mean, females could be on a damn date with their nigga, but they still made it their business to size me up and down. I wasn’t a dumb bitch though, and I knew exactly why I was getting those stares. It was because of this cocky nigga sitting next to me, driving this car. I mean, did this nigga fuck every bitch in Miami? I was trying my best not to say anything because Dre swears up and down that I be tripping for no entire reason at all, but I felt like I was always put in awkward positions where I had to trip.
We were cruising downtown Miami in Dre’s BMW. He controlled the steering wheel with his left hand while he rested his right hand on my thigh. Every chance he got, he tried to put his hands up under my skirt, but I kept slapping it away. I was annoyed with Dre, and I wanted him to know that.
