Trapgirl: Thugs Know Love

Chapter 21: Easy

Tes POV

"They holding him without bail," I told everybody. We were standing in Doria's kitchen. Me, Daya, Doria, Yanna, Lacey and Hopper. It was going on 1 in the morning.

"Fuck. That nigga really didn't do shit. He was just at my house," Hopper said.

"Well his lawyer said that Weedie was killed around 5:45 behind chevron." I informed them.

"We left the park at around 5. The only thing that happened was Q punching Weedie after they exchanged some words." Doria said eyes puffy.

"What the hell they was even fighting over man? He know how shit is around here." Hopper said. "What happened Do?"

Doria just looked at Yanna who turned to Hooper and said, "I'll tell you later."

I had already knew what had happened because Daya filled me in outside.

"Well they said some eyewitnesses came to point out him for fighting Weedie earlier. So they booked his ass." I said.

"Well what are we gonna do? We just can't let him stay in there until they dumb asses find out the truth." Lacey said.

"Well the only thing we really can do is just piece together his alibi and make it work." I replied. "So y'all left the park at 5?"

"Yea," Doria said looking at her phone. "My momma texted me when we made it to the car. That was at 4:58."

"And he brought you straight home?" I asked her.

"Yea. We made no stops. He was speeding too. It was about 5:05 or something like that."

"He got to my house at around 6:30." Hank said.

"Well what the hell was he doing from 5:05 to 6:30?" Yanna asked rhetorically.

"I don't know, but his momma just called and want us to come over there," Hopper said to me stepping back into the room.

"Do, your parents coming home tonight?" Yanna asked.

"No."

"Well I'll stay with you tonight. I just have to go home and change." Yanna told her.

"I'll come back too," Lacey said.

"Bae, would you take me home to get my car and change?" Day asked me.

"Of course," I said kissing her on the cheek.

"See yall in a little while," Doria said walking down the hall and into her room. "The door gonna be open."

"Iight son," I said dapping down Hopper. "Imma meet you over there."

**

When Daya and I got to her house, the atmosphere was silent inside of the car. She didn't say a word. Just looked out of the window as we drove. Nothing was wrong I don't think. If she was still thinking about Nessa, I would just have to ease her mind.

"What you thinking about?" I asked.

"What?" She responded.

"What are you thinking about?" I asked her once again.

"What makes you think I'm thinking about something?"

"Cause you are you. I know you bae. And you can't answer a question with a question."

She leaned over the other side of the seat and gave me a kiss on your he cheek. I caught a waft of her signature smell. This might sound like some stalker type shit, but Daya always had the smell of strawberries. I loved it.