I thought about his question. It had been a while before I had ever thought about going back into the game and no lie it was becoming hard to decide. I worked so hard to be where I am now. Do I give it up for what i left for? All do I continue to bust my ass waiting tables and taking orders?
I was so deep in thought I didn't see everybody looking at me waiting on a reply. " Mhhmm! Anyday! " Ty goes making us all bust out into laughs.
" Shut up Ty damn. Im tring to think whoopty " I said laughing. " I ain't yo whoopty! If anybody yo whoopty its this nigga right here " he nod to Zi and we all laughed. Zihir looked at him and gave him a screw face. " I want you to reply with a smart comment and Im a knock the snapback off you, Ziho. Zeno. Zion. Zi whatever the fuck! " Ty such a dumbass everybody just feel out laughing Uncontrollably. Zi couldn't be mad he had to laugh to.
" Nigga first off its ZI_HIR! OK? ZI-HIR! And second I know you better quite talking to me like im some bitch! And third, dont be calling me no whoppty! " Zihir tells him. Ty smacked his lips and mumbles
" Just did " I laughed at them.
" Can you just answer my question before I hurt one of yo friends " he says. I laughed. " You scared for a little competition? " I tease. He chuckled lightly beofre going back to a serious expression. " You can never be me in these streets. Now your father thats a different story. But I grind to hard and bust my ass to bad. You good and all. But this is real life for me, Nique " He says foreal.
" And you don't think for me either!? Im deadass! Maybe I will get back in the game. And if I do you and every other street nigga in it go show me the same respect you do each other. It's way harder for a female to be in the game then a nigga! I'm go prove to you and the rest of the game niggas! when its over...y'all go remember me. And that I gurantee " I tell him for real.
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Zihir
I could only respect her because she sound just like me. A female me. Damn, and i could only frown now. I liked her. Like for real like.
" Damn bruah she just gave you her Martin Luther king street verson and all you could do was frown at her, thats fucked up " O breaks my train of thought.
" What? No- I just umm I got to go. O i'll met y'all at my crib or whatever " I grab my shit and hit the door. I was having a good time with her and my peoples but it was time to come to a halt. They eyes stayed on me as I left and closed the door behind me.
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I sat on my bed puffing on the blunt. I looked at the sleeping blonde next to me whom i just finished using to let my anger and stress out.
Another rival in the game could shorten my money. I don't want to have to hurt Unique but I did all I did and bust my ass for the money. But if Igot in business with her dad she wouldn't be a rival. More like a bisness partner. But would she settle for that? I don't want to have to use her for her connect. But I don't want to have to hurt her because of the game. She is starting to grow on me as much as I hate to admit it. What the hell was I to do?
I pulled out my phone and scrolled through my contact list then stop when I came to her. I had her saved under ' My sexi headach ' I laughed as I looked at the name. Thats exactly what she is. My sexy fucking headach.
Me: We needa talk ASAP! Rns
about two minutes later
My sexi headach: Weeelll yu dont tell me what I have to do..buut about what? And dont waste my time
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Sex, Drugs, Money, & Love (complete)..also editing
General FictionZihir had what all street guys want. He had bad bitches, drugs, and lots and lots of money. He was king of the Hood. Slangin rocks is what brought him his fortune. Zihir got anything he wanted. He has a crew that had his back to the fullest and woul...