Flame has always been able to get what he wants in life once he made a name for himself in the streets until one day meeting the lovely Nicole who knows the game and he seems so intrigued by her independence and beauty. Along with friends they have...
Only me and the gang park back here. I guess you can say its VIP parking.
My phone rung so I looked at it and sighed once I saw who it was.
I really didn't feel like dealing with her tonight.
"What you want Camille?" I asked
I really don't know why the fuck she still contacting me.
Better yet I don't know why I ain't blocked her ass yet.
"Why you talking to me like that?" She asked with an attitude.
"Because I don't associate with yo sneaky ass no mo. Which brings me to my next question. Why you calling me?"
"Baby, I want you back. Look I know I was messing with Lamar but you know I don't want him. He can't do half the things you do for me." She said.
I chuckled
This bitch really think I'm stupid.
"Camille I don't give a fuck about shit you got to say right now. Matter of fact lose my number and don't come by the trap with yo bullshit." I told her getting put the car.
"Latrell please! Look Lamar is going to kill me if I don't give him the money I owe him. I promise I'll give it back, every dime of it." She begged.
"Camille what the fuck are you talking about. I ain't about to give you shit so you can forget it. You wanted to fuck that nigga and now see what you done got yo dumbass into." I said leaning on my hood.
"Latrell I'm sorry..ok! I just need $15,000 to give him and then I can go do what I have to do to pay you back."
I shook my head as if she could see me.
"Stop calling me by my government name Camille. You really think ima give that nigga some money because YOU owe him." Not that it was a lot because it wasn't and I most definitely had it but I'm not about to give it to him.
I heard sniffles "So your just gonna let him kill me?!" She shouted but you could tell she was crying.
"You got yourself into this, you smart enough to get out of it." I told her and hung up the phone.
I seen the gang pull up and parked their cars.
I hope one of em got a blunt on em because this bitch done stress me out.
I dragged my hand down my face.
"What's up Flame" Taker said walking up to me as did the rest.
"Wassup" I gave a head nod.
"Wassup with you?" He asked
I looked at him and realized what he had on.
I laughed and I covered my mouth with my fist.
"You seriously wearing that shit?" I asked him.
"Don't hate on my shit. I'm the fliest motherfuckin deadpool ever." He said posing by his car.
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