The NoteBook (A Queen Mafia Love Story) Pt.3

The Notebook• 22

Jordan POV

I unhook the gas handle from my car before putting it back on pump. I hop in to Rico on the phone. By the sound of the conversation, he was either talking to Duce or Christian. The way he hung up I could tell something was wrong.

"What's going on?"  I ask

"Fuck man. That was Duce. Christian had to go M.I.A. Dumb ass had to take off from the cops, so we down one."

"Man he probably had that shit in his car, but it's cool. I got another person." I say.

"Who?"

"Kavion."

"Kavion who? Kavion James?"

I look at him.

"Man Hell Naw!!!" He goes off.

"Why?"

"That nigga the reason why I'm in the system. Lame ass I'm

"Look what ever drama you and him had ain't got shit to do with what we got going on now. We got a lick in order and we need four people. C ain't here so I'm calling in reinforcements."

"What ever man."

"I ain't saying y'all gotta be best friends, let's just get this money."

"I said whatever." He says again with an attitude.

I laugh a little while I shake my head continuing to drive. We eventually pull up infront of Shamika house. I get out and head up to the door before knocking. Shamika eventually comes and opens the door for me.

"Hey Jordan."

"Wassup Mika." I say stepping in.

"You know her, she still getting ready."

"I'm sure she is." I say sitting on the couch.

She walks back up to me to hand me a small book bag. I open it to rolls of money.

"That's 30. Mostly green money and we sold out. Half way through the white."

"Why y'all ain't tell me you sold out? I would've been had got y'all some more weed." I ask.

"Ki didn't want to mix the money. I'm just doing what she told me." She says.

"Ight, I got y'all. We making a run tonight, y'all have some when she comes back."

"You still ain't talked her into living with you?"  She whispers.

I shake my head.

"I tried to. She don't wanna live with me." 

"She ain't gone tell you, but she's scared."

"Scared of what? I ain't him."  I say slightly offended.

"She not scared of you, she's scared that it won't work. You just have to convince her that it will."

"And how I do that? Every time I try to have a conversation with her we talk in circles."

"So don't talk in circles."

"...yea Ight."

"Is your house clean from that party?" She asks.

"Nah, I have to clean it when I get back."

She puts her hand out.

"Give me the key. I'll do it."