I arrived at 9pm. It sound like a party was going on, but that was nothing new. Troy always had the best parties. I got the duffel bag and swung it over my shoulder as i walked to the entrance. Troy had tight ass security. He one of the biggest drug dealers out here up under Q of course. I got to Troy's door step and before I could knock a man opened the door and sure enough it was a party going on. My phone started to vibrate in my pocket but I ignored it. Everyone was dancing and smoking.
The lights was changing from red to blue to green. This wasn't my type of party at all. A man in a corner getting a lap dance was staring at me. It was creepy as fuck. The dancer glanced at me and smacked her lips. "What the fuck you looking at" I mumbled under my breath. Its normal for me to bother tricks just by walking in the door. "Ayee B come on." Troy called out to me.
I followed him to the back holding on tightly to the straps of the bag. He shut the door behind us.
"So you got what I need don't you?" "Duhh what other reason would I have to be here." I gave Troy the bag . he opened it and weighed each pound. "So how much do I owe Q?" "I'm not sure Q didn't tell me all that. Do you need me to call him?" Troy shook his head and gave me a bag. "That should cover it. And tell that nigga he need to get his ass here tonight." I shook my head. "Alright Troy ill let him know. I gotta go it was a long ride." "Alright no doubt. I'll have Ace walk you out." "ill be fine you know i can handle myself out here." I assured Troy. "Alright big steppa , well i'll see you on the next drop. And this a lil something for you on the side." Troy placed a knot of money in my hand. I slid the money in my bra and winked at him.
My phone was still ringing as i walked out of Troy's office but I didn't want to answer it in here. As I was leaving out that creepy guy was following me. "Hey can I talk to you for a minute shawty?" The man asked. He looked a little over 6 foot. He was wearing all black and had clean long brown dreads. "What do you want?" I asked as he came closer to me. "Ma I just wanna get to know you. What's yo name?"
"Brooklyn." I unlocked my car door and got in. "I'm Malachi. You should call me." He insisted. "No thank you." I closed the car door and pulled off. "Fucking weirdo." I said to myself. I pulled out my phone and I had missed calls from Rayshawn. Rayshawn was another toy on my shelf. I put my phone in the passenger seat and continued driving back to the city.
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Inside Brooklyn
FantasíaA 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...
