CHOICES (DISCONTINUED AS OF NOW)

RECOGNIZE

Syair POV
Louisville, KY
August 2021

"You smoked without me? Nah fuck that since when do you smoke?" I say clicking my seatbelt in.

"Ever since I realized life wasn't all unicorns and rainbows." He grabs the febreeze spray from the glove department.

"It be like that." I agree.

"You ain't gotta spray it Bronte. This is yo car."

"You sure? You look like you going to a niggas house." He looks me up and down.

"Yea Im sure and I am not going to no niggas house. I'm just going to hang with friends." I adjust my dress and pull the weed out of my purse.

"Who yo friends?"

"JoJo."

"Awl." He looks down at his phone.

The mood changes.

"Why you look like that? What happened with you and JoJo?"

"He ain tell you?"

"No."

"Oh well then there's nothing to be said. Does he at least talk about me?" He says, twiddling his thumb.

"Naw why would he?"

"Mhm, just curious."

"How much you bring?" He points at my baggie.

"Looks like a gram." He says.

"I haven't weighed it. You gotta scale?"

"You can't see that that's a gram witcho eyes?."

"You know I'm new to this weed shit. I literally asked the plug for "one weed" and he laughed in my face. I felt so fucking dumb." I folded my arms.

"Wow. You lyin." He laughs in my face.

"I'm not"

"That's what you get witcho dumb ass. always tryna get into sum shit."

"Nigga you smoke. Why can't I? I be needing to relax just as much as you do."

"Just make sure yo lips don't turn black that's shit is mad unattractive." He pulls out his weed and his phone starts ringing.

"Aight"

"Shit!. He exclaims.

He hurries and pulls out of the parking lot speeding.

"What the fuck Bronte. You made me spill my drink."

"Just sit back." He uses his grown man voice on me.

"Bronte, are you good?"

"Just shut the fuck up okay, Syair?" He scrolls through his phone as he's driving.

We pull up to a lot filled with storage units. I see a bunch of men hop out of black cadillacs with guns. I look around for exits and realize they have heavy machinery blocking them.

"Bronte what's going on?" I take off my seat belt.

"You see the big black coats that are in the backseats?"

"Mhm."

"Get them and cover yourself up so they can't see you."

"So who can't see me?" I panic.

JUST DO IT SYAIR! THIS ISN'T THE TIME FOR QUESTIONS!" He yells .

I start doing exactly what he says.

*calm down syair. Cause if you get shot you gone bleed out really quick cause yo ass ain't calm.*

"Grab my purse!" I whisper.

He throws my purse and it lands on my head.

*Damn all aggressive and shit*

"Stay down and shut the fuck up." He hops out the car slamming the door behind him. I cracked the window open so I can hear what Bronte and those guys are saying.

A couple of minutes pass and all I hear is Bronte screaming "NO JUST LEAVE HER ALONE! SHE HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS PLEASE!"

I poke my head out the window and I see men with big ass guns run towards me.

"PLEASE DON'T HURT ME OR HIM WE WILL LEAVE IF YOU ALLOW!" I beg.

He hits me with a gun and I pass out.