Soleil & Tremaine (A love story)

Chapter 69

Tremaine POV

"Was good Mario" I said to him as I was picking up more shirts from the factory that I had made in different colors.

"Wassup man" He said.

"Got the colors done?" I asked.

"Yep in the exact order you wanted them, made sure the logo was on there and everything" Mario said.

"Can I see real quick?" I asked.

"Yeah of course, aight so look" He said pulling them out one by one. "Blue, mint green, dark grey, red, yellow, black, and white, that's it so far"

"Wooo shit.. We been selling out on the shirts out here locally." I said.

"Man I bet, this shit hard. The logo hard as fuck too, you did yo thang man" Mario said.

"Thank you for real, took me and Mookie some time but we got it right" I said.

"Definitely" He said.

"Aight thank you Mario, I'ma stop by tomorrow and get the rest of the shirts" I said as he handed me the box.

Once me and Mookie get shit in order, we gone open up a website for it.

"Ain't no thang man, thanks for having me apart" He said shaking hands with me, and then used my free hand, reaching in my pocket and I handed him $200 wrapped in a rubber band for getting the colors done.

"$200 straight" I said to him.

"Thank you, thank you" He said.

"No problem, I'll see you tomorrow. Soleil will be wit me to get the biker shorts for the women" I said.

"Aight bet" Mario said, then we parted ways.

I made my way outside and started walking towards my car, and I seen two different niggas standing near it causing me to scrunch my eyebrows.

"The fuck" I said.

I walked towards the car and they all looked at me before one of them said "Wassup cuh"

"Was good nigga, what's the politic?" I said back wit the same energy because they clearly got a problem.

"Shit, you the being fake wit yo own brother, disowning him and shit" The other one said and I chuckled.

So these are Jeremiah's homies. And he sent them here.

Got it.

"Y'all don't want these problems, fall back and get the fuck away from my damn car" I said, popping the trunk open and putting the box of clothes in there, then I shut it.

"What you gone do cuz?" One said.

"You not bout that life nigga" The other said laughing.

"Oh I'm not? Jeremiah must ain't warn you niggas about me" I said.

"Aight but-"

"And I ain't wit all the rah rah so wassup? We ain't gotta chit chat" I said.

"Nigga you just some hood ass thug who ain't really about that life" He said.

"You right. I'm not bout that life. I'm what that LIFE BOUT. That's the difference between me and you niggas" I said and they just looked at me.

Yup. That shit went over they head, then they caught it. Now they scared.

Watch for a nigga like me. I ain't wit this extra shit.

"Test me if you want to" I said about to get in my car but they walked around and tried to block me.