The Streets Or Me: A Louisiana Love Story by Nicole Dior Read Free Book Online Page B
Authors: Nicole Dior
well. Although I wish you didn't choose to be apart of this life, I can't stop you from being by his side, but I’ll do what it takes to protect you whether I’m near you or far away," Killa added.
She just nods in understanding, but I could tell she was worried about this entire situation which is natural for any woman. I just want her to understand that I got this thing under control, all she gotta do is be cool and be my backbone.
After an hour or two of discussing our new positions, he ended the meeting and we all left. Khy and I made it back to our compound, and the first thing she did was run to the restroom. I heard the sounds of her throwing up as I walked in the kitchen. She's been doing this for a week now, whenever I ask what's wrong she just says that she's fine.
I heard the toilet flush so I walked up to our bedroom with a glass of warm ginger ale for her to drink. She walked out of the bathroom looking pale as she held her stomach.
"Here drink this," I handed her the glass. "You sure you ok Khy? You been throwing up like this for a week now," I said.
"Legacy I’m fine ok. It's probably just a stomach bug," she replied climbing in the bed.
I sighed heavily as I slid off my clothes and climbed in beside her. I pulled her close to me as she nestled in the crook of my neck and pulled the covers around us.
"You saying that Khy, but this might be something else," I said.
"Baby I'm fine ok. If it gets worse, I'll go see my doctor," she sighed.
"Aight, I just don't want nothing serious to be wrong and you wait til you on ya death bed to get checked," I replied making her laugh.
"Lol, shut up stupid. Seriously baby, I'm fine, it's probably just a virus that'll be gone by morning," she said as traced the tattoos on my chest.
"What you thinkin' 'bout?" I asked.
I knew Khy almost better than I knew myself, so I knew when she had something on her mind and needed to talk.
"The day I met with my dad, he suggested that I go back to finish school, and I wanna know what you think about it," she said.
"Is that something you wanna do?" I asked.
"Honestly yea it is. I mean I was in my final year at LaTech for business management and by pursuing my degree, you can focus on the streets for now and I'll focus more on school. Killa also said it could be a way of helping us go legit and building something stable for our future children that'll be less dangerous than this street life," she replied.
Going into business for herself is something Khy has always talked about and I know she can do it. Hell she was on her way to being a district manager at Forever 21 before she quit for the street life. If her going back to school keeps her outta harms way in these streets, then a nigga all for that.
"Whatever you wanna do baby girl just know you got my support. I'ma make sure ya tuition paid up, books paid for, whatever you need I got you. As long as you focus on ya education and let me worry bout the streets and the money, we gon' be straight," I said.
"I can do that and you just remember to never put these streets before me then we good daddy," she smirked.
"You ain't gotta worry bout that ma 'cause if it ever comes down to it I'll leave these streets before I lose you, that's a promise to God," I replied kissing her.
Letting these streets come before my love for A'Khyia is something I can't do, I don't give a fuck how much power’s up for grabs, this girl mean more to me than all'at.
*Early The Next Morning*
Khyia
"So you mean to tell me I can't slang on Washington no more? That block is hot right now mayne with fiends, this is bullshit."
I was awakened by loud voices coming from the downstairs area of the house. I checked the time and it was 6:30 in the morning way too damned early for this shit. I rose from the bed and slipped on my silk robe then made my way downstairs to Legacy's in home office where the voices were
She just nods in understanding, but I could tell she was worried about this entire situation which is natural for any woman. I just want her to understand that I got this thing under control, all she gotta do is be cool and be my backbone.
After an hour or two of discussing our new positions, he ended the meeting and we all left. Khy and I made it back to our compound, and the first thing she did was run to the restroom. I heard the sounds of her throwing up as I walked in the kitchen. She's been doing this for a week now, whenever I ask what's wrong she just says that she's fine.
I heard the toilet flush so I walked up to our bedroom with a glass of warm ginger ale for her to drink. She walked out of the bathroom looking pale as she held her stomach.
"Here drink this," I handed her the glass. "You sure you ok Khy? You been throwing up like this for a week now," I said.
"Legacy I’m fine ok. It's probably just a stomach bug," she replied climbing in the bed.
I sighed heavily as I slid off my clothes and climbed in beside her. I pulled her close to me as she nestled in the crook of my neck and pulled the covers around us.
"You saying that Khy, but this might be something else," I said.
"Baby I'm fine ok. If it gets worse, I'll go see my doctor," she sighed.
"Aight, I just don't want nothing serious to be wrong and you wait til you on ya death bed to get checked," I replied making her laugh.
"Lol, shut up stupid. Seriously baby, I'm fine, it's probably just a virus that'll be gone by morning," she said as traced the tattoos on my chest.
"What you thinkin' 'bout?" I asked.
I knew Khy almost better than I knew myself, so I knew when she had something on her mind and needed to talk.
"The day I met with my dad, he suggested that I go back to finish school, and I wanna know what you think about it," she said.
"Is that something you wanna do?" I asked.
"Honestly yea it is. I mean I was in my final year at LaTech for business management and by pursuing my degree, you can focus on the streets for now and I'll focus more on school. Killa also said it could be a way of helping us go legit and building something stable for our future children that'll be less dangerous than this street life," she replied.
Going into business for herself is something Khy has always talked about and I know she can do it. Hell she was on her way to being a district manager at Forever 21 before she quit for the street life. If her going back to school keeps her outta harms way in these streets, then a nigga all for that.
"Whatever you wanna do baby girl just know you got my support. I'ma make sure ya tuition paid up, books paid for, whatever you need I got you. As long as you focus on ya education and let me worry bout the streets and the money, we gon' be straight," I said.
"I can do that and you just remember to never put these streets before me then we good daddy," she smirked.
"You ain't gotta worry bout that ma 'cause if it ever comes down to it I'll leave these streets before I lose you, that's a promise to God," I replied kissing her.
Letting these streets come before my love for A'Khyia is something I can't do, I don't give a fuck how much power’s up for grabs, this girl mean more to me than all'at.
*Early The Next Morning*
Khyia
"So you mean to tell me I can't slang on Washington no more? That block is hot right now mayne with fiends, this is bullshit."
I was awakened by loud voices coming from the downstairs area of the house. I checked the time and it was 6:30 in the morning way too damned early for this shit. I rose from the bed and slipped on my silk robe then made my way downstairs to Legacy's in home office where the voices were
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