I stared at the nigga in front of me. Blood dripped off his busted lip onto his white T, his eyes drooled low as he struggled to stay consious. His chest pumped slowly. Boss stood infront of him smoking a rello in his face.
"So what's this about this new dealer in my hood ?" Boss asked him.
"H-is na-me Bronco, man" he struggled to speak.
"Where this nigga spot at ?" Boss walked in circles around him.
I sat on the leather couch, not in the damn mood. I have a fucking headache and B ass wanted everybody here for this shit. I'm hungry and I just wanna lay down.
"A-round on C-indy" he struggled to say again.
B stared at him, that meant he thinks he lieing & gone start question after question. That's what be fucking me up, he always rushing us but he take hellas. We already been here since 12 and its now 3 all for some extra bullshit.
"Fuck it ! I'm out, I been listening to the same motherfuckers talk for too damn long !" I yell standing up walking out the room.
"T what the fuck is up with you bra ?" One of the hittas Mike said chasing after me to my car.
"Yo ass know we been sitting there for hellas talking about the same shit ! I got a damn headache so I'm out Mike ! " I semi-yell getting in my car. He came over to the drivers side.
"Yanno he gone be on yo ass when you get back so you might as well stay T"
"Fuck it ! bye Mike" He shrugged his shoulders and stepped back. I pressed the gas erking off.
My phone started to ring with the name 'JL' across it. I haven't talked to him since wednesday, its friday. I hesitanted to answer but I did.
"What ?" I say as I answered still protecting my attitude.
"Yo ass ain't gotta be rude, wssp badass" he said strongly.
"Nigga shut up, I'm not in the damn mood "
"Meet me at Chucks in 5 minutes badass"
"Nigga bye" I hung up tossing the phone in my lap.
Half of me didn't wanna meet him but the otherhalf took over me so I mentally agreed. Shit, I'm hungry any damn way. For the past few days I kinda been thinking about JL and what KeKe told me. I do want love but I just don't want heartbreak, I don't want to experience it anymore. I been through so much that shit don't really faze me anymore but trust & love does.
I pulled into the parking lot of 'Chucks' parking infront of the resturant. I slowly got out walking to the entrance, a couple with a son were walking out.
"Mybad, excuse me" the lady said smiling at me then at her son.
"Oh its alright, go ahead" I held the door. I can be polite sometimes.
"I like yo tattoo, its tight" the little boy said looking at my arm filled with tattos then at me.
"Thanks little cutie" I smiled at him before walking into the resturant. I instantly spotted JL sitting in the far back.
I looked down at my clothes before walking over to him. I don't know why but my attitude kind of loosend up when I spoke to that little boy, it made me think of.. nevermind.
"Wsp badass" JL said as I sat down in the booth across from him.
"Wsp JL" I waved a-little, I don't know why but I'm nervous a bit.
"Whats wrong T" He touched my hand, it caught me by suprise so I eased it back.
"Nothing, I just gotta a headache and I ain't ate nothing" I lied, there's a lot on my mind.
"Here, lemme order you sum real quick" he searched for the waiter."Aye, can I get some service over here ?" he waved his hand in the air causing me to laugh.
The waiter came over quickly flipping her weave but that shit was not moving. She smiled seductively at JL while licking her lips.
"Damn bitch can you take the order !" I yell at her making her snap towards me with a stank face.
"Damn chill T baby" JL tried to calm me down.
"Nah lil bitch need to learn some manners ! stiff weave having ass, you flipping it but yo weave said it ain't going no damn where" I looked at her dead in her face.
"YOU THINK YO WEAVE GOOD ? UGLY BITCH !" the girl yelled tryna get hip.
"You un fucked up now" I stood up and swung my fist back hitting her in her nose. She fell to the ground with blood trickleing down her face.
"Yo-u broke my n-ose" she started crying holding her nose.
"Yo ass lucky I didn't blow yo shit off, ratty ass bitch !" I kicked her side walking away.
Everybody stared at me covering they mouth, laughing and recording. A white bitch looked at me in disqust shaking her head.
"Lil cracker bitch you want some too ? yo ass could be laying just like that say some shit bitch" I said walking over to her but JL grabbed me picking me up and taking me outside to my car.
"Chill T damn, yo ass gone make them call the opps !" JL semi-yelled.
"Man, I don't give no fuck ! Lil bitch was disrespectful so I punched her ass and lil white cracker ass bitch think she better, wipe her ass with my spit" I tapped my foot.
"Chill the fuck out baby damn, c'mon lets go to my crib" He picked me up putting me in the passenger side.
"I'm not your baby and fuck you doing nigga ? yo ass got a car" I turned towards him as he got in the car.
"I walked for yo information smart ass" he snapped back. He backed up going to his house.
"Take me home, yo ass can walk" I looked at him as he drove. A smirk appeared across his face.
"Yanno yo ass don't wanna leave me, you like my presents boo"
I couldn't help but agree mentally, I didn't want him to leave.
"Shut up, you ain't no damn body" I punched his arm.
"Why you gotta be like that baby ? I'm feeling you and I'm damn sure you feeling me"
"I just don't trust nobody, trust gets you killed and love gets you hurt, nothing more nothing less" I looked the other way.
"You feel that way cause you felt that, I ain't gone lie. I did too once, well got damn me twice" I slowly turn towards him, he looked at me along with the rode.
"What happen ?" We pulled up to a house. The house looks good, a two floor to be exact.
"C'mon I'll tell you inside" I nodded & got out the car with him. He unlocked the door & my jaw half way dropped.
His house is fucking nice as hell, nice black and white furniture. Walls painted a carmel white, a few pictures hung up. A big ass chandelier hung down in the middle of the hallway. His house isnt close to the hood but close.
"Yo house is nice ass hell" I said looking around. I heard him laugh at my comment.
"Thanks, I got some food if you still hungry" he started to walk somewhere so I followed. It was the kitchen.
"Damn JL, you doing it big nigga" I laughed looking around his kitchen.
"You could be doing it big wimme but yo ass faking with a nigga" He put a pizza in the oven and gave me a bag of chips.
"I told you already" I ate the chips.
"I know that but I mean damn I been through some shit too. I done had two females I loved fuck me over, they said they was gone be down with everything I do and played me." He looked me dead in my eye with his brown eyes.
"What is it that you do ?" I asked raising my eyebrow a-little. He smirked again, sexy ass smirk.
"Same thing you do, hustle expect I'm better" he licked his lips.
"How did you know I hustled ? I never told you that" My eyes kinda widen.
"Because I'm a top ranked dealer, I know everything. From the bottom to the damn top" I knew he did something but not hustle.
"What you mean top ranked ? I never heard of you around these blocks"
"I'm top ranked in Detroit,California and half of the northen nation. I didn't wanna carry on all of it because I knew I would find a lady and have a family and plus you dumb ass fuck if you try to run everything then you got opps left to right"
"Damn, you got more guap then me. You doing it too big for me"
"That's were you fuck up, I could be doing it big for both of us" He touched my hand.
"JL I don't know if I can be commited, last time I was commited I was abandoned because I go-nevermind" I shook my head not wanting him to know anything more.
"Stop being some damn stubborn and just tell me !"
"I can't help that I'm stubborn, that's how I was brought up !"
"You not trying to stop it either!" he semi-yelled this time.
"You don't thinking I fucking TRY ? All this shit I been through and you expect me not to be stubborn ?" My emotions started to bulid up, Why am I so damn sensative right now ?
"What HAVE YOU BEEN THROUGH ?" he semi-yelled again looking serious as fuck.
I paused and looked at the counter, my tounge salted and my palms became wet as I rubbed them together.
"I been through sorrow, do you know how it fucking feels to be abandoned at only 16 ? No fucking family then at that I wa-yanno what fuck it" I jumped out the stool running out the house to my car. I jumped in and backed out quickly speeding home.
Tears watered my eyes, WHY THE FUCK AM I'M CRYING ! I'M A HARD ASS BITCH AND NO NIGGA SHOULD CHANGE THAT !
a/n : if you haven't figured out who is JL , clearly your not a Jacob latimore fan.