*Dez POV*
Selling weed really pays off. I got more money to push my career in the direction it needs to go. And since what I'm doing is legalish Meech says I'm cool. Tons of rappers do this drug shit he says. Meech is pretty cool. He and Unc are buddies from college. Dude been in this shit for awhile. Today I called him up cause I need more to my supply.
I drove to his house. Man one day I'm going to be living like this. I imagined my life. Grammys, platinum records on the wall, Zariah. I cut the day dream short. Zariah. She most likely will discover at the end of this whatever we have going shes a confused straight girl. This wont end with her realizing in some way she likes girls and deciding to end up with me.
I sighed and got out my car and walked up to the door. I knocked and someone from inside yelled coming.
"Meech" I smiled when he opened the door
"Dez" he ushered me in "wasnt expecting you back so soon" he laughed
"Well when you're job is in a club. You sell out pretty fast" I laughed
"Enjoying that money" he asked
"Definitely" I smiled "I'm renting a studio now" I dug in my pocket "here's the cd you asked for"
"Sign it" he smiled "that way I can have The Dezzybeats signature when you make it big. My cd will be worth something"
I grinned and quickly signed it and handed it to him. I looked around his home. It's real nice in here. Last time he ushered us immediately downstairs this time. He stood in the kitchen cooking.
"Family recipe" he smiled
I looked at some of the family photos he had up on the wall. Good looking family. Then a face struck me. Zariah. I stared at the picture. Zariah knows this drug dealer.
"My niece" he smiled "I see ya staring"
"Oh haha" I chuckled
"She's straight bud" He laughed
"Oh I didn't think" I blushed knowing his niece is extending the boundaries of what straight means
I was making out with his niece at my apartment. I want to do unspeakable things to his niece. Well unspeakable to her uncle who raised her.
I looked at the rest of the pictures. This must be Z's mom. She looks a lot like her. A shame she isn't alive to see her daughter blossom.
"That's my sister" He came and stood next me "miss her everyday"
I didn't want to let on I knew about her. So I just stared at the picture with him. Letting him silently reflect.
"Here" He handed me the duffle bag filled up with my new supply
"Thanks" I smiled
"Our deal is still good. Long as you selling and making your music. You don't owe me a cent" he smiled " for the road" he handed me a bag with a few blunts in it
"I really appreciate it" I smiled
I walked out to my car and tossed the duffle bag in the trunk. Zariah's uncle sells drugs and now I sell drugs for him. This shit is crazy.
I drove home tossed the bag in my closet stripped down to my bra and boxers and sat on my couch to play some 2k. I went to light a blunt and opened my phone I saw on Instagram Zariah went out to get her nails done with Oshin and Mackenzie. I'm glad they are having their girl time. Its almost like she knew I was thinking about her cause she called me. I put the blunt back in the bag without lighting it and answered my phone.
Me: Hey beautiful
Z:Watch who you call beautiful
Me: I saw you got your nails done with your girls
Z:it was oshin's idea. She says hi
Me: Tell her I said what good. You coming over
Z:picking up some food for us now
Me:what you getting
Z: pasta
Me: yummy see you when you get here
Z:byeeeee
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