Trae Stevenson (The SeQuel)

chapter six : the inevitable

the next day, Temp pops up at my door banging and shit like it wasn't five in the morning and like Ian got neighbors and shit. I got up and opened the door when I realized what I got myself into...
temp was covered in blood. this meant she was either attacked, she killed somebody, or she was someplace at the wrong time.

" What the fuck happened to you nigga!? ", i said watching her limp like a damn pimp with blood gushing out her legs. " Nothing nigga. I tripped and fell up the stairs. ", she said with her lying ass. " Nigga if you don't tell me, ima buss a cap in yo ass myself. Now quit fuckin' playing, what the hell happened? " I said. " Alright alright. I was on my way to make a play for Trezz but on my way back, some nigga in a black suit shot me in my leg. ", she said reaching for the rubbing alcohol. " You gone be good nigga. Chill out. I got you. ", I said getting up to grab the needle and thread to stitch the wound up, tweezers to get the bullet out, and neosporin and alcohol for the wound to heal and close faster.

As I'm patching her together, im thinking... did this muhthafucka jus say TREZZ? ole boy that used to get all a's in school while we was skippin' that bitch? damnnnn... wonder what his story is... but that shit don't matter. to me, this shit sounds like a set up but... ion know if I wanna be apart of this shit. I guess ion have no choice now.

" Yo we need to figure out how to get rid of this nigga without getting caught. ", Temp said expecting me to hop back in like that. " Oh no. I told you I was done with this shit and I meant it. I'm all for setting him up, but ian about to kill him! That shit sounds personal and like some shit you need to handle. Huncho set me up for life and Ian tryna look like I'm disrespecting him! ", I said getting nervous because I knew my decision would prolly fold soon.

" Look bra. We can make this one hit, and that's it! You done! I'll tell the cops I did it and everything and you jus go live your life! How about this... you set him up like you tryna catch up with him since you heard he was in Georgia with you, and then I handle the rest. ", she said while tryna reassure me that this was it. " Alright. But this ONE time. Ian apart of shit else. ", I said with assertion.

the next day comes and I call up Trezz and see how he's doing. now the conversation was quick considering he was happy as hell to hear from me cause this nigga thought I done died off or sum. so since this shit was gone be a one and done, I figured right after, I'd go to the mall and find me sum to wear for this party.

we made plans to meet up at 3pm at the park up the street because they had food trucks and everything . the plan was, to meet him, then ima walk away and then temp said she gone handle the rest. now why this public? idk but temp said she got it... ima jus let her handle it cause it ain't got nothing to do with me.

it's now 2:03pm and i decided to go ahead and shower then get dressed and head out. after that, i called him asking him where he was and jus like i figured, his fat ass was already at the damn food trucks.

i met him at the wing food truck cause they got crinkle cut fries and the best hot wings and Phillies in the city so... why not? and only for seven bucks? can't beat that.

" How you been lil niggaaa? ", Trezz said looking all shook n shit while stuffing his face with a glizzy. " I been good, how bout you nigga? I heard you done moved out here to the city n shit. You like it here big bra ? ", I said about to order my food from their website. " Yeah I mean, i got my own lil business & I sell a bunch of shit thru word of mouth on the side. ", he said looking nervous to tell me. " Word? You a manager or sum? ", I said asking dumb questions on purpose. " Nah, more like El Chapo ya feel me? ", he said whispering. " Ahhh, I got outta that shit man. I wanted to start a new life. That's why I'm here now man. I was hoping you'd tell me some spots but you got business on ya mind. So what you need me to do cause nobody jus comes out the blue and say they sell. ", I said. " You right, but I trust you. You had my back when we was jits in the sandbox my nigga. I can't sugar coat shit witchu n you know this shit ! ", he said. " You right. But aye look, I got somewhere to be in a few minutes, after this you wanna stop by the crib later? " , I said noticing my watch was pinging and shit which meant Temp was nearby. " Yeah big dawggg! I know you a busy woman. Jus drop the lo. I'll catch you later. ", he said about to order more food. " Ighhh then. It was nice catching up to you n shit. We gotta do this shit often man! You only in Georgia once! ", I said dappin' him up while heading to the mall to shop for me a outfit on Friday. " We will we will. I'll see you. ", Trezz said while happy he ordering more food.

After the long ass 30 minute traffic heading towards the mall, I finally got there a hour before they closed which gave me really fifteen to thirty minutes to shop and another thirty to get up outta there. Ion too much like crowds so, I like to be in n out.

After ten minutes, I found the best outfit I could find under last minute circumstances and headed home. Since tomorrow was the party, I figured... why not invite Temp over tomorrow during lunch time and then we can head to the party together . but then again... she prolly killed that nigga... so nah, ion need the cops thinkin' I had sum to do with that shit in case some shit pop off.

I lit some candles and sprayed my room down with some cologne I love and took me a bubble bath. After I got out, I rolled me up two woods, ordered some meat lovers stuffed crust pizza and started watching old movies n shit like Shrek. times like this would be great for having me a girl. we could be smokin', grubbin', and fuckin' after. my bad y'all... ima nymphomaniac... in other words, sex addict. and Ian had none in a minute... so shiii I can get carried away in my imagination some times. but anyway... hopefully God will send me a loyal woman that I can settle down with. I'm done with school, im gonna graduate next year, so why not?