Count On You

Chapter 6

"Danger"

iMessage : folksnnem™️
Jayloni, Scooter, Deon

Jayloni: Danger pick up Bhuka before you get here

Why tf you ain't getting her and where her car at ?

Jayloni: Nigga y'all live like 10 minutes apart and I'm already at home. Her shit in the shop.

Niggas owe me

Scooter: you wanna be around her anyways

Fuck her .

Deon: Yea we know you wanna 💀

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These niggas are clowns, I smirked at my messages and left it on read. I took the last pull form my blunt. Weed just make my thoughts go away for a while. I need that shit

Incoming call ... DOODA

"Where you at my nigga?" Dooda asked with his face in the camera .

"Nigga I am your elder, don't be asking about my whereabouts. Where you at ?"

" shitttt, outside yall coming out here today ?" He asked

"I don't know, but you don't need to be out there Booda, I keep telling you. Focus on ball" I mugged the screen

If anything was to happy to my lil brother, all the heart I got left would be gone. I hate that he follows in my steps. Basketball was something I really saw him doing and I'd be damned if I let him give that shit for the streets. Ain't shit out here but dead bodies. I do it cuz I ain't good at shit.

"Nigga calm yo ass down. I'm out here with the bros hoopin"

"Yea ait my nigga, if I find out you doing shit you ain't supposed to be, I'm beating yo ass" I sat the phone in my lap

"Mmmtch, aight bro"

"Fuck off my line" I hung up.

I turned the car on and headed to shawty house. She coo and all but I ain't really looking for a bitch right now. I'm tryna focus on making this money. I don't see myself doing this shit forever but in the meantime I gotta eat.

I dialed her number and she picked up on the second ring.
"Who is this"

"Bi-girl if you don't bring yo ass outside, I will leave you"
The phone went silent. I know she ain't just hang up in my face. She walked out in a sweatsuit that said "no more being humble" it was fye I ain't gone cap.

"Hey" she got in the car saying

"Wassup" I looked at her then at the road

"Can I pleaseeee get the aux" she pleaded

"Let me think... nah"

She pouted... "please I promise I won't play nothing trash" she put out her pinky finger

"Fuck I look like pink promising you? Put that deformed ass finger away"