𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐏 || 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟎𝐬 '

' 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐔 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐃𝐎 ? '

LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA
October 12, 2002

"You sure you don't wanna go out? I bet it'll take your mind off of what happened." Jamie pouted as she and Silk sat on the front porch, sharing a blunt.

Silk was all for going out tonight, he was ready to get this vacation poppin'. That was until all that shit went down earlier. It was niggas like Brandon and Rich that he couldn't stand, niggas that always felt like they always had to prove some shit just for some street cred.

It's different if mothafuckas actually went over there purposely trying to start shit.

But niggas trying to punk people who be minding their business? Silk hated that shit the most.

"Nah I'm good, shorty." He took the blunt back from Jamie and pulled a long draw from it. "Y'all enjoy yourselves, have fun for me. Don't be giving your number out to anyone either." He smirked, receiving a playful nudge from her.

"Let's get this show on the road people!" The front door swung open, revealing Nicholas who was more than ready to get to this party.

He, along with the rest of the guys, weren't gonna let the fight earlier stop them from getting all the way fucked up tonight.

The group followed Nicholas out of the house and towards the cars. Jamie gave Silk a hug before standing up and straightening out her dress to join her friends. Jaylen was the last one out of the house, closing the door behind him and looking over at Silk.

"You got that shit on you?" Silk questioned him.

Jaylen opened up his unbuttoned black flannel shirt, where he sported a white wife beater and two gold chains underneath, and revealed a gun tucked by the waist of his black jeans.

The one time they go out without any protection on them just had to be the one time they get jumped. They weren't about to make that same mistake again.

Silk nodded and bumped fists with Jaylen before Jaylen walked off to the red vehicle. He decided to drive the Cadillac tonight and take whoever wanted to ride with him since he never got the chance to drive it yet. Chris took the other half of the group and became the designated driver for the Range.

Once they arrived at the club, Jaylen parked beside Chris and removed his gun from his hip, placing it inside the glove compartment. If he could bring it into the party with him, he would. But he knew how the rules went already.

He had the drop top moved back up to cover the top of the car so nobody would try to steal the vehicle while they were gone. Shortly after locking up the car doors, he noticed the crew greeting Sasha close by where she was waiting for them to arrive.

"What's up, everybody!" She smiled as she locked her car and walked over to them. "Ouuu, y'all look so nice." She complimented, examining everyone's outfits.

They thanked her and proceeded to the club's lineup. As soon as they got inside, they immediately headed to the bar to take a couple of shots.

"Ion know about y'all, but I'm ready to hit the dance floor!" Nicholas slapped his shot glass down on the counter. "Come on, Ari!" He dragged Aryah by her wrist, causing her to laugh and pull Natasha along with them.