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"TRU! Come on," I yelled.

"Okay, I coming,"

Gathering our belongings, I went to my car before connecting my phone to the aux.

(A/N: They took a shower and all okay.)

"Can we go to Wendy's?" Tru asked.

Nodding in response, I made a u-turn heading to Wendy's.

*30 minutes later*

"Come on tru,".

Walking towards the apartment complex, I heard niggas hollering at me.

" BIG LYNN WADDUP"

"YOU SO FINEEE"

"BE MY GIRL"

I knocked on the apartment's door, waiting for someone to answer, but no one did.

Turning the doorknob, I went into the house, looking around with tru on my hip while the weed was in my backpack.

Suddenly I felt a gun pressed unto my temple out of reflex; I elbowed the unknown person before pulling up my blicky, aiming it at them.

"BESTIE, WHAT THE FUCK YOU DOING HERE?" K3 yelled with a crusty wig on.

"ummm, selling weed, tf? and why you got that nappy ass wig on," I said while tucking back my gun.

" Who that on the ground?" I asked.

"That's Ghost, but he don't be around a lot and this Kayla wig."

" oh, okay, but who's tay tay."

Then I saw tay running down the stairs with tears streaming down his face