A series of throwback songs later the crew had pulled into a small house. Not even gon lie that shit looked like it was infested with booku diseases. Parking the black truck on the rubble curb, Pootie cut the car off, and looked back at the girls and the twins. "Whatever y'all see in here, y'all better keep it to heart and 6ft under" Pootie said in a serious voice.
All three girls nodded their heads at his demanding voice.
Lyric even crossed her heart " Taking it to da grave daddy, you ain't gotta worry bout me" Lyric said shaking her head. Smirking at the name she just called him he licked his lips.
"Daddy?...aight."
"SOOO, what we not finna do is this cus...no ma'am, I gotta go pee" Diamond said unlocking her side of the car door.
"Facts" Neicey said, grabbing her purse and doing the same as Diamond.
The twins got out of the truck shaking their heads as Pootie and Lyric basically sweet talked to each other.
The four teens walked up towards the wooden door, and KeVante put in the code and unlocked the door.
The floors were wooded, and they had bits of debris around, but the worst part was the animal droppings.
"They ain't got no roaches..right?" Diamond said clutching her belongings
"Shiiddd probably do, ion know." Lyric said watching her step
"I swear ion remember it ever being this bad." KeVante said, looking down while pinching his nose.
"Man, we ain't been here in so long, hopefully they don't got no bitches snooping around in here." Pootie said, looking around.
Pootie had a flashback to one time when an old female he was messing with snuck into the trap house and stole some drugs for her cousin, which was coincidentally one of his opps. Though, he quickly snapped out of it, and came back to reality.
While Pootie was looking around, he heard something. It was a rat running around.
"Man I thought they ain't have no rats and shit." Lyric said moving out of the way of the small rodent.
"First of all I ain't never said that shit, I said and quote 'I swear i don't remember it being this bad', who said anything about not having lil niggas running around" Kevante said hopping on the dusty leather couch.
Rolling her eyes Lyric turned towards Neicey who was trying to find some sort of service around the house.
"Ain't no luck ma, this whole place is a no service zone" DeVante hints, while snatching the phone out of her small hands. Neicey gave him a 'Wtf" look, and glared at him.
"I would advise you get that ugly ass look off yo face cus, i'm this close to fucking yo fine ass up" DeVante grumbles while pinching his fingers to make a small gap between them.
"Opp- I sense some sexual tension"
Turning her head towards the voice, only for it to be none other than Diamond. Rolling her eyes she put a hand in front of DeVante's face in a blocking manner while walking away towards the couch . Neicey had planned on telling her drunken father that she would be spending the night with Lyric, but she knew either way he wouldn't care. Probably was passed out with a bottle of Booze.
"Yall got any food in this bitch" Lyric said stepping over a aggravated Cece
"Yo fatass is always hungry," Diamond said, pushing her friend away from the empty cabinets.
"Aye y'all come in the living room"
Pushing her head out of the kitchen she pouted, " Uhm we are basically in the living room nigga, this house smaller than the homeless shelter on St Charles." Dia said, walking into the even smaller living room.
"Listen I got some bad news, y'all can't leave til morning time, I called my boy he said the cops circling the block"
Neicey jumped up from the couch in alarment
"Oh helllll no!" Neicey said, scrunching her face.
"You expect to stay in this raggedy ass house all night? Absolutely not." she said, agitated.
There surely wasn't enough food nor were there enough rooms for all of them, even if they got into pairs. The boys had to calm the girls down because if they were being completely honest the trap house wasn't very hidden, nor was it far so they thought they would be caught instantly. Luckily they had some stored air mattresses in one of the closets. But they were booku dusty and dirty, and by what they had already seen by Neicey's reaction, that was a hell no.
Ignoring Neicey's actions, KeVante headed to the bottom pantry, sticking his hand into a hidden compartment.
"Oh shit, we still got the stash."
The boys tore their eyes from their devices in their hands to what KeVante was holding.
In fact it was a whole pound of weed from 2 years ago.
Marinated in Euphoria.
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