Drunk In Love

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Unknown POV
Downtown Houston
January 6

"She's talking." One of the other guys said something.

"Turn it up."

They turned up the audio and visual. BK came into view and she was on a phone call. Her phone was to her ear and she paced whatever room she was in.

"What's she saying?" Someone asked from behind me.

"If you'd stay quiet, we would hear." I said and he went quiet.

"Sorry." He apologised and sat next to me. We watched the live footage and tried to pick up as much as we could.

We watched her laugh about something the caller was saying before she started speaking. She unknowingly started revealing the details of an upcoming drop.

"It's a bunch of Jamaican niggas that we're meeting." BK said. "No, on the 13th."

I made sure to make notes, so we had every single detail.

"We can meet before we have to get there. I just think we should all pull up at the same time, so it can all happen quicker." She explained to whoever was on the call.

She kept walking around the room. At some point, another woman came in the room. BK kissed her and they stood still just making out for a second.

"Shawty got a fatty on her." One of the guys spoke and they all dapped each other up. I mushed his head so they'd all focus.

"Who are you talking to, baby?" The other woman asked BK.

"Swiss." BK kissed her again.

"You hungry?" The woman asked. That's when I recognised her as Nasir's second babymama.

"Nah. I just ate. You hungry?" BK responded.

"A little."

"I'll order us something to eat and we can go upstairs." BK rubbed the women's ass.

"Thank you, baby."

"You're welcome."

"I just finished meditating. You think we'll have time for some yoga later?"

"When all the kids are asleep, we can use their playroom."

"Sounds like a plan." The shorter woman kissed BK one more time before leaving whatever room they were in.

"I was talking to my wife, Swiss." BK joked with Swiss. "You know you're scared of her. I know I am."

"Shittt, I'm tryna be scared of her too." One of the guys near me said. I smirked when he said that.

If that short ass woman had one of the most powerful drug lords in the world scared, then she must've been scary as fuck.

We all went back to paying attention to the monitor. BK told the address to the person on the phone and I noted it down. It was somewhere down in Brownsville.

"This the biggest drop in like 4 or 5 months. It's real important." BK spoke. "That's why all hands on deck for this one."

"All hands on deck? How big is this drop?" I muttered under my breath.

"Like you said, let's listen first and ask questions later."

"You think you funny, nigga." I kissed my teeth.

I looked back to the monitor and BK was pacing again. She said some irrelevant shit before we started actually paying attention again.

"Like a hundred bricks of Becky and a few hundred kilos of grass." She explained and I wrote that down too. "Nah we getting the arms on the 2-"

"Mama, did you see where I left my bear?" Nasir's daughter came into the camera. BK instantly stopped speaking about the upcoming drop.

"It's right there, princess." She pointed directly to the camera. "Is Laya with you?"

"She fell asleep in my bed." The girl sighed and picked up the 'bear'. "Where's mommy?"

"I think she went to the kitchen." BK pointed somewhere.

"Ok. Thanks, mama." The girls started walking which meant that we couldn't listen to BK anymore.

I reached to turn it off but all the guys advised me otherwise. I listened to them and left it on. Not even a second later, Nasir's babymama was in camera view.

"I could treat her right, for real." Someone said when the only thing that could be seen was her ass because she was bent over the counter.

"You'd have to go through BK."

"She don't miss either. Opp shit aside, she a top shooter."

They kept talking about her until the girl left her mother and went somewhere else. I turned the monitor off and gave someone the notes to give to Nasir.

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"Yo, Quinton." I picked up my phone. "Where y'all at?"

"I'm outside, bro."

"Cool, I'll be out in a second." I headed out of the house to go get my son.

"Daddy!" He shouted excitedly, running into my arms. "Uncle Quinton took me to a trampoline park."

"I'm happy for you, buddy." I hugged him and we went inside.

"You talked to A?" I asked about our sister.

"Yeah. He coming over with E and the babies."

"I might as well stay." My brother closed the door and walked further into the house with me. "Where were you?"

"Warehouse. Had to do some stuff for Nasir." I sighed and sat next to my son. "Did you know that Nasir's babymama is BK's wife?"

"For real?"

"Yeah." I chuckled. "If he didn't fake his death running from them crips, he woulda still had her."

"The way you talking about her, she must be something important."

"She was fine as hell. I won't even hold you." I momentarily pictured her as I spoke to my brother.

"Daddy, when's mama coming home?" My son asked.

"In an hour, bud." I ruffled his hair. "Go get your homework and we can do that before she gets home."

"Ok." He got up and went to his room.

I quickly pulled out my phone to make sure Nasir had the information from the listening. He sent a thumbs up emoji when he had everything. So I left it at that.

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What the fck is Quinton doing here?!

Who is A and how do they relate to anything?!

Find out on the next season of Keeping Up With the Maraj-Knowles!

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