WAY BACK | KV

03

awww hey, so i saw how much love i was getting even though it's not very much i am so thankful. i opened my notes app and wrote this chapter just because i seen i had support, votes, and comments. it made me happy; it really means alot. y'all are my motivation so continue to like and comment ❤️

anywaysssss, back to the mf basics.

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OMNISCIENT VIEW
2:59 pm

HALF THE TRAP HAD CLEARED OUT leaving Baylor, Sage, Von, Durk, and Boonie. Everyone was still drunk after those last few shots, but things had calmed down once they put another three backwoods in the air.

"Aight, folks, y'all tweaking. I gotta lock this bitch up, I'm fried as hell," Boonie rubs the sleepiness out of his eye. Boonie still had some money to count, but got caught up getting pressured by his friends to join them.

Durk stands up to stretch, waking Sage who no one knew was sleep causing her body too slightly fall, "What time is it?"

"Bout 3 o'clock shorty," Durk grabs his keys that were placed on the table, "Lemme drop you to yo crib, it's late as hell."

Sage stretches her arms out before rising, following behind Durk, "Text me when you make it, Baylor."

"I will," Baylor looks at Von signaling her head towards the door, "You ready?"

"Fasho," Von removes his resting arm from the couch, rising to slap Boonie's hand, "Aight, foe. I'ma fuck wit you tomorrow."

"Be safe, gang," Boonie walks towards the room in the back of the apartment.

Von opens the door, allowing Baylor to walk out of it first. He admires her effortless twist and wondered when her figured had filled out. Before he went to prison, Baylor was skinny with no hips and damn sure no ass. Now everything was full and perfect, but he decided not to speak on it as bad as he wanted to.

Nothing but the sounds of there footsteps are heard as they both slowly walk down the staircase towards the back exit. It wasn't an awkward silence, both Von and Baylor were too high to even engage in conversation.

Once they reached the Jeep Trackhaw, Baylor breaks the silence, "I see you, Von. This bitch clean." She admires the blacked out vehicle, sliding into the car.

"Appreciate you, gang," He smiles, sliding in directly after her starting the car. Von scrolls on his phone for a second before Durk's voice plays through the speakers.

"Damn, the bass in this bitch a vibe, too," She nods her head to Durk's Coming Clean, turning the volume up in the process.

"Aye, don't be touching shit up in here," He playfully glares at Baylor. He didn't really mind if she touched anything.

"Boy, shut the fuck up," She says quietly, pushing his shoulder in the process. Baylor then adjusts her body to get comfortable for the mini nap she was about to take.

"Put my finger in her, when I take it out then we just gon' lick it together
Audacity to ask you when I'm done with bitches, like when we gon' get it together?"

MEANWHILE...

Sage and Durk are parked outside of her apartment, but Sage couldn't seem to finish her conversation with him. Once they had finally got to know each other more, she realized he may be an ain't shit nigga, but he was sweet and she liked that. He became more than looks and a bag to her now and him having a girlfriend helped because it means he wouldn't open his mouth about her.

"So when you going back to Atlanta?" She looks over at him her arm reaching his headrest. She wanted to play with his locs, but didn't want to push it.

"Shit, prolly Monday," He looks over at her. Despite being in love with his pregnant girlfriend, India, he enjoyed Sage's presence. She made him feel seen in a different light.