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Marissa 'Rissa' Wilcox
August 8th
Chicago, IL
Location: The Trap

"Rissa ass a goofy" Muwop laughed as I pretended to take Instagram pictures like him

"Serious tho" I laughed "nigga 18 pushing 30"

"I was gone say some but imma keep it to myself" he laughed making Booka, Muwop and Boss Top laugh

I grew up all my life in South Chicago. But I moved to Parkway Gardens or 'O block' when I was 8. Ever since then it's been mostly me, Muwop, Booka & Boss Top. You saw them you saw me and Vice versa. Especially Boss Top who was my cousin but acted more like my daddy than anything.

They ran with members from O block and from 300. Boss Top started bringing me around more and I became apart of them. When I wasn't in school I was on the block.

"Man damn can y'all get some bitches in here? I'm so sick of being around niggas all day" I chuckled

"Maybe yo daddy can buy us some"

It was no secret I came from money. My daddy was hoodrich but we grew up poor as fuck due to me being in the middle of a custody battle so I stay with my grandma. My daddy paid her for taking care of me tho. So she really didn't care what I did.

"Damn that's all y'all talk about is y'all obsessed with my daddy?" I laughed getting off the stairs

"Where Yanni and Lex at Anyways?" Boss Top asked about my best friends aka the only bitches I hang with

"Yanni at practice Lex getting ha hair done"

"Oooo somebody w a u-haul and boxes they got moneyyy" I looked at the apartment next to mine somebody was moving in

"I wonder who that is" I looked at a brown skin boy that looked around my age carrying a box

"On god whatever they got they finna come up off of it" Booka leaned up making everybody else look

"Speaking of U-huals yaal know tomorrow coming up is the month with my daddy right?"

"Yeen gone be this way?"

"He talm bout letting me get the car so ionk" I laughed pulling up my jeans some

"He gone let us come over?"

"Duh" I said

"Y'all I just miss my ex ughhh" I groaned

"Ha li young ass. What she know bout a ex?"

"Bra im young just how y'all young. And Wop you know why I miss my ex much as I complain to you about him"

"He do you right?" Wop asked

"Sooo right. But he toxic as fuck and im too young and I look too good to be stressed but these not shit ass niggas"

Me and Wop tried to be in a relationship on the low but we too alike. Especially with our hoeish ways but we still really good friends. This like my brother now tho you would never guess any different.

"He cool tho. Big ass hoe tho" I added running my hair through my hands through my hair making them laugh

"Y'all cmon let's walk to the store im bored" I said and they got up

"Grandma" I opened the door to the apartment seeing her on the couch

"What's wrong?!" My grandma asked

"Nothing. We finna walk to the store"

"Be careful. And bring me back some sweet. Nothing too sweet yk my blood sugar"

"Yes ma'am" I closed the door

"Damn Ian een have to say it's on me" I looked at them waiting on me

"We know it is" Boss Top said making me laugh

"Scuse me yall" the boy I saw carrying the boxes earlier came up to us as we was about to step off the stairs

"Can y'all show me whea the park at?"

"It's round back. When you see the apartments w all the wind chimes make a right it's right there" I said

"Preciate you li bit" he nodded walking away and I watched him

"Damn Rissa eat the nigga dick up in front of us" Booka said

"On god B suck my dick. And y'all can stop playing with me like I'm like that" I laughed

"Girl please everybody know you be thinking with yo pussy"

"Mmcht cmon" I smacked my teeth "y'all could do me better" I chuckled

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