The Other Side

12

Cordell P.O.V
It's been about a month since I've hung out with Cévon downtown. It ended up being just us, but it was still fun and we had a good time. He was smoking of course then we went to a spot to eat which I paid for of course and then had a few drinks. Afterwards like he wanted we went to a strip club and he found some girl to go home with so we went out separate ways.

I've been having some fun with him.

I walked into my living room and grabbed my keys before walking out of the house and out to my car. I need to grab some groceries. I turned the car on and watched as Novian walked over to my car. He hopped into the front seat sighing making me look over at him confused.

"What's wrong witchu?" I asked him as he shook his head.

"I don't even wanna talk about that shit gang. Just know yo brother a fucking weirdo," he spoke making me sigh and pull out of the driveway.

"What did he do?" I asked him as he sighed.

"Yo brother just weird as fuck. Always gotta make little smart ass comments and you know I never been no how so I called him out on that shit and outta respect for you I walked a ay instead of beating the fuck outta that nigga. He was blowing me real shit. It's whatever though fuck it. Where you going?" He asked me as I turned onto a different block.

"To the store. I need some groceries and shit so probably Walmart," I told him as he nodded his head. "...hat did my brother say exactly?"

"He was just being more ignorant than usual laughing at dead niggas and bragging about his gun count. Like this shit is not a sport. Niggas not supposed to be doing this shít for fucking fun yet they are. You know he was one of them niggas that destroyed that one nigga grave right? He was just laughing about that shit and everything singing that fuck the west side shit. Like ok it's fuck them niggas, but fucking wit dead people is crossing the line. The nigga already dead why the fuck you still fucking wit him? It's like they want problems," he spoke rolling his eyes making me grow tense.

Cévon's brother...

"You know who brother that is?" He asked me as I nodded my head. "Please tell me it's not yo friend,"

"It is...I don't know why he got killed though or what happened, but I know that's his brother. Cévon told me about him," I explained.

"I don't even think that nigga banged for real. Somebody said that he got killed all over a misunderstanding which really translates to he got killed for nothing, but niggas wanted to show they balls and shit and show who tougher. Sad he wasn't even affiliated yet he got smoked. These streets ain't no joke. The only thing we don't know is who pulled the trigger. We don't know who killed that nigga, but I know it was somebody from over here because why else would our niggas be fucking with his grave unless they doing that shít for clout to claim a body they ain't catch," he spoke making me nod my head.

"Shít probably. These niggas known to claim shit that ain't theres for clout. Niggas is fucking stupid," I replied making him agree with me and nod his head.

"I'm actually glad you ain't got no bodies. You don't need none. That shit do something to yo whole body and mental my nigga. I never felt like I deserved shit in life again after I caught my first body. It was this nigga that was tryna take this little girl in his truck. Smoked his ass and took her home. I went up for that remember? But I got off. That still did something to me. I don't think I'm gone ever be the same. Whatever you do don't catch a body and don't get caught yoself. You sure you can trust this nigga you been hanging around?" He asked me a si nodded my head.

"I'm cautious of course because you can't trust anyone for real, but I don't think he's gonna kill me or set me up. He's only been genuine so far and so have I. I don't think he a set up," I replied as he nodded his head.