Hate & Love

Treasure

Shay POV-

I was nervous. Really nervous. I know I agreed to do this but what if things go wrong. I can't deal with anymore bullshit.

I'm supposed to be at Jay P's house in 30 minutes. He doesn't even have the decency to come get me. Dee is letting me use her car. Her and the boys are going to follow me and I supposed to text them when Jay P is out cold.

"You good Shay?", Dee asked me.

"Yea", I said.

"It's alright if you're scared Shay.", she said.

"I'm not scared, I just don't wanna fuck this up.", I said.

"You won't. It's simple, just drug him when he ain't looking and text us when he's knocked out. Y'know what here." She handed me a gun.

"Y'know how to use it ?", she asked.

I nodded. I checked the magazine, then cocked it.

"Ok miss badass", Dee said.

"I should get going.", I got up and grabbed the keys.

"Okay, we gone be behind you.", she said.

We left the trap and I was on my way to this nigga's house.

I pulled up to his house and parked. I could see Dee and the boys a little farther down the street. I walked up to his crib and knocked on the door. My hands were shaking.

C'mon Shayden get yo shit together bitch, you got this.

He opened the door, he was dressed in a wife beater, some shorts and a durag on his head.

"Wassup shawt", he said and licked his lip.

"You gone let me in?", I asked and he moved so I could enter the house.

"Make yo self at home. You want something to drink?", awe he's a gentleman. I nodded and he directed me to the living room, while he went to get me a drink.

I took a seat and waited for him to return.

He came back with a glass of wine and something for himself.

I don't know if this is his way of getting into a woman's panties or he just a nice man. Either way he gone regret all this hospitality soon.

"So you from around here?", he asked.

"No, I'm from Cali. I moved in with my uncle about a year ago.", I lied.

"Word, I never been to California", he said.

"Really? it's not much if you ask me, it's overhyped.", I said.

"Shiitt it's better than Milou I bet", he said.

I chuckled, "Now that, it is"

"You're beautiful", he said.

I smiled, "Thank you, you're not so bad yourself"

In all honesty, he's not my type. He's not ugly but he's not cute either.

"H-", he was about to say something but a phone started ringing.

"I'll be right back", he said.

He finally left the living room and I quickly pulled out the sleeping powder. I poured some of it in his cup and swirled it around a little. I didn't want to use all of it, just in case he doesn't drink this.