Real Dope Love | ⚠UNDER CONSTRUCTION⚠

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Amina's POV
"We ain't his messengers"Myra said

"go tell him yourself" When I said that the one that started talking first shifted uncomfortably

"Just tell him to be at the dock at south Valley by 12 pm tonight, if wants his family to stay alive"

Well ion know if he hates them so much that he would let them die despite all the crazy shit they did to him

"Detention is over" the man said before walking out the class

"Remember to tell him"

"Wait, How did you know we know him" Myra ask

"Yea, how'd you know"I asked also

"Lucky guess"he said shrugging

"Ain't shit no lucky guess nigga"

"We were W-" the quiet one started but the other cut in
"Just deliver the fucking message"

"Watch yo tone nigga we ain't gotta do shit" Myra said

"Why you want him to go there anyway" I asked looking him in the eye

"you're such a pretty girl but also a nosey bitch"

"You better go find him and tell him yourself" without another word Myra pulled me out of the classroom

The hallways was oddly empty not even a janitor was insight
We exited the building and walked out into the parking lot,
Only one car was still parked and it was ours

"Looks like we're the only ones left here" Myra said look around

"But how the hell did the boys from detention get out so fast" I said, She shrugged

We got in the car and Myra drove off
She turned on an empty road and the car started to slow down

"What's happening, why you slowing down"I asked

"Girl that is not me" the car stopped

"Where the hell did yo father get this car" I looked at her

"He said it was his father's, he used to drive it to school"

"And when was that 1969"

"1974 to be exact"

"So, how are why gonna get home"

"Maybe we can walk"

Oh hell nah
"Bitch you tripping, you better call yo daddy"

She chuckled pulling out her phone
I got out of the car so I could look where we were

Tress filled the both sides of the road and birds sang while flying around

"He said there all at a my auntie's café just down the street, let's go" she said handing me my backpack

"This road is very long, ion think no damn cafè is anywhere near here, just push it and I'll try to start it" I said

"Bitch you know this car ain't gon start, come on, stretch them legs" she pulled my arm

"Alright..."

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"Oh my fucking god Myra, aren't we there yet" I whined, feeling my legs starting to burn

We have been walking for about 30 fucking minutes. I knew her ass was lying talking bout 'just down the street'

"You sure we ain't lost"I asked then I stopped and took a deep breath