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Chapter 7

After finding out I had to teach this nigga bout the business, my mood did a full 180. I literally wanted to kill myself.
I was walking around with 'Latrelle' walking behind me when I got a call. I took my phone out my pocket to see who was calling. Out of all people, it was my crazy ass ex, Chanel. That was the last name I wanted to see pop up on my screen. I could've sworn I blocked her but she a psycho ass nerd and probably had some help from her tech friends and hacked my shit. It happened before when we was together so I wouldn't put it passed her. She thought I was cheating on her and wanted to find evidence. I mean, I was, but damn. She ain't have to know that.

I decided to decline it. And as soon as I did, she called right back.

"Aye Latrelle, give me a second."

I walked into the next room and answered the phone.

"What Chanel?"

"Hey Jahsehhhh."

She drug out my name, I hate that shit. And she KNOW I hate that shit.

"Don't 'hey jahsehhhh' me. What you want."

"What I want is for you to pay child support."

"Didn't I tell you that ain't my son? When that boy was born you was with someone else. And on top of that, you was a hoe. Shi, you still a hoe."

"How tf you gone just disrespect me and our baby like that?"
"Na, I aint disrespect him, just you."

"You such a bitch, yk that right?"

"Takes one to know one."

I hung up in her face. I walked out the room to find Latrelle sitting on the couch.

"Ight, let's go."

I can't stand when that bitch hit my line with bullshit. Honestly, I probably would've made it work if she wasn't so damn crazy or let her airhead ass friends get in her head. When we was together, it's like I was dating her and her dumb ass friends. I don't mind having a side chick but them hoes made the experience a bad one.

But the main person I want is Key but she ain't got ha ass on me. She'll over this nigga that I have to train. He better be glad I ain't killed his ass yet.

Latrelle and I walked around the trap while I showed him the ropes. I taught him how to check inventory and find the best spots to sell. I even gave him a few regular clients. Nigga better be glad I'm able to set personal life away from business. But as soon as I'm done teaching him shit, I'm kicking his ass to the curb.

*Miasia's POV*
Latrelle and I have been texting all day. I've been trying to call him but he keeps saying he's busy. I'm tryna figure out how tf you busy but texting me all damn day. That's that sneaky right there. Anyway, my mom asked me to run a few errands for her while she went to work. I didn't feel like it but I did anyway.

First on the list was to drop off a package to her sorority sister. Idk what was in the package but she told me not to look. She sent me the address and as I approached the house, I saw a card in the driveway so I'm guessing she's home. I walked up to the door and rang the doorbell and waited.

To my surprise, a woman did not answer the door. A boy did. Technically he wasn't a boy cuz he looked to be around 18.

"Yo..." He said.
"Ummm. Hi. I have a package for Alexandra Cole."
"Fuck you need my mama for?"
"Nigga damn. My mama just told me to leave this here. Here, rude ass nigga." I left the package there and walked away.

My mom always described her sorority sister to be so nice and sweet, but the way her son was just acting, I can't tell.

After I left her house, I decided to call Dwayne to see what he was up to. I haven't talked to him too much since the whole Walmart situation when I met Latrelle. Mane, Jahseh love saying we're just friends but when I gave Latrelle my number, he looked like he wanted to bitch slap him and disown me. I got a lot of love for him but he gotta realize I'm getting older and I don't want to keep waiting for him to be the person I want him to be. So I'm over it, we're just friends, like he said.