My Blood . Trippie Redd

One.

MONAE.

"Bitch you always takin so long. Hurry the fuck up." I told Destiny while grabbing a pack of backwoods. Destiny and I always end up getting caught up in the wrong shit.

We both sell drugs to make money and to be honest, I would probably even go further if it meant I could get a bag.

I met Destiny from this business, we both always did well and we became really good friends a while ago because of it.

"Well that ugly ass nigga can wait. He always wanting more shit, he should just grow his own damn weed at this point." Destiny rolled her eyes and grabbed the car keys. We literally got enough money to buy this car just from selling and doing shit for niggas we don't even know.

"I know but he pays well." I grabbed the keys from her, just to see that Jahseh had texted me that he was coming to us this time. We usually go back and forth inbetween him picking up and us dropping off.

"Good. We always be wasting gas money on him anyway." Destiny plopped down on the couch, "He not even cute enough to be actin like that." She continued.

"He's alright I guess, but ion really care. Ever since all that shit happened with Kentrell I cant even look at niggas the same." I admitted, I had been dating Kentrell for years. I loved him more than anything, just to find out he had been cheating on me with some girl named Jania.

"Well you need to get over him, but even more importantly, you need to get ya ass checked for any STDS." She laughed a little, I giggled and shook my head. Destiny always making jokes when I'm not in a good mood. I just wanna smoke and be left alone, but Jahseh always calling at the worst times.

"I am over him." I lied, she looked at me like I'm crazy.

Soon enough we heard a knock at the door, I dragged my feet to the front door and opened it, seeing two other people besides Jahseh.

"Uh, you ain't tell me you having more people with you." I stood in front of the opening so they couldn't walk in.

"Didn't think I had to, who cares?" He looked at me all funny, I decided to just move out the way because this light skinned nigga kept looking at me like he was gonna kill me or something.

"Just come in I guess." I said sarcastically, rolling my eyes as they all walked in. One of them was wearing a durag and the other one had black dreads and a couple face tattoos.

"Trippie and Ski stayin with me for a while so they wanted to come with me." Jahseh said as Destiny handed him a couple bags of weed then counted up his money.

"I don't really care." I said truthfully, "Okay, why you buying from a bitch with this attitude?" The light skin one gave me some dirty look.

"Nigga if you gotta problem get the fuck out." I told him, he kissed his teeth like he was finna do something. "Yeah exactly." I said as he just stood there, doing nothing.

"Monae just chill. It's fine." Destiny held up the money, I could tell it was more than usual. "Jahseh thats a lot." I furrowed my eyebrows.

"Nah I paid cause Jah know I be smokin a shit ton. But if you keep running ya mouth Imma take it all back." Trippie said, I'm pretty sure that's his name anyway. The one named Ski just kinda sat there in silence, taking in his surroundings.

"Well then you won't get the weed." I shrugged, acting like I didn't care. In reality we both really needed the extra money so I did appreciate it in a way.

"Yo can we leave? I thought she was gon be chill." Trippie shook his head, turning back over to Jahseh.

"She just my dealer, she don't really gotta be chill. But yeah we can dip I guess." Jahseh gave me a weird look once Trippie wasn't looking anymore.

Good thing these niggas leaving, that was kinda my goal anyway. Theyre both annoying. Ski seems okay I guess.

JAHSEH.

"This better be some good ass shit for the way that bitch was acting." Trippie rolled his eyes, one of his new shorties was rolling a blunt for him. I cant even remember her name to be honest. She looked like all the rest of his hoes, curly hair, lightskin, skinny, not that cute.

"What bitch?" The girl asked, "None of ya damn business." He told her, she backed off and handed him the blunt.

"Damn Trip. Chill nigga, she was just asking a damn question." I stuck up for her, genuinely feeling kinda bad.

"She was lowkey bad though." He shrugged, ignoring what I had said. The girl just walked out of the room, he didn't seem to care though.

"Thank god, I just wanted her gone." He looked around the corner to make sure she wasn't still there. "Who the fuck even is that?" Ski finally said.

"Her names Coi." He said, "But she suck at rolling blunts, this shit all wet." He examined the blunt like some damn weed enthusiast.

"Oh." I replied, "Now that I think of it, Monae is kinda your type."

"Yeah she ight." He seemed to be more focused on the blunt than what I was saying.

I couldn't help but wonder why Monae had been acting so weird. She's usually pretty chill, she's not ever nice per se but she's usually alright to be around. Maybe she just hadn't smoked.

She is just my dealer but sometimes I do think about her, It's just how I am. Sometimes I wonder if she's okay. I think I'll invite her and Destiny over someday.