Ch.5: Girls On Drugs

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"Shawty wanna get high because she feeling low."-Wale Girls On Drugs.

Makayla POV♡

Tonight was costume night. So I decided to be Medusa except with the snakes all on my head, but I did have contacts for my eyes. They were a yellowish color but dark.

While I was putting my contacts in though I over heard some of the girls talking. "I got to buy some weed from After I get off because that shit be good as the fuck." One said.

"No girl that molly be having me hyped as fuck. And the white too." I hear another. From the corner of my eye I seen a girl sniffing up some coke.

I just shook my head and kept on doing what I was doing. Tonight I was only doing lap dances. I walked out onto the Solid Gold floor and seen alot of people. It was packed with both men and women. I went to the bar and asked for a shot. Then I seen Blue walking towards me. "Hey beautiful." He said. I blushed,"Hey Blue." I say back.

"So can you come over my house tomorrow night?" He asked. "Yeah, but I got work tomor-"

"I'm the boss remember Makayla." He say moving one strand of hair out of my face. I rolled my eyes. "I still better get paid. Besides it's not good to mix business with lust." I say smirking. "So, I'm Blue baby." He whispered in my ear before licking my earlobe.

I bit my bottom lip. "Well I guess."

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Tyler POV☆

I was out here working these corners as usual. I was doing it only sense Manny don't work with us no more. Blue said that next week I'll be handling big deals with him and some cartels across the border. He's paying me good enough money and giving me some on the side for college. Yep, college. I plan on doing something with my life instead of hustling all day and night.

Blue is helping me keep track of it too. You can say that he's like my big brother now. He cool.

A black truck came rolling up while I was tying my shoe. "Ay, Blue said you free to go and that he needs the pay from today." Blanco tells me. Blue knows that I give him the money face to face and not from person to person.

"I'll give it to him tomorrow." I tell him while tying my shoe looking down.

"You using Blue money little nigga?" He asked. I smacked my lips. This nigga always assuming some shit. "The hel-" Before I could finish my sentence I then realized I wasn't talking to Blanco but some dude with a ski mask on. This was my first time looking down the barrel of a gun, and I was terrified. 

"Give me yo' money nigga!" He held the gun up to my head. "I don't have it on me." I say with a straight poker face. On the inside though, I was praying to God to come save me.

The guys that were in the truck told him to hurry up. So he hopped in the car but not after shooting me in my left arm, "Tell that nigga Blue I said fuck off my streets!" He yelled out the window.

The pain in my arm was killing me. The corner store I was across the street from was closed and I know for a fact I couldn't 

I fell to the concrete and slid up to a wall. I took off my shirt and wrapped it around my arm to apply pressure. "Owww shit!" I yelled out. I heared footsteps approach me. "Somebody out there!" I yelled out again. "Oh my god! Is that you Tyler?!" Ariel came up to me. I was thanking the big man above for sending down an Angel in the flesh. "I need you to take my keys and drive me to the emergency room please." I cried out. She grabbed my keys and helped me up.

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Emergency room*

The doctors removed the bullet out my arm but the bullet hit a main artery, therefore they gave me a blood transfusion and some pain pills so the soreness can go away . Ariel was still here waiting for me. "Where's your people?" She asked me. "Working." I tell her. It was true, Makayla was at her job. "Are you gonna tell them?" She questioned. "Nah."

She stared at me for a minute. "Do even care for your parents to know?" She asked.

"How do you know if my parents are still here?" I asked back with a straight face. Her facial expression then changed. "Oh, I'm sorry for questioning."

"It's fine. You didn't know."

"So what happened to them?"

"Died in a car accident." I tell her. Before she could asked another question the nurse came in. "Alright Mr. Jackson, we just need an adult to sign you out since your 17." She told me. I sighed,"Okay, that's fine." She fhen left out the room.

"Who yo-"

"I'm calling a friend. Sense you wanna play questionnaire how about I ask you something." I inferred.

She shrugged he shoulders, "Go for it."

"What were you doing outside at 1 o'clock in the morning?" I asked. "That's not your concern. Just know I was there alright." She said getting sensitive. I threw my hands up in surrender. "Just asking ya' know."

I pulled out my phone and dialed Blue's number. If your wondering why I didn't call 911 when I got shot because it wasn't no need for it, I wasn't all that injured but I was hurt.

"Money speaking."

I chuckled at the way he answered the phone. "Blue I need you to pick me up from the hospital."

"Say no more." He said before hanging up the phone. "You need a ride home?" I asked Ariel. "Nah. I can walk," She says getting up. "See you in school tomorrow." She says walking out.

About 30-40 minutes later Blue came. "Nigga what took you so long?" I asked him. "I had to talk to this gorgeous ass girl that work for me."

"Oh she a stripper?"

"Yeah. She fine as hell, it's a must that I cuff her ass. This the shawty I was telling you about the other day, like she is nothing like the other females that work up there. Remeber when I told you she teased the fuck outta me but before we was just talking about our lives and shit, well I ain't tell her too much of my business." He says.

"Oh yeah. What's her stripper name?"

"Medusa. Her real name Makayla though. She the baddest female by any means that I ever seen. Like she can get this dick too." He say smirking.

Makayla? 

"How she look?" I ask. "Brownskin, long brown hair, and a fat ass booty bruh. I mean like god blessed her for real."

"Does she got a any tattoos?" I asked thinking about the tat that's on my sister's thigh. "I think so. Why you asking all these questions nigga, you want her?"

"Nah, she sound familiar though."

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-Please excuse the mistakes.


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