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"Okay thank you ma'am" Amere said. Amere had went to the clinic for the third time this year and finding out he has gonorrea for the second time. He has just came in for his treatment and he opened the groupchat to find his friends clowning him again.
THE ORIGINALS
lefteye nigga we keep tryna tell you
melly nah dont tell em shit he wanna fuck everything moving
mater nigga would fuck a pear if it had a fat ass
boiboi yall niggas funny af
three60 niggas laughing till its yall
shut the fuck up i a smoke you niggas
Amere closed his phone, clicked his key fob starter to his car and began walking towards his Honda accord which was silver. He bought this car paid off for $1500 after his mom found it for him. He saved up all his checks from Wendy's for an entire summer to purchase his car.
"Why it gotta keep being hot can the leaves hurry up and fall?" Amere questioned in his head. He chuckled a little to himself. Amere hated hot weather because he had a skin condition that would cause him to itch with the smallest amount of sweat but he never cared much to go to the doctor.
After getting in his car and pulling off he connected to his bluetooth playing Baby man by skilla baby. He dont really fw skilla but this song was something else. He stopped at a yellow light so he wouldn't risk running through it. Amere always drove safe cause he rode with illegal shit and he didn't wanna give CPD any reason to try and pull him over.
Melly and them niggas hated how he drove but whenever they got in a chase he was happy they was driving cause he knew how to whip around and get them out of that situation.
"Aye Toolie whats the deal man you straight" some old head asked Amere. A lot of old heads knew amere from who his parents was, they was well known on the blade. Everybody called him Toolie cause as a kid he chased everyone with knives even his own sister. One time he cut himself so bad trying to chase her that he had to get stitches at the hospital.
"Yeah 'skool you know i'm always good" Amere told the old head before rolling his window up and pulling off. He was on his way to the blade to go pick up mater and hit the studio.
around this time these niggas was just starting with the rap shit : A/N
His phone kept dinging and he checked it to see the unsaved number knowing who it already was. Mya. He had been dodging her and dodging her for weeks at this point because not only did she burn him but she ended up getting pregnant by a nigga name Johnny while they were together.
Amere was a lover type nigga but he had his fair share of trying to turn hoes into house wives. He only had one loyal girl and her name was Arlaia and he always admitted he fucked up with her. He was 15 and Arlaia was 18 when they started talking, he had no problem being loyal but in his eyes if they were on a break then he wasn't cheating.
So thats what he would do, argue with her, take breaks and go cheat. He never really felt bad when he would cheat cause in his mind they were on a break so it didn't matter. He had a typical 15 year old mindset trying to love someone who had been legal. He pushed Arlaia to her breaking point and his relationships had never been the same after that.
He tried the loyal thing with Mya but in his opinion she did him worse than any girl had ever done. He moved on quick to Naila, well he was trying to. She had just moved to Georgia so he was skeptical on trying the long distance thing but everything about her had his eye.
She had a close relationship with god, she was a homebody, and a virgin. It's hard to find a virgin in the city most girls lose it by the time they're 13 and they're pregnant by 15. Amere wanted someone he could have to himself, take care of and make a stay at home mom. He wanted to be the bread winner and while his spouse stayed home with the kids.
He really felt like he found this in Naila despite their distance from each other. The distance aint mean nothing cause she would always come back to the city to visit.
Amere finally reached mater spot and honked his horn telling him to come out and about two minutes later mater came out the side door and did a lil jog to the car.
"Wassup with my nigga" Mater got in and dapped Toolie up. Mater and Toolie were cousins, thick as thieves.
"Shit man you got yo verse down to hit the studio?" Toolie asked before pulling back off.
Mater just nodded his head before lighting his wood and taking a pull. Toolie just nodded and turned his music back up and made his way to the nearest freeway. The studio was about 20 minutes away so that had a lil way to go before getting there so he started reciting his part in his head.
"You know them tables turn so I aint even gon throw it in they face. The best advice is stay down to give is stay down hit the trap and then pray" He thought in his head.
He checked his notifications one last time before locking his phone. All he saw was that same unknown number blowing him up so he decided to respond to Mya.
614-772-1083 Amere bro i'll be at the chop shop in the morning Just promise you gon forgive me
you aint even gotta do that im coo
614-772-1083 Pls bro It wasn't supposed to be like this read 4:37pm
Mater passed Toolie the wood and with everything going on with Mya he took one of the hardest pulls. He tried to act like he aint care but deep down that shit fucked with him. He hoped shit would go good with Naila but he knew how his luck with relationships go, this shit aint go last.
