Dear God, keep evil away from me Watch people who hate on me Those who out to harm me Give me signs and at least warn me God Make my trips safe when I leave make me return
Amen.
The sound of the dinging from opening my car door went off as I grabbed my keys out of the ignition and closing the door behind me. The sounds of the city traffic and people echoed behind me as I looked up at the dimly lit sign that said, "Express Cleaners"
I walked on the side of the cleaners where I see two guys loading something up in the back of a truck. I became a little anxious cause I didn't remember Ricardo saying I' ma have guest around. I proceeded to walk as my fresh pair of Timbs hit the semi-wet pavement from the rain we had earlier this evening.
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The night sky stood cold and still as darkness seemed to close in on me as I walked briskly down this alley, passing what looks like a bread truck.
If this nigga setting me up, I swear Ima kill him, I thought to myself as I clenched my jaw. I jumped back as a black cat ran passed my feet, meowing and scurrying out the alleyway.
"Shit!', I shrieked as I watched that furry bastard take off running. "My nerves are too fucked up for this shit", I muttered as I continued to walk.
I looked behind me to see one of the guys peeking over at me, making me more alert. What if this is really a fucking set up and no one will hear me if something happens to me. All I know is I'm going out with a bang if niggas try me.
Maybe I'm on edge because I smoked two Blunts before coming out here. I continued to walk as I seen a black duffle bag resting against the silver tin trash can. I looked behind me again before picking up the bag, that was heavy as hell.
Cop sirens sounded off faintly a few blocks away from me, causing my heart to skip a beat. My palms became sweaty as I grasped the black straps of the duffle bag that was now resting on my shoulder.
As I walked quickly towards the bread truck, I heard the two guys in conversation before looking at me.
"Maybe we should go to him"
"How do you know if he got it?"
I heard one of them say as I walked passed the two. I looked over my shoulder as they both looked at me. I continued to keep looking over my shoulder in paranoia. I picked up my pace as I heard steps faintly trailing behind me.
Fuck, I knew this shit was a set up I thought to myself as I placed my finger on the trigger of my gun.
"HEY!", I heard the guy called out to me.
I quickly turned around and flared my nostrils widely, tightening the grip on my trigger. Any false move, I will blow his brains all over this pavement.
"We were wondering do you got the time man?" he shrugged.
I froze for a split second before heaving a sigh and chuckling to myself.
"Yeah man.... its 15 minutes after ten", I told him while looking down at my watch.
"Aye thanks man! Sorry if I startled you..." he nodded before turning on his heels and walking back to the bread truck. "We gotta finish loading this shit up before ten-thirty man"
I dropped my head down to my chest in relief as I swiftly rushed back to my car and throwing the duffle bag into the trunk. I looked around once again before closing my trunk and hopping into the driver seat.
Starting my ignition and pulling off, I flipped open my cell phone to make a call. It rang about 3 times before someone answered.
"Yo hello...yeah its Cas. I'm on the way over there", I say before flipping the phone closed and tossing it into my empty passenger seat.
