Still Can't Knock The Hustle [Finished]

Prince was still sitting in the bed.

Diva came in to give him his medicine. He looked at her as he took it. He swallowed the pills. It's now or never.

"Ma." Prince said.

Diva looked at him.

"What?" She asked.

"I'm hustling." He said.

"Why?" She asked confused.

"Because I can." He said.

"Is that probably the reason you were robbed today?" She asked.

"Yes." He said nodding.

Diva nodded and left the room. Prince's heart rate went up. He didn't know what was going to happen but he knew it wasn't going to be good.

She came back in with a blunt lit in her hands.

"Get up!" She yelled as she walked back out.

Prince got up as best as he could and was basically standing by his bed leaning on his good leg. Diva brought Ty and Izzy in there as she sat down. She inhaled the blunt and looked at her younger sons.

"Kick his ass." She said and then turned to Prince. "And don't you dare fight back."

Ty and Izzy beat up Prince as Diva watched for a good fifteen minutes.

"Alright, that's enough." She said as they stopped.

She got up and squatted down to look at Prince's face. She blew smoke in his face.

"You alive?" Diva asked.

Prince moaned and she nodded. She got up and told her youngest to go back to sleep. Diva went back to her room and started thinking.

She was trying to be nice and live a semi-normal life or as normal as she could with their lifestyle. She turned off her rough exterior and tried to be as nice as she could but the cold hearted bitch was coming back.

She saw her door open.

"Mommy, I'm hungry." She heard.

She looked and it was Jazzy.

"Jazzy, your on punishment. You don't tell me when your hungry, I tell you when to eat." She said. "And you already ate. It's late go back to your room."

"But-"

"What did I just say?!" She yelled.

Jazzy closed the door and went walking back to his room. He cried. He was walking when Haze walked out. She saw her little brother crying.

*Pss*

She got her little brothers attention and he came over to her and into her room. They sat on the bed and she wiped his face.

"Why you crying?" She asked.

"I'm hungry and mommy yelled at me." He said.

"Mommy yell at all of us." Haze said. "You can't be crying though. She see you crying and you gonna get yelled at more."

"Why you don't cry?" He asked.

"Well, one I'm a girl so mommy don't care if I cry but I don't because crying is for punks. You a punk?" Haze asked.

"No." He said.

"Alright then, no more crying." Haze said.

"Both of y'all gonna be crying if mommy come in here so please shut up." Baby girl said.