Streets

7. History

It was two days after the shooting and Travis was still buzzing off the news Zaza told the gang. Sitting in his living room Lucky walked in the house laughing at his phone. "Bruh this nigga is just flossing like the biggest gangster and yet wanna try to act like he ain't fucking a trans." Travis smiled as he rolled his blunt, "I'm planning on posting them pics some time next week. I heard from my sources things ain't going too good for the leader and his little bitch ass side kick." Travis didn't understand why Chris would hide his girlfriend, he didn't give a damn she was trans, she was fine and word on the street she had the bottom surgery. "Shit trans or not she fine. But you know how I like them." Travis shook his head laughing "If she ain't white it ain't right." Lucky sucked his teeth, "Nigga I like black girls but I fuck white girls because white men been fucking with us for decades. So I fuck they women." Travis fell out laughing, he was always fond of his best friends logic towards white girls and white people in general. He had a lot to think about, he was mad they didn't get the money they were meant to steal from MCG, however he did have another sinister plan and he was ready to put it in action.

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Monica was relaxing at home when she gets a phone call from her homegirl Tyra, "No I'm not coming out it's mommy and son time today." Tyra rolled her eyes on the other end of the phone, "Girl don't even try it, I haven't seen you in what feels like years and you are coming out tonight." Monica sighed but smiled, she did enjoy spending time with her girls, "Okay, I'll be ready in 30." Tyra smiled and hung up. She has much to discuss with her friend and what better way to do that then to go get drunk.
At a local bar in the grove, Monica and Tyra were sitting at the bar and having some cocktails and catching up, Monica can't believe that Tyra of all people has finally got snatched up and boo'd up by a gang member. "Tyra I thought we swore off gang members?" Tyra smirked, "Girl that man is fine and he can sing. He is going places I promise you that and imma be right there." Monica knew that her dear friend was always looking for a come up. "Girl stop acting like you don't have the talent to come up on your own." Tyra sipped her drink and looked at her friend with humor behind her eyes, "Why come up on my own when utilizing someone else is so much better. Like lil Kim said in lady marmalade, why spend mine when I can spend yours." They laughed just as someone walked up to the giggling girls. "Damn Tyra, you still as fine as ever." Tyra recognized the voice and groaned to herself turning around and seeing Travis there staring at her with the same lust in his eyes as before when they were together. "Can I help you Travis?" He smirked, "Let me buy you a drink and catch up on old times. Maybe remind me why you left me in the first place." Tyra already wanted to throw her drink in his face. "Don't act like you don't remember and I'm here having a drink with my girl sooo if you don't mind." Monica felt awkward, and she didn't recognize Travis, last time she saw him he was 17 and sitting in the back of a cop car as the ambulance took away his best friend after he was shot and killed. "Monica right?" He asked and Monica nodded, didn't think he would remember. "Been a long time Travis." He smirked and looked Monica up and down, he did have a crush on her back in the day but he needed Tyra for this mission at hand. "Well Monica if you don't mind I really need to talk to Tyra, you mind if I still her for a quick dance." Monica smirked and looked at Tyra, "I sure don't. I actually need to call and check in on Nzuri." Tyra glared at her friend as Monica winked at her and walked away to call her friend who was watching her son. Travis held out his hand and reluctantly Tyra took it.
The song, 'I'm still in love by Sean Paul' started playing and Travis pulled Tyra close even though she tried to pull away, "What's wrong girl? You acting all stiff just relax, I ain't gonna hurt you." Tyra cringed at the statement, last time she was with Travis, she was young and so was he. She learned every toxic trait from him and the constant abuse, little did she know the bruises on her skin may have faded but the ones inside continued to hurt. "What do you want? I told you to never speak to me again." He chuckled that same sinister laugh that brought fear to Tyra. "Please stop the dramatics. I'm just dancing with the most prettiest girl in the grove." She tried to pull away again but he pulled her closer with much more angry force that made her stop, "You acting like you got a man or something." She remained quiet, "Oh so you do got a man." She rolled her eyes, "What do you want? Stop acting like you didn't know that I have a man." He smiled, "Alright fine straight forward. I got a proposition for you." Tyra didn't like the idea of doing business with someone who in her eyes was pure evil. "I don't do business with Satan." He turned her around and pulled her close whispering in her ear as he danced close to her, him being this close made her skin crawl, "You would if it was worth money, say 800 bands worth?" She couldn't help but listen in once he said 800 bands, money like that could give her the push she needs to leave south side. She began to get into the flow of the music and danced more against him "Mmhmm that's more like it, now, you and Benny. I see what you trying to do and you know damn well he can't take care of you like me. Now the money he gets now for odd jobs in the gang and slanging, it ain't nothing compared to what I got." She turned and looked up at him as he towered over her, "And what you got?" He smiled, "A record deal. And cash money, enough to keep your ass in glitter and gold. All I need is for you to make sure you always on ya man and then come talk to me." He wanted her to be his ear on the inside, a suicide mission it sounded like but money could make her do a lot and having just enough money could make her talk about anything. "Is that all...you want from me?" He smirked and pulled out a wad of cash, "Let me take you out. And we can talk about it." She smirked and officially signed her deal with the devil.