DRUG MONEY

CRACK FIEND

"So how was it?" Terrance inquired as soon as Amaru stepped into his doorway. "They got a gang of mutherfuckers in police cars outside!" Amaru declared thinking of all the ducking and weaving he had 2 do without being swamped by the police." 5-oh been out there 4 a while" Terrance mentioned. "so how's ur mom?"Amaru asked. "She just got out of the Pen a few days ago so it's weird" " Glad 2 have someone who knows the experience 1st hand from having 2 see crack destroy their family" Amaru said sympathetically "It was never a family if u think about it" "It seems like everybody in ur family was locked up" Amaru commented. He went into Terrance's refrigerator without asking and let his eyes surveillance it." U got that good Ole E in this bitch!" Amaru anticipated reaching 4 a bottle. He quenched his thirst gulping down the liquor like an athlete 2 Gatorade."Get me a bottle" Terrance shouted from the living room. Amaru returned 2 Terrance's living room holding 2 bottles of alcohol. "I see u enjoyed that shit."Terrance noted pointing at Amaru's almost empty bottle. "Aaliyah had u doing sit-ups in that bitch or what?" " She had me on some other type shit" Amaru responded. "I know that tired ass hoe aint fuck u" Terrance shook his head. "U can believe what u want 2" Amaru shrugged. "Bruh" Terrance gave in "Details" "Nigga I had that pussy soaked" Amaru crossed his arms" I almost passed out in that tight ass shit" "outta all the niggas she fucked, she still tight?" Terrance joked. "Hell nah! she fucked the crew!But I still enjoy the dick sucking" "As soon as the bliss was over u went running" Terrance concluded. "yeah pretty much" Amaru giggled replaying the moment again in his head" she sucked me up so good I was thinking about staying with her" Terrance sighed" That's life. U think ur in love but it just be the sex" " Nah, it wasn't like that but I don't think I wanna fuck her no more. She had me thinking that I needed more than sex" Amaru licked his lips. Terranced laughed up a storm." And u went nuts 2 that?" "Hell yeah!"Amaru laughed with him" I don't want 2 be in love" " I was in love once" Terrance told him. "I already know" Amaru said like he heard the story a million times already.'' It's a beautiful feeling'' "But u know what? I cant be n no relationship cause its hard not 2 cheat" Amaru stopped Terrance from replying. "It's hard not 2 cheat n a relationship cause u start 2 notice women come on u differently when ur in 1. Some hoes just like niggas in a relationship- that's just how they are" Terrance nodded " These hoes aint shit" "Come on now Terrance u know if Lisa was still with u,u would've never said that" Amaru objected. " I'm past that bitch now. I moved on so I can say what I want" " But look what I got" Terrance changed the subject ever so quickly. He went into his room and retrieved a box. "Bobby came this morning when I was at school and dropped this off" Amaru examined the box as Terrance pried it open. A box filled with white pills were scattered inside. "10,000 Essence pills freshly shipped. $250,000 dollars inside this box" Terrance sniffed the aroma of cash inside his head. "I just wished I could've met the man behind Essence, he's one smart man. Bobby said he goes 2 bare high. I don't know how I never seen him" "So how much was all this?" Amaru was curious. "Were gonna be making some serious ching-ching if u catch my drift" Terrance intentionally ignored Amaru's question. Terrance went into the kitchen and brought back a box of Ziploc bags and began 2 sort each pill into 1. "U ready 2 go chase after these pesos, eh? Just remember that right now selling this shit is gonna seem easy 2 u but once u get deeper in the game things are gonna change. Ur life will always be in danger. U'll have cops sweating u, rookies tryna beat u in the game of cash, and u know the haters- they gonna wanna kill u cause u got more cash than them. So u ready? If u not I suggest u get the fuck otta this before ur hands get dirty." Amaru eyes glimmered as he looked down into the Essence box."Let's do this" he said

Stacy's head was throbbing. He stared at the ceiling feeling exhausted. Somehow, he got home in one piece but 2 the life of him, he couldn't remember how. He felt queasy, the drugs in his system had crashed. He threw himself out of bed it was stenching with sweat. He went into the living room and dialed Amaru's #. "Hello" Amaru sounded different. "What's up this is Stacy my nigga" Stacy told the strange voice. Amaru cleared his throat. "Thank God its u and not Aaliyah" he sighed. "I think I fucked up ur relationship with Vanessa. I saw her today. I don't remember what I said but I think it was bad" Stacy slapped his forehead. Nonchalantly, Amaru coughed "I don't care about that bitch" " u should cause she claims that ur her boyfriend" "Don't they all? I have girls from A to Z saying I'm their boyfriend or that I'm in love with them when they know damn well I'm Amaru "Heartless" Davis." "U gonna break a lot of hearts if u keep talking like that" " well it aint like "God" is gonna come down here and say something about it" " U need 2 stop talking like that before u end up like ur old man" Stacy warned. " Fuck u! U don't know shit about my Pops alright, I'm nothing like that man and I don't appreciate ur tone. U act like ur better than me. At least I aint never killed nobody" Amaru shot back. Stacy's heart began 2 race. " I cant even go 2 bed now thinking about what u did and u got the nerve 2 call me out. Take a good look in the mirror in case u wanna point fingers." Silence grew on the other side of the phone. "U need 2 stop dissing God" A cold voice said finally. "Don't talk about my Pops." The conversation ended shortly after that and the two gave each other a cold-shoulder acknowledgement before hanging up. Stacy shifted onto his recliner and reached 4 the remote. "Anthony Thomas was arrested today and sent 2 Lauderhill Juvenile Detention center where he'll be spending his days until his court appearance the day after Thanksgiving after bringing a gun on the school campus of Bare High School. Hundreds of students roamed the campus of Bare not knowing of the potential danger they were in. Officials say that he was under the influence of Zylan prescription medication a.k.a Essence which they believe was the reason for his madness. On the other hand, guns being brought to school is daily at Bare High-" Anthony what did ur dumb ass get urself into? Stacy slouched on his recliner waiting 4 the doorbell 2 ring. Mama's gonna be home at six and Shanice still at her aunt's house so I'm gonna go. " In other news, the war on drugs has only just begun in Lauderhill, Florida. 18 men were arrested after carrying high amounts of Zylan medication. Police is still looking 4 the suspect who stole the medication and is vastly distributing them under no suspicion. If u have any information about the suspect call 1800-DRUGS. U will remain anonymous-" Stacy shut the television off. War on drugs, he scoffed, a bunch of bull shit. He looked at the watch on his wrist. 5:34, it said. He opened the front door of his house. The shy November wind was closing in. Stacy sucked in the air. I feel sorry 4 the bums who have 2 go 2 sleep on the pavement, Stacy thought as he put on his jacket and shut the door behind him.

"I guess I want those" Terrance reached 4 a pair of the latest new Jordan's off the shelf. Him and his mother were in Foot Locker 4 nearly an hour waiting 4 Terrance 2 decide what shoes he wanted. "Oh" he winced at the price" don't think ur doing me some kind of life favor if u buy this" he said expressionlessly as he counted all the zeroes that came before the decimal point. Whatever u want'' his mother gestured. I don't want u 2 blame me 4 doing crack again because I wanted new shoes.'' Terrance huffed. "let's just get the fucking shoes! I swear 2 God Terrance" She snatched the shoes from Terrance hand and brought them 2 the cash register. "Why did u blame me? I was only 10 I didn't know any better then 2 believe u. Was it because I remind u of my old man? I didn't even know him that well, he got sent prison when I was 5. U never asked me how I felt so why r u acting like u give a fuck now?" Terrance demanded. His mother was swamped with shame as she paid 4 Terrance's shoes on credit. The male cashier eyed his mother attentively doing his best to pretend not 2 hear Terrance's outburst. "Have a nice day" he said half-heartedly speculatively observing both the issued shoppers. Terrance's mother took the shoes and fleeted out of the store feeling flustered. Terrance who was more eased with himself than in years felt like a million $ as he strolled out of the store and from the limelight. " here" she passed him the shoes" Don't do this 2 me please" she said as he and her got inside her convertible. "Drugs can damage a person's insight on things" she spoke softly" I don't want u 2 think u have 2 end up in a jail cell because ur father and I were there. Promise me that Terrance" she gazed at him and rubbed his beautiful light colored skin. "Please, his mother implored. "promise" Terrance murmured feebly giving in. "Thank u" she said with content while she put the key in the ignition.