I Needed You

Chapter 5

Byron

"So what the fuck happened?"I asked calmly and lit my blunt.

"Dat nigga Leroy told me some shit bout July so I shot up his party,"Beasty answered nonchalantly.

I chcukled,"Yall youngins don't get it do yall? Yall jus doin shit like yall runnin shit. Now yall done started some shit dat I was tryna hold off on fo a few days til I got some shit straightened out."

Beasty stood,"What the fuck you mean we started somethin? They started the shit as soon as they stepped foot on this side of town! And then they go an raid granny crib an knock her upside her head! Dat shit not coo! So I shot up dat nigga party since he sidin wit them eastside niggas."

I stood up as well.

"Oh? So you think you know what the fuck you doin? Dat shit yall lil niggas did was so fuckin sloppy, I'm surprised all yall niggas made it out of there in one piece."

"Shidd, it must not have been as sloppy as you think."

Lil nigga getting smart.

"Everybody get the fuck out! And all yall lil niggas workin double tonight, not get to fuckin work!"I yelled and all them niggas left my office.

Me, Bobby, and Beasty was still in my office. I snatched his ass up so fast and rough, him and Bobby's eyes got wide.

"Look at you forgettin the simpliest shit. You didn't see me comin fo dat ass? Aint dat the first thing I taught yo ass? And you think you can run some shit,"I chuckled.

"Lemme tell you somethin, youngin. I been in this shit since I was fuckin fourteen years old, so until yo ass gotta enough street fuckin smarts like me, you gon listen and do what the fuck I say, seein dat you only been in this shit fo two years. Now you, Trill an Saint gon work the main block tonight, an you gon make sure all my money is made an brought to me."

"Maann c'mon pop,"he pleaded as I still had a tight grip on his shirt.

"Jus cause you ma son don't mean shit. If you tryna run this shit one day, then you need to be on top of yo shit, an pay attention."

"Aight man, I got you."

I glared at him for a few seconds and let him go.

"I'm not playin wit yo ass Marion, I done told yo ass this shit too many times. You might wanna listen to dat nigga Trill sometimes, he might sound like a lil bitch sometimes, but he be right most of the time."

"Yea whateva, thought we don't listen to pussy ass niggas,"he said fixing his shirt.

Me and Bobby laughed.

"Jus go do what the fuck I pay yo ass fo,"I said dismissing him from my office.

I sighed heavily as I sat back in my chair.

"You aight bruh?"Bobby asked me.

I shook my head no.

"Well whats goin on nigga?'

"Every fuckin thing. I'm tryna figure out where I'ma let moms go when she get out the hospital tomorrow."

"Send her ass to Nashville wit Nyla,"he suggested.

I gave it some thought, and it wouldnt be a bad idea to send her ass to Tennessee for a few months until I get all this shit fixed.

"I'ma give Nyla a call an see if she willing to do dat."

He nodded,"So how babygirl doin?"

I shrugged,"I didnt get to ask Marion since they wanted to shoot the damn party up."