Roses {Finished}

Part 9

"Kelly."
"Before you start. I did surgery on one of MJ's grandkids. I told him that I had nieces and nephews. He asked me what they liked and had some shoes custom made and sent to me today. He did it as a thank you." See, my friends are always getting free stuff.
"Mommy now I can be a Cheetah Girl in style." she beamed.
"Go put them with your things and finish playing with Callie." she ran off.
"Well Bey is on call tonight." Michelle started. "So that means we need to get the night started in case she has to leave."
Kelly glanced at me but didn't say anything. First we ordered pizza and Blue got really happy about that. While we waited we decided to play the Michael Jackson game on the WII. When the pizza arrived we sat down in the living room and had girl talk.
"Callie you like that little boy Daniel from my church?"
"Nooooooo." she said while trying not blush. It was so cute.
"Girl yo daddy not here." Michelle said.
"Yeah what we say here, stays here." Kelly laughed.
"Blue is the one with a boyfriend." Callie said.
Blue was too busy stuffing her face with pizza to respond. Yes, my child has a "boyfriend". The little boy was so cute but thugged out all at once. His name was CJ and if Jay knew that she liked him he wouldn't be coming to Blue's upcoming birthday party.

After about an hour, I got a "page".
"Excuse me." I said getting up walking towards the kitchen. I picked up the phone and called my contact.
"Location?"
"Marcy Projects."
"Alright. I owe you one."
"No problem." Click.
Kelly walked in, "You going in?"
"Yeah one of my patients got hurt at a basketball game."
"You going dressed like that?" (Pic attached)
"I have a change of clothes in the car."
She stared at me. "Bey you're not doing it again, are you?"
"No Kelly. I promised y'all I would stop and I did."
"Okay well go ahead. We'll watch Blue. You coming back here afterwards?"
"Yes. Kiss Blue for me." I waved walking out the house.

I'm guessing y'all want go know what Kelly was talking about. I'll fill you in while I make this drive to Brooklyn. So when I first got to New York I didn't have anything. My tuition, books, and dorm were paid for by me before I left Houston so my dad wouldn't ask any questions. AlI had was a couple of clothes and enough product to sell to get me what I needed and have some cash leftover. Yes, I sold drugs. Drugs from my father that were supposed to end up somewhere else, but that's a story for another time. Anyways, I only sold to the rich kids on campus because I knew I could up the price on their desperate asses. At the time, Kelly and Michelle were my roommates and knew I didn't have much. But when I started walking in with name brand bags, they started getting suspicious. One night they followed me when I was delivering to this guy, he had a real bad problem. He tried to grab me but thankfully my girls were following me with their friend, Jay. I left my gun in my room so I was left vulnerable. Jay came over and basically rescued me from ole boy. On that night Kelly and Michelle made me promise to not deal anymore. I agreed and that's when Jay and I officially met. Weird right? Your future husband has to save you from a drug deal gone bad.

I parked my car a few blocks away and got out walking towards Marcy Projects.
"Wassup ma? When you gone let daddy make you feel good?"
I scoffed "Nigga you couldn't handle me if I gave you the play book."
"Oooo she feisty." he said licking his lips dapping up his homeboys.
I rolled my eyes, "Which one of you know where Ghost is?"
"I don't know what you talking about."
"Oh you don't? So y'all selling on someone else's block?"
"Nah it ain't even like that."
"Well then you would know this his block. Now where the fuck is he?"
"I ain't telling you shit!"
I got aggravated so I pulled out my gun and them little punks looked like they were about to piss they're pants.
"Now I'm gone ask you one more time. Where is Ghost?!"
His two friends tried to run in opposite directions which pissed me off. So I shot em both in the leg and put the gun back towards the main one who was talking.
"If you don't want to end up like dumb and dumber I suggest you tell me what the fuck I need to know."
"Aye chill ma!" he said backing up. "I don't know!"
"I find that hard to believe." I said cocking my gun.
"I don't, I swear!" he said beginning to sweat.
I put the gun to his temple. "How you don't know? Ain't you the next in line to be running shit here since he killed the other boy?!"
"Who the hell told you that? Look I don't know nothing about all of that!"
"Oh that ain't what I heard."
"Well you heard wrong!"
"See I don't think I did." I shot him right in the foot.
"SHIT! Why the fuck you do that?!"
I shrugged, "I told you to tell me where he was."
"Man you crazy!" he huffed out.
"Now if you want to keep the one good foot you got, I suggest you speak up." I said pointing my gun at his other one.
"Alright, alright! All he said was that he had to go back home for a while! That's all I know!"
"Home?"
"Yeah that's what he told me the last time I saw him." he said breathing hard.
I nodded and put my gun down. "What's it to you anyway?"
"He killed my- he killed somebody close to me."
"How you know it was him?"
I smirked, "Cause I taught him." With that I walked away.

I made my way back to Michelle's house at a little after two in the morning and used my key to go in. The lights were off but the tv was still on. I saw everybody passed out all over the living room. I went to the bathroom to take a shower and change out of my clothes. When I walked out of the bathroom I saw my phone light up.
"Hey baby." I smiled.
"What y'all up to?"
"Everybody's sleep."
"Why you not sleep?"
"I had to use the bathroom and I knew you'd be calling soon."
"What you got on?"
"Jay I'm at a sleepover. I have on a onesie."
"Is it the red tight fitted one?"
"Shawn I'm about to hang up this phone."
He chuckled, "Well I'm on my way home. What time y'all coming back?"
"We're going to have breakfast here then we should be home after that."
"Okay, I'll see you at home."
"Love you."
"I love you to baby." Click.

I turned off the light and went back into the living room. I put my phone on the charger and went to turn the tv off. I went to the couch where Blue was and picked her up and laid her on my chest. When he gets back I'm going to have to confront him. I don't need my little brother adding any more bodies to his count. He's still young. I wish he would have went to school for basketball or something. This can't continue to happen. Young black men need to stick together and stop killing each other. We already have bad police officers doing that for us.

Shit! BB slipping back into her old ways😩

Or was it ever gone🤔

Blue got a little crush🤗

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