"Alright come on." I say grabbing my glock off the counter.
"Where's Nicki?" Melissa asks pulling her mask off.
"Nicki!!" I scream throughout the house.
"I'm coming." I hear her say walking down the hallway. She appears in front of us and Melissa groans walking out the house.
I rest the tip of my gun on my forehead and close my eyes letting out a sigh.
"What. The. Fuck. Are you wearing?"
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"Clothes. Don't hate cuz my outfit better than yours."
"You can't come dressed in all that pink. This is a robbery not a fucking fashion show."
"Whatever, let's go." She waves me off and walks out the house I follow behind her while shaking my head.
She hops in the backseat and I get in the drivers seat starting the car up and driving.
"Tremaine and them are already there right?"
"Yeah so I'm pretty sure they killed the niggas."
I really don't want to do this but they leave me no choice. I told them time and time again it's like everytime I work with them this shit happens. Almost got evicted because of they stupid asses playing with my money. It's like they don't get it, this is a trade I supply you with whatever drug you want and in return you pay me but no there's always an excuse and I fall for it everytime and that's why I'm doing this I need to stop being so nice.
"Why are you doing this Robyn?" I slam my foot on the brakes making the tires make a screeching noise.
Only two maybe three people call me by my first name.
"Rochelle?!"
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I exclaim looking back. "What the fuck are you doing here?!"
"Uh..." She sinks down in her seat and I squint at her.
