Ghetto VA

Chapter Thirty-One

Davon's Pov

I been in my feelings these past 2 days. My cousin Keith passed away so I really haven't been myself lately. I been ignoring everyone.

I got tired of sitting in my house so somehow I end up out the leaf on the block, they having​ a party so why not, I needed to be around my niggas to distract me. I rolled up the blunt and lit it. I post up on the hood of my car.

"You straight my boy?" Chop asks stumbling over to me.

"Yeah" I reply dapping him up.

"Aye there go Da Da tall ass!" Lil killa says nodding towards the entrance as the familiar truck pulled into the apartment complex.

I turn my head just as he parked a couple of cars down. The driver's door opened and sure enough he jumped out of his big ass avalanche truck, then Rosy hopped out the passenger side and they both headed towards us.

'Fuck she doin wit him' I think to myself.

"Why Rosy wit Da Da??!" Chop says. I shrug and walk off towards the house they sell liquor out of just as they approached. I need some act right.

Rosys Pov

Fuck is his problem!

"What's wrong wit him?!" I ask putting my hands on my hips with a frown. Da Da shook his head.

"He think yau'll creepinnn, ooooo creepinnnn!" Chop drunk ass sings.

"Nigga shut yo drunk slow ass up!" Kj says slapping the cup out of his hand.

Really? That's what he think???! I been loyal to his ass and he acting like this. Should I go after him? Nah, he'll talk when he ready.

"CUUUZZZOOO!!!!" Lil killa yells stumbling over to me. She hugged me and kissed my cheek. I stepped back and looked at her. She smelt of liquor.

"C'mon" she says grabbing my arm dragging me across the parking lot to the other side of the street.

"WHERE YA'LL GOIN?!" Da Da yells

"TO GET FUCKED UP!" She yells back still dragging me.

We walked through the apartments up to a door. She handed me her cup of alcohol.

"Drink that and stay right here, I go get some turn up!" She says pulling a stack out her blue jeans. She knocked on the door and went in. The cup was half full, I downed it feeling that burn in my chest. I should've known it'd be straight liquor. DAMN.

She came back out with a big ass bottle of vodka and some blunts.

"Let's go" she nodded towards the playground to the back of the complex and we ran over there laughing. We sat down and she started rolling blunts, I popped the cap off the bottle and drunk from it, shit strong as hell!

Music was bumpin from somebody house, I felt the liq kicking in. She passed me a blunt and lit another one. We smoked at least 8, I lost count.

....... 40 Minutes Later....

"TURN THE FUCK UP!!!!" I yelled walking down the block arm in arm wit lil killa holding the bottle up in the air.

"OH HELL NO!!! WHO GOT THEM DRUNK!!!" Lil quez yelled hopping up off the curb stumbling over to us.

"IMA TELL MA!!" He yells at lil killa snatching the bottle out my hand drinking. Frowning I snatched it back, liquor spilled on his shirt. He just laughed and started dancing, then fell. That's how I knew he was beyond faded, Lil Quez's appearance means everything to him. We bust out laughing.