if you see these men, RUN. || (DAVE EAST) (CHRIS BROWN)

Chapter 49

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I felt mad uncomfortable with my strap taped to my leg like this. It was in my underwear bro. This was the furthest I ever went to hide a weapon. But it was worth it I guess.

"What if I take the wrong step and shoot myself in the dick?" I whispered.

Rubbing his temples, Eli took a deep breath.

"I'm sorry."

"Focus man. Focus! You rather get shot in the dick or die?"

"Shot in the dick but...how am I gonna pee? It's gone be coming out of two holes."

Before Eli could say anything, the big nigga opened the door. This time without saying nothing. It was just silent when he let us in.

Maybe he recognized us and figured we was cool by now. Cause ole dude ain't even pat us down like he usually did. He just pointed to the direction of the basement and let me and Eli move freely.

This felt like a setup but I just rolled with everything. And I prayed nun would pop off and that we'd make it out this bitch in one piece.

The wheels on the suitcase rolling against the ground, heightened my anxiety. Just knowing  there was $250k in there made my mouth water damn there.

I wasn't a real feen fa the money but I really thought about all it could buy me. A ticket to a whole new life for anyone was in that suitcase.

Carrying the suitcase down the stairs, I took one end while Eli took the other. We did this until we made it to the bottom.

As soon as we walked through that basement, shoota had been there. By himself this time. No girls. No niggas. Just a gun by his side and a smile on his face.

"Look at my favorite customers. Long time no see muh fuckas." He smiled. "What's that? A new chain? On both of y'all?"

I looked down at my chain and Eli looked down at his. We definitely did indulge in a few luxuries here and there. But not too much.

"All my money better be in there." He chuckled, picking up his gun and pointing it at the both of us.

"We got it all. Ain't take us long either." Eli assured him, handing over the suitcase.

"Mmhm. I'm sure." He sighed, taking and opening it.

Once it was completely open, shoota gazed at the money with an open mouth. Almost shocked we pulled this shit off. It wasn't hard but it wasn't easy either. Lowkey, when me and Eli teamed up...we made a good team. We wunt the ones to play with.

"Not gone lie, I'm shocked y'all niggas pulled this off. I thought y'all was finna come back begging for a time extension but...it's all here."

"Nah. We worked our asses off. Got you all ya dough and sold everything in both suitcases." Eli nodded.

"Wunt nun to it but a couple scuffles here and there." I shrugged, hoping the nigga was happy and would let us go.

"Oh yeah I know." He chuckled.

Me and Eli looked at each other, laughing with him to try and lighten the mood as much as possible. But then it clicked...how the fuck he knew about the scuffles?

"Know what?" I questioned.

"Bout the luh scuffles. I had eyes on y'all. You two niggas was my biggest customers. I had to watch y'all. Make sure y'all ain't fuck shit up. Told you ion play bout my money."

"Understandable." Eli nodded, getting me to nod too. 

"Yeah." I agreed.

For a moment, there was an awkward silence. I ain't know what the fuck to say no mo. I was just following Eli's lead at this point. But his dumb ass had been following mine. So we both was stuck and had no idea what to do or say next.