For The Love Of The Money

34. So We Thought

We we're really looking at Petey stand in front of us. "Man it was some nigga after me my nigga I had to fake it." "No it can't be I saw you laying in the casket and when you died at the fucking hospital." "It wasn't me. It was my twin brother." "Nigga how many years I been knowing you?" "When moms and pops split pops took him with him. Moms took every picture, basically anything that would remind her of pops and my brother was thrown out. I was the only thing that reminded her of my brother."

"Damn Petey. I just knew you were gone." "I'm back now but I needed to know them niggas were gone."  "We could've handled that shit! Why the hell you put all of us through that shit?!?" "I'm sorry bruh. I had to do it." "Trina knew about this shit?" "Yeah but I told her what she had to do."

I'll be damned! What the fuck type of shit is this?!? That bitch is one hell of a fucking actor. She deserves a damn Grammy! "What's up Angel?" Petey says looking down at me. "Petey I can't believe you. You could've filled our asses in on the shit." "I'm sorry Angel... Now that I know they're died I knew I could come back. We can pick up right where we left off King." King sighs but then smiles, "Welcome back my nigga. We're about to shut some shit down."

I roll my eyes. "Who's this pretty girl?" Petey asks. "Meet your God Daughter, Kayla Marie Randall." King says. I'm so surprised King is just welcoming Petey back with open arms. Let Maya do some shit like that to me. It's over with. Kayla looks up and smiles at her father. "Hey Kayla." Petey says. She looks at him and smiles. "Hi." She says in her squeaky voice.

I guess our little trip down memory lane is over.  It made me think about the old good times we had. King has been my baby from the beginning. Damn that's going to make leaving even harder. "Aye Bruh yo son be eyeing my daughter I ain't having that." King says. They both start laughing. "That would be crazy." So if Petey was never dead then why the hell was Trina eyeing Jr ass? When the hell did Petey get a twin brother? His funeral was a closed casket. This shit is mind fucking blowing.

"Aye baby you wanna cook some some for us?" "King what I tell you about that baby word?" "Uh oh what you done did now?" "Man you done missed a lot of shit! I set this nice ass shit up and proposed... She say she leaving me." "I am King." I answer butting in there conversation. "Angel you gone leave King?" "Yes I am. He isn't focused on me or his family. All King cares about is some damn money." "Come on be fair now he loves you." "It's more to it but I wouldn't expect you to understand Petey."

I go upstairs bringing Kayla with me. "Suga mama." "Mama." I smile at the way she says it. I can't believe she's almost two. "Let's find us a house. You feeling Texas?" We sit on the bed and I grab my laptop. I find a good realtor company. "Hi thank you for calling Wright House. I'm Tiffany Wright. How can I help you today?" "Hi Tiffany I'm Angel Jones. I may possibly be moving that way and I want to know what houses are available..."  We go over the details and everything. By the end of the call I have three potential houses. She's going to show me the properties virtually until I schedule a visit.

God this feels so real. It makes me question a few things like am I really going to leave the only life I have known for my entire life... No King... No Maya... No mama... Just leave everything and everyone behind... I glance down at Kayla. I want to give her so much and make sure she's not wanting a thing. Can I do they on my own? If I leave would King do me the same way he did Kira? What if I'm just minding my business one day and get a call saying he's dead or some shit like that. I couldn't do it.

He talking about go ahead do what's best for me but I know this nigga like the back of my damn hand. It's something to that shit. You can't take what King says lightly. Ughh, I don't want to leave him behind but he isn't trying to leave his damn lifestyle behind either. Damn I really just wish he wouldn't of stop being so damn stubborn and money hungry and just sit his ass down. Maybe we can sit down and talk about this again.

"What's up Tee?... Say what?!?... You lying... They want me to takeover? All of it?... Shit do you know what that will do for my business. That shit is going to multiply times tens.... Yeah we were already pulling in 100Ks a day... Damn that's gone make me a richer nigga... Alright I'll call you later." King walks inside the bedroom. "What y'all doing?" He asks. "Nothing. What was that about?" "They want me to take over Zulu shit." I take it back on the move. I guess it won't be as hard as I thought, the decision has been made.