You've Changed |Lil Meech BMF fanfic.

Chapter 10.

Demetrius

I was sitting in my car at the car shop rolling up a wood.

I had a car to finish wrapping that Ive been working on for a week, so after leaving Navaeh's house with Kylil I came here and it's been my peace ever since. If I'm not working or smoking, I'm stressing about not having the chance to talk to Navaeh.

I know it ain't shit I can say to change what happened, but I just want to hold her, and kiss her and to tell her I swear I would never do no shit like that again; Even though she wouldn't believe me.

Now that I've had time to sit with myself and really reflect, I don't have no real reason why I chose to lie to her and work with BMF. I had a way to make money, I was comfortable. I just wanted to make an excuse for myself just because I was dumb and curious. Now I lost the one person who understand me better than I understand myself.

"Wassup" I answered my phone while lighting my blunt

"Hey, just calling to see how much longer for my car?" My customer Alyssa on the other line asked

I looked over at her car, while taking a pull and inhaling

"Bout 4 more hours" I said blowing smoke out

"I know you not over there getting high"

"Always" I said taking another pull

"Yeah whatever Meech, you better not fuck my car up." She warned

"Ain't nobody gone fuck yo car up. Go find you something else to do other than to bother me. Or Imma take yo shit for a spin, literally" I joked

She had a nice ass Tesla. It was cute for her

"I wish you would. It'll be a cold day in hell before you drive my car!" She laughed

"Yeah ok, watch me"

"Im not playing with you boy, have my car ready in 4 hours"

"I got you" I said before hanging up the phone

I sat for another 10 minutes to finish my blunt before getting up to finish the car so I can get the fuck up outta here

4 hours later

"Sheesh! Dat boy never miss!" Kylil exclaimed as he walked into the shop

I gave him a weak smile as I finished polishing the car

"Can't afford to" I said

"How much you charge for that?" He asked looking at every detail

"$6,000" I replied

"Dammmnn, my boy got fucking racks. I remember when you first started and you was only getting a couple big jobs here and there. Now you making thousands on one car. I'm really proud of you bro"

"Preciate you man" was all I said

"Cmon na Meech, you gotta cheer up. I got you a burger, you need to eat something" he said trying to hand me the bag of food. I didn't take it