Burning Pleasure

6

Please excuse any typos in this chapter. I was trying to get this chapter out for New Years ! 

Meech's POV

"Yo, Meech! What you got going on today?" My older brother Jordan asked as he walked into the living room, and plopped down on the couch next to me. I was playing GTA on the PS5.

"Uh, why? We got a move today?" I asked nonchalantly, as I continued to play the game. Jordan shook his head, while he scrolled through his phone.
"Nah, not today. But we definitely do tomorrow in Miami. We need to be leaving tonight though."

I paused the game, then turned to look at him with a raised eyebrow.

"Nigga, when the hell was you gone tell me we had to leave for Miami?" I asked, starting to get aggravate. Jordan sucked his teeth, and huffed.

"Nigga, I ain't find out, until just now. So, this shit is new to me too." He argued back, I sighed and shook my head. I placed the controller onto the coffee table and stood up.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket and seen that Diamond text me back.

💎😮‍💨: Goodmorning, I'm just now seeing your text. I was definitely sleep when you sent your message.

I smirked before replying back to her message

Me: Goodmorning. I figured you went to sleep lol. How'd you sleep tho?

Before I could wait for a response my phone started to ring. It was Quentin, one of the niggas I put in charge of certain drops. I quickly slid the answer button across the screen .

"Yo." I said into the phone.

"Aye man, did Jay tell you that yall supposed to be leaving out tonight?" he asked, I sighed into the phone.

"Yea, he did. Why is there a rush on us coming to Miami? What the fuck happened?" I questioned. I started to feel skeptical. 

Quentin sighed, "I ain't wanna tell you but.. Some niggas got to the stash." He lowly said. For a moment, I thought I was being pranked but quickly started to get furious. 

I darkly chuckled, before I placed my hand over my face. 

"How in the fuck did y'all let this shit happen?!" I yelled. "WHO THE FUCK DID THIS SHIT?"  

Jordan came running into the kitchen when he heard me yelling. He had a confused look on his face. 

I looked at him infuriated. He mouthed, 'What happened?' 

"Meech, I don't know bruh. AJ said it may have been Ace's niggas.. but they not sure. We've been having issues with them and the latin muthafuckas  from downtown." 

"I know that by the time we make our way down there, shit better get handled or somebody water gone get cut off." I said before hanging up the phone. I sat down on the stool next to the island that was in the middle of the kitchen. 

"Meech, what happened bruh?" Jordan asked with a confused look still on his face. I ran my hand through my short hair and took a deep breath. 

"The reason why we need to leave tonight is because, someone took all of our stash." I said before placed my hand on the counter, and turned to look at him. Jordan's face frowned up.