Ja'rod Lewis
Compton California
September 18th 2023
I woke up seeing Destiny asleep with Kaiser in her arms. I furrowed my eyebrows at the sight before chuckling.
I had to go into the trap today to handle some business. I got out my bed and hoped in the shower.
25 minutes later
I get dressed before walking back into my
Room. I sat on the bed before putting on my shoes.
"You smell good" I heard Destiny's raspy voice coming from behind me causing me to turn.
"Thank you pretty"
"Where are you going?"
"They called me in at da trap so ima run down der fa' a minute then ima head ta' my momma house and ima be back round four" I explained standing up.
"Dont"
"Why?"
"Something doesn't feel right, please don't go"
"Mama I gotta go,ima be fine"
"Mmkay, be safe please"
I hovered over her before speaking, "gimme my kiss"
"I have morning breath"
"I don't care" I spoke kissing her lips before standing back up, "I want you ta' come lock dis door fa' me"
She slowly moved Kaiser off of her before walking to the door.
"Ima see you later, igh"
"Please be safe ja'rod, don't get into trouble" she spoke making me chuckle.
"Niggas kno' bout me"
"Ja'rod im serious" she said.
"Igh igh I'll be safe—I luh you"
"I love you too" she pulled me into a hug, like she wouldn't even see me again. I hopped in my car and sped towards the trap.
"I feel like I'm Gucci Mane in 2006–All these diamonds, dancing on my fucking neck cost like four bricks—And the way that I be toting on that strap, don't make no sense—He a million dollar nigga but be posted in the bricks, ayy" I rapped along with nba youngboy.
My music stops playing making smack my teeth.i look down seeing it was my tech man.
"Yea?" I answer the phone.
"Aye man I got some bad news"
"What?"
"The nigga Marcus found out bout you and about you gettin' payback"
I clench my jaw, "how da' fuck he know that?"
"I got hacked and shit"
"And you just now telling me? The fuck wrong witchu!"
"I been saying low so I won't get caught up, cause if I get caught up then yo' ass get caught up"
I sighed, "you right, my fault"
"So keep an eye out for anybody wit' weird behavior"
"Igh man" I said hanging up.
"Make no sense, nah-uh—Make no sense, ay-ay YoungBoy—Make no sense, nah—It make no sense, slime" my music resumed.
I hear a car screeching making me look out my rear view mirror. I seen this black Honda with tented windows.
I turn down my music and make sure my gun is in reach.
