The next morning...
Tae laid half sleep in his bed when Nali walked in. "Getcho ass up!" She said picking up a pillow and hitting him with it. "Get out man!" He said a little groggy. "Nooo. I missed you and we need to talk." She said sitting on his full size bed. "About what?" he said sitting up. Before speaking she pulled a blunt from behind her ear, a lighter out her bra and sparked it. "Well." She paused inhaling. "I plan on running away with Swole, I want you to come. Let's start over. He got the hook up for new identities... Get you back in school, new money, new scene... Come on b." She tried to convince him handing him the blunt after hitting it a few more times. He hit the blunt a few times. "And go where?" He exhaled, holding back a cough.
"ANYWHERE! I got a little money put up so does Swole.. We can figure it out when we get there but you know my hustle hand strong bro... What is there to think about b? Aint shit left in Toledo but pain..." She preached a bit."Pass my shit." She finished wanting her blunt he was strong lunging . "You right, you right... " he still sounded unsure. "I got hoes here doe." He joked. "Do you nigga?" Denali busted out laughing as she passed the blunt back. "Yea ugly ass dude." He hit the blunt then his phone rang.
"Yea?" He answered. "What you need?" ... "Yep. come through. I'm at the crib." .. "Alright" he hung up.
"You out here trynna sell dope and yo rat ass was in the county snitching!?" Denali stood up, pissed. "What? Where you hear that?" He said spooked. "Man ain't nobody that stupid but you.. If a nigga run from or shoot at the police let alone both you not doing a week in jail and a weak ass year of probation! These niggas gone lay yo play gangster ass down b. Then what? I'm gone barry you too? " She started getting louder. "Oh you got all the answers cause you popping pussy for the plug? I ain't scared of shit b! I got a 40 wit da dick out and i keep one in the head I want a nigga to try his luck! Fuck you mean!?" Tae got roudy. "Boy you a pussy , you ain't shooting shit but spit out yo big ass mouth nigga." She snatches her half of a blunt and stood up. "You can run away with homie. I'm gone get mine, right here. I'm cool." He said picking up his 40. "Sho, fuck you too fu boy!" She said walking out his room throwing the blunt still lit on his rug.
[TAE P.O.V.]
Lo - "In the back." A text came from the sale to my phone.
"Fuck!" I said out loud. I hadn't bagged shit up cause I was arguing with my Denali ass man.
I went to my closet pulled down my safe opened it and grabbed my stash and scale. I quickly weighed the quarter out and bagged it. I grabbed my pipe shit even though Lo was cool he had only shopped with me a hand full of times but he never bought nothing less then a 8fy so anytime he called I made sure he was straight. I can't lie though Nali was right. If she knew the whole hood knew.
I quick stepped down the stairs, through the kitchen to the back door. The whole time with my hand on baby girl and I will shoot.
"What up bloody. " I said swinging the door open. Lo stood tall in front of the door frame almost cocky built in all black with his hoodie over his head and most of his face. "What's good jaws." He said in a mono tone voice after chuckling. I can't lie I was getting nervous something wasn't sitting right. I was itching to aim and spoke, "$160."
He dug in his pocket and pulled out a 50 with a 40 clip as I pulled out my 40 aiming at each other at the same time on some movie shit. "Or nah?" he chuckled. I slowly took two steps back. "You better have on in the head bitch!" I yelled. "DAD!" I yelled again. I will never tell a soul but all I kept thinking about was the concrete box they was gone throw my ass in if I off'd this nigga. A sober mind thinks of all the consequences! "Shut up bitch!" Lo yelled. "Run dat sack and everything in yo pockets bitch!" He continued.
Before I could react. John came out of nowhere and put his shotgun to the side of his head. "Get the fuck out my house boy." He said cocking the gun. Lo put his hands in the air immediately. John snatched the gun from him and Lo took off running.
I dropped my gun from aim and let out a sigh of relief. "J man .. I.." I tried to explain. "Shut the fuck up!" He yelled aiming the gun at me. "What the fuck wrong with you boy!? Didn't I tell you don't bring that shit to my door?" He yelled dropping the gun from aim and sitting it on the wooden kitchen table. "I'm sorry." I didn't want to do this with him.
He dropped the gun and walked up to me. "What the fuck is wrong with you boy!?" He yelled grabbing me up by my white tshirt. Out of reflex I pushed him off me. He was drunk so he fell. I knew what I was in for and I wasn't ready.
