Love

eight

Jet

Oh my God please help me.

"I said down dammit". I squatted down lower with my arms out. The snow blew in my face burning my skin.

I came in with a full sweat outfit. This nigga said keep on the hoodie and go put on some compression shorts and my cleats. He let me put another pair of shorts on thank the Lord. Cause when it's cold out side ya balls shrink and that's not a good feelin', I can tell ya that.

"Now I need twenty laps around this track. Complain and I'll make it thirty". I stood up straight and my thighs were on fire. It's so cold I can't even feel my hands or toes anymore.

I stepped on the track and began running at a nice pace and made sure I stayed my distance from everybody else. When I run I like to be alone for the most part.

I could hear everybody cussing Tre out from behind me. That's the fifth time today. There was no need to say anything to him when I knew the others would beat me to it.

When they asses get extra laps for all that noise they makin I'm gone laugh. Coach Brooks hates talkin on the track.

I tooned them out and focused on my important things to block out the pain in my body, like my baby. She so excited about tonight. She talked my head off till 12 in the morning about it. I loved every second though.

When I got up this morning, my baby already had cooked me breakfast and made my protein shakes at 6:30. She didn't have to do that but she did. She had my bag packed and my clothes out. I gave her a lil head as a thank you. She wouldn't even let me leave after that. I was almost late messin around with her fine ass.

When I got here I opened my bag to get my cleats out she left me a good luck note and I put it with the others. I was running out of space. Every time she writes one I keep it.

I'm so in love with her it doesn't make any sense.

I came my seventh lap, passin a few niggas.

Mina makes me so happy. We don't argue and if we do it's about who gets the remote.

She been spoilin a nigga too. After practice she be rubbin a nigga down and she cook for me all that good shit.

That's my baby right there.

I stopped thinkin about her knowin they eye about to get dirty and focused on the track.

Raquel

I snuck into the men's locker room and looked for Jet's locker. The search wasn't that long because there it was and all its glory. I know it's his because a picture a him and Mina were magnetized to the locker. It was a few pictures too.

I took a deep breath tryin not to act a fool and rip those ugly ass pictures up.

My connect got me a lock pick and showed me how to use it. Gettin on my knees I pulled the case of tools from my purse.

"This should do the trick". I picked up the small metal sticks and stuck them into the lock on his locker.

"Almost there". The lock, unlocked with a click and I smiled in excitement.

I took the lock off and his locker came open slowly.

All the things I need to add to my collection were right in my face. But that's not why I'm here.

I unzipped his duffle bag and searched for a drink of some kind. A bottle of half drunken of what looked like a smoothy sat towards the bottom. I unscrewed the top and grabbed the sandwich bag with the pills in it.