I work downtown at Q's restaurant. I pretty much run the damn place. Q got like 4 businesses in one. I feel its a little risky but who am i to speak fa real. It keep my bills paid. On the main floor is the burger shop, where I work sadly. On the second floor was where he got his weed together. The third & fourth was for him pimping girls & the fifth floor was for what everybody wanted and that was crack. I never got into that shit. I mean i smoke a wood every now and again but i was far from a plant head.
Q always told me i was to pretty to do drugs and get pimped out. But not too pretty to slang a few bags every here and there. One day his ass gone get caught up , but until then I'll hold him down. Me and Q not together he just a really good friend and sometimes a little bit more. He got me off the streets. There was always a spark between me in him but he don't want to be tied down to one piece of pussy. And i don't want a nigga all in my business. But to these hoes and niggas on these streets they knew i was first lady with Q. We both got our little tricks here and there but what's understood don't have to be spoke on. Who knows one day this nigga Q could get locked up and ill be left with nothing.
When I arrived at the store I clocked in and got behind the counter since no one else seem to be doing they're damn job. Line backed up as always. Just my luck the day I work the register Marcus nasty ass baby momma pop up with her nappy headed ass kids. I never understood how she could afford to recycle the same tracks in her head but couldn't do nothing with her damn kids. "Hey home wrecking bitch, you still fucking my man?" She asked me. "Well if the pussy wasn't so good he wouldn't keep coming back." I shot back. "That pussy been all around the streets, its no walls to come back too." I giggled at her come back. "I guess you forgot who goes to the clinic every month. You still itching?"
She flipped her stiff track and looked at the menu. "Now what can I get for you ?" "Give me a number 5 and two kids meals." I gave her a fake smile and gave her the receipt and change .
"Yo Brooke get back here!" Q screamed. I walked in the back and he was rolling a blunt. "So you gone handle that little problem for me?" "Yeah Q I got you what you need?" Q tossed a duffel bag at me. "What the fuck is this?" I questioned "8 pounds I need you to take that to Troy. He expecting you in 2 or 3 hours so get there on time." Q clarified. "It takes 4 hours to get there." I reminded him. Q licked his lips and shrugged his shoulders. "That mean you need to be on yo way then." Is that it?" "Yeah and take the black BMW." I carried the bag to the car and tossed it in the trunk with my work shirt. I wouldn't be riding around in no bright ass yellow shirt with a Big ass Q on the back. I started up the car and made my way across town.
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Inside Brooklyn
FantasyA girl who raised herself & always been on her on. She never like to commit but now she is kidnapped by a man who she later learned to love. But will they last? who will she really fall for in Brooklyn? Her Life will go up and go down , but your nev...
