After a seven-year bid in a juvenile detention center, Snowden Anderson found it hard matriculating back into the busy streets of L.A. without getting caught up in its rising crime filled with drugs, gang-rivalry, and nightly shoot-outs.
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NINE: WAGING WARS « I had a dream I could buy my way to heaven... I told God I'd be back in a second, man it's so hard not to act reckless »
Snow had just walked in the house from hanging with Kelsi, the door clicking shut behind her right as her aunt was coming out of the kitchen.
Although in her signature housecoat and slippers to match Snow couldn't miss the fresh blonde and black 27-piece her aunt donned.
The hairstyle and fresh acrylic full-set in what her momma would've called "hoe-red" she knew her aunt was preparing for a night out.
"Glad you walked in the door, niece. I was just finna call Cane, but you'll do." Lessie's hand reached inside the robe pulling out a mixed handful of cash and started to count it off.
"I'ma do for what?" Snow questioned because it seemed as if every time she turned lately around her aunt was trying to send her on some sort of errand.
Cane could stand for that shit, but it'd already drove Snow mad, so she tried to avoid her aunt at all costs.
Whether that meant leaving when her aunt had just laid down to go to sleep or bouncing before she woke up for the day.
And if Michael was busy Snow was coasting through her days chilling with Kelsi.
Ever since the drama popped off between E4L and East Lofton at the cut-off that resulted in her bruised up for a couple of days and needing a new phone, everything was still hot.
It was as if niggas were picking sides for a waging war.
Snow and Michael's relationship was still quiet for those who didn't need to know, but the people that were important to them, although Snow knew it was a matter of time before their relationship became public knowledge.
She didn't fret that future, but it still forced a distance between her and Cane.
That, the pending war and of course Que, the head of E4L. Ever since his return and whenever they were in the same room, even if it be for a minute, Snow felt dread.
And now that Que was back, and Cane had managed to make himself scarce at the apartment Lessie only had Snow to turn to when she'd exhausted all other options. Hence, preparing to send her on a senseless errand that Snow was sure Lessie could do on her own.
