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the ride felt like forever back to his spot, we rode the whole way in silence which was completely awkward for me i couldn't read Mir's expression but he seemed pretty much unbothered by everything meanwhile i was highkey sick Herb no longer wanted anything to do with me when he don't even know his own friend well enough to distinguish a lie from the truth.
I was pulled out my thoughts once the car came to a stop in front of a bando granted i'd never seen this spot before but then again Amiri never showed me where he did his dirty work, it was best that way anyways but i knew that Matte Green 2020 Dodge Challenger SRT fom anywhere especially with that glossy orange stripe down the middle it belonged to Herm which meant the whole crew was here.
"Come on." he said hopping out the backseat of the black truck.
i hopped out behind him and got Casey out the backseat as well, i carried him on my hip to the house and soon as we stepped inside nothing but smoke filled my nostrils.
"Amiri i'm not tryna have my baby inhaling fucking marijuana." i told him with my face balled up, seeing how none of them bothered to put the blunts out let her know when it was Amiri turn to keep Casey these niggas were doing whatever infront of her son.
"Man chill, we only here for one thing anyways." he replied smacking his lips with his sassy ass. "Aye, bitch niggas put that shit out infront of my son." he finally told them after my stare down, he gave them all a stern look that he was serious and they scary ass moved, i couldn't believe it. "Gone 'head ask em slime." he directed me nudging in my direction.
"Why the fuck you can't?!?" i asked irritated with him.
"Cause if i ask you gone think i told 'em to lie fa' me, so just ask witcho' scary ass they ain't gone touch you."
i glared at him for a moment but of course he didn't fold under the pressure just smirked i rolled my eyes before turning to face the crowd, i released a deep sigh before finally blurting out.
"Did Amiri ask y'all to shoot at Herb?!"
the room went silent for a moment, it felt like i was in a room full of robots how blank their expressions were. the awkward silence in the room immediately made me regret even asking the question. it wasn't till Herm fat ass finished his bag of skittles when anyone spoke.
"Mannnnn don't nobody care 'bout that yella' nigga." he said balling the bag up and throwing it in the trash.
Ben laughed and sparked his wood. "You made me put my shit out for this Top?!?"
Amiri just shrugged his shoulders and walked over to the couch, he plopped down next to Ben and snatched the blunt out his hand. "You kno' how she is slime can't tell ha shit." he said before taking a pull from the blunt.
