Convicted Choices{Book 1} *EDITING*

- Chapter 26 -

-Chris Pov-
"Here man you stay here n' I'll come get chu' after. So you know..we could blow some trees. Let the environment reserve a betta' place. But look I'm finna' go get ma' girl, she way out in fuckin' Georgia. The fuck you think they took here there for?" I talked through the phone as I stepped into my brand new Chrysler.

"Well look here, I ont' know. Maybe dey' was most likely tryna throw us off n' shit. But look Imma hit up Freydo brother, he got them fuckin hot trees, but yeah Imma hit his line. Just call me in the next bout...how long it take to get there doe?"

"Shit it's finna me like ten fuckin minutes, you know how I be zoomin. I'll just call you, don't smoke all the fuckin weed yo." I demanded pulling off into the street.

"Ight. One." He spoke hanging up, ending out call. I sped off down the street making sure I had my drivers license and everything I would need for this trip.

I pulled up to Rat's house parking in his mom's driveway, I stepped out the car jogging up the steps. The door swung open right on cue revealing his fine ass sister, Stacy.

"Hey Chris." She sang smiling brightly with her perfect lilac eyes and her pearly whites staring at me feening. She been tryna kick it to me for years now, but I've been all about Tashay.

I never hit, I planned too maybe when Tashay wasn't bouta give it up but it'd be a hit and quit. Its already bad enough that's my bro and his sister tryna fuck wit a nigga, now she literally tryna do it.

I wouldn't do his sister like that though, I'd tell her upfront its strictly business.

"Wassup Stacy." I acknowledged her taking her appearance, her black crop top with her beige joggers and her black high heels. Her hair consisted of a gelled up bun with her pretty long blonde,brown and blue hair. Her tips were full of blue which led up to a blonde color and by her roots were brown.

Her eyelashes were longer than Maybelline's and her face was perfect, no bumps. Maybe it was just the makeup. I swear if I wasn't kicking it with Tashay, I'd be all down for that.

But the thing is she a loyal as chick its just Rat's overprotective ass won't let her have no fucking boy number or nothing.

She pulled me into a hug, revealing her fresh sweet strawberry scent, her earrings dangled and her necklaces almost caught onto my shirt.

She let go before kissing me on the cheek and leaving, hopping into her little trooper and leaving out to go somewhere. She was throwing me mixed signals sometimes, I shrugged her off walking into the house.

"Rat! Rat festation! Front n' center." I shouted throughout the house, he came walking out with a facer in his hand blowing trees.

"We out." I spoke, he nodded following me out the house, into the car. "You ain't go lock up yo shit?" I questioned looking at him like he was high off some crack.

"Bae Inna house." He answered throwing his dut out the window. "We having a long trip. Georgia."

"Coo. We out here!" He hyped blasting the music, Meek Mill x Monster blared through the speakers.

Once I felt the weather flowing in, I rolled my windows up flushing the car with air conditioning.

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"Look over there 361-"

"Right here." Rat pointed to a white flowery house with a freshly painted gate surrounding it.

[Me]
  (Wyd?)

I sent the text parking across the street, I tinted my windows before turning the music down. Rat was half asleep as he smoked another L, his 5th one since we been here.