Khali POV
'Hey Kid, I don't trust this bitch so I need you to send a worker or come out here yourself. Do that for me, okay baby boy?' That message was fo llowed by an address.
She's always texting me from different numbers. This time she forgot to put the 'L' at the end, but obviously I know who it is. Who else would call me 'kid' or 'baby boy'? I'm glad that she's put more thought into her plan.
As I looked around the house, I realized that everybody else was too fucked up to go anywhere right now. Since Leek is on edge about this whole situation, he felt the need to get wasted and high... in Trenton's house. Trenton got so damn mad that he ended up leaving the house. Him and his stuck up, obnoxious wife. I can't stand neither one of them muthafuckas. Swear I wanna leave and stay gone, but I barely know shit about this area. All I know is that it's on the outskirt of Detroit.
Without even bothering to tell anybody anything, I went up to my room to get dressed. I had on some shorts and a tank top but I changed into some black Nike sweats and a long sleeved black shirt. I grabbed my oversized black snapback then put it on my head as I walked out my room and down the stairs. Fuck tying and pinning my dreads up tonight. I'm getting tired of doing that shit. I ain't the only nigga alive with dreads. Only reason I was doing it though is so I wouldn't draw any possible attention to myself.
"YOOOOOOOO! KHALI KHAAAAAL! WHERE YOU GOING?!"
Out of nowhere, when I was about to go out the kitchen door, Leek's stupid ass popped out trying to scare the fuck outta me. One of these days I may accidentally knock his muthafuckin ass out or worse. His dumb ass always has to do the most. He play too fuckin much. Not only that, but lately he's hasn't been taking shit serious enough. He keeps saying he's ready to go back to his girl and baby, but he hasn't been doing anything to help for the past week or so. Lux was right, all that waiting shit wasn't necessary.
"Out. I guess one of us has to be serious about this shit. I'ma go do like I always do and meet up with Lux by my damn self. Y-"
"OKAAAAAY! TELL LUXURIOUS I SAID HAAAAAY!"
I walked around him then left out the house. As soon as I shut my car door I crunk up and left the house. What would surprise me is if I don't blow a fuckin fuse under that roof one of these days. Leek be getting on my last muthafuckin nerve. Trenton feels like he can tell me what I can and can't do. I despise that muthafucka. Whenever Leek and I get to permanently leave his house, he won't have to worry about hearing from or about me anymore. I know I keep on saying that but that's just how much I mean that shit.
The drive seemed like it wasn't taking all that long. I was only a few minutes away when my phone started vibrating. I looked at it to see that it was Asia, so I answered it. Seems like she always call me when I'm on my way somewhere or I'm doing something. It's not like she'd have any way of knowing that, though, so it's just a coincidence.
"Hey Mrs. Graham."
Her little school girl giggle made me chuckle. "Whatever Khali, I don't see no ring on my finger."
"Not yet anyways."
My top teeth lightly tugged on my bottom lip when I briefly glanced at the GPS. I think my nerves are beginning to get to me. At first, for some reason I wasn't even nervous about this plan at all. The more it's said, the more shitty it sounds. And I'm curious to know how I'll be any help to Lux tonight. Does she expect me to sneak in the place and spy on the girl? Does she expect me to go in and find SB's right hand? Not to sound like a pussy, but both of those scenarios seem way too risky. I really want this shit to work out though. I'm ready to start making moves towards SB.
