Adopted By NBA YoungBoy 2: A Toxic World{An NBA YoungBoy Story}

Twenty Two

Mariah Jones🥳

I was asleep when I was awaken by my phone ringing. I felt around for it and found my phone and answered it.

"Hello?" I spoke

"Mariah?"

"Who's this?" I asked

"Uhh, I'm sorry. Did I call at a bad time?"

"Who's this?" I asked again

"This is Lloyd. I hope you don't mind, I snagged ya' number from Wayne."

"Lloyd? Who the fuck is Lloyd?" I frowned

Mind you, I'm still half sleep with my eyes closed and shit so when he said what he said next, I almost jumped out my skin.

"Young Lloyd, Lloyd the singer." He spoke

My eyes shot open so fucking fast that I thought my eyelids came off.

"Thee Lloyd?" I asked

"Yeah." He chuckled

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry. I didn't know." I spoke

"It's okay, it's okay. If I caught you at a bad time. I can call you back. Or you can call me back. It is like 7:30 here in Atlanta and I don't know where you are, but our time zones might be different." He spoke

"I'm in LA. Hold on." I said

I grabbed my personal phone and I looked at the time and it was 4:32 in the morning.

"Yeah, it's 4:32 here." I said

"I am so sorry. I didn't mean to wake you or anything. Seriously, you can call me back. Get your rest." He says

"No, it's fine. I got a flight in a few hours anyway. May I ask what you're calling for?" I spoke

"I wanted to call and talk to you on a business level... And maybe on a personal level too." He spoke

"Okay." I said

I was nervous but I was tryna keep my cool. Lloyd is so damn fine and he's an amazing artist!! Oh my God y'all.

"I'm working on an album and I was wondering if maybe you could help me out a little bit. I'm having a lil bit of trouble with this one song in particular and my boy Breezy was in here and spoke very highly of you so I grabbed ya' number from Wayne and now we here. But I'm looking for a dope writer. Ghost writer or feature writer. You think you'd be interested in working with me?" He spoke

I internally screamed before jumping up and down on the bed before speaking.

"I mean yeah, yeah. That sounds cool." I spoke

"Okay um. I gotta fly to Vegas today but I'll be back in Atlanta in 3 days. So how would you wanna do that? I could come to you, you could come to me. Wassup?"

"I could come to you. That's fine." I said

"Actually, instead of waiting. You got time to fly to Vegas? I'd pay all of your travel expenses. So you don't have to worry about that and you could stay the whole three days and kick it with me out here." He spoke

"Yeah, I can fly out there. But you don't have to pay anything. I got that covered." I said

"Okay, Ms. Independent." He chuckled

"Oh um, you said you wanted to talk to me on a personal level. What you wanted to talk about?" I asked

"Mmm, we can talk personally in person." He said

"Okay." I said

"Again, I'm sorry for interrupting your sleep. I appreciate your time queen, thank you." Lloyd spoke