After many loss, deaths, and struggles. The three friends finally have the opportunity to leave their old life behind. Though, it still somehow tends to creep upon them bringing more misery and life threatening situations towards their way. (PROCESS...
I gripped my favorite bat and swung at his bitch ass, yes again nigga.
"Fuck you doing meeting up with this nigga?"
"...Ian meet up with him...he just followed me -"
"Man I'm getting tied of yo ass coming outta no where swinging that bat at me" Lamar chuckled, holding his waist.
"Man nigga sssshut up" I demanded, kicking his ass. "Come on and get yo ass in the damn car". I grabbed her waist pulling her in front of me, looking back at Lamar.
"You so lucky DeonTre ain't here - or we would stomp the fuck outta yo ass". My question is why she even talking to this nigga, and how the fuck he followed her.
Wanted to run his ass over, but forgot that that's illegal.
"How he follow you?"
"...Find My Friends"
"Take that shit off - block his ass"
"...I did -
"Lemme see". I reached for her phone with my eyes still on the road. Said she was done with that clown ass nigga so many times knowing damn well she not.
"Good - fuck you want me to drop you off at?"
"...ma house". Sound like she wanna cry, just wanna know what happened to all that claiming she was a gangster - a whole G - big woo and all that shit - where that energy at now baby girl?
Had pulled up at my apartment turning the car off. "I said ma house -
"I know what you said - get yo ass out the car" I demanded getting out closing the door behind me. All she need is a few drinks and like maybe five blacks, know she like them wooden tips.
I headed in the kitchen opening the drawer grabbing some blacks, then opened the refrigerator grabbing a wine bottle and a caprison.
