TREVANTE POV
To be continued
"Mikayla I need to talk to you, but we gotta talk low" I said to her as she sat across from me.
"What's going on?" She asked.
I leaned in closer and said "The feds are after you. And probably me too, by now." And her eyes widened.
"So let them come. They can't do shit without evidence" Mickie said. "Where the hell we're you Trevante? You left us hanging at the meeting"
"Look- The feds are trying to set you up. Look at this" I said pulling the mics out of my pocket and I showed her before quickly putting it back in my pocket. "They wanted me to come see you and wear these so I can get you and Dacarto on tape." I said.
"Why didn't you tell me this sooner?" She asked.
"I thought I had it under control. And he knew that I joined in on the scheme. He said he would lock me up unless I cooperated." I said.
"You should've came to me Trevante, I would've got it taken care of. I got some juice in here, I would've had somebody handle it" Mickie said.
"He threatened my family. He called an audit on Janet's salon, saying he would fuck up her salon's business, everything. What am I supposed to do?" I said.
"Does Janet know?" Mickie asked me, and I just looked at her.
"Dammit Trevante! You said you wouldn't m tell her" She said.
"He came to the house and told her before I could! It wasn't my fault. He came to the crib because I didn't go to the meeting to set you up" I said.
She sighed and rubbed her face.
"Okay, let me take care of this from the inside.. I'm gonna get my cousin to handle it. It'll be okay" Mickie said.
"Are you sure?" I asked.
"Promise. Don't worry. I'll call you and let you know what's up" Mickie said.
"Aight. Stay up Mickie." I said.
"Always." She said back before she got up and they handcuffed her, before taking her back to her cell.
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JANET POV
I was at the salon doing one of my client's hair when the salon phone started ringing.
"Oh- One second okay?" I said to my client and she said "Yeah no problem" as I walked to the phone.
I answered it saying "Janet speaking"
"You have a collect call from the California correctional facility. Would you accept the charges?"
Mickie.
I squinted my eyes and said "Yes."
I waited a few seconds after that and it connected us.
"Hello? Janet?" Mickie said.
"What is it" I said.
"Look I know you're mad-"
"No I'm way past mad. Why are you doing this?" I asked her.
"I need the money. That's why, I need you to understand that" She said.
"But to gamble with it? And include my man in it? Is wrong. You're playing a dangerous game doing that shit Mickie" I said.
"I got it under control-"
"You don't got shit! When you gone understand it's not in your control anymore?!" I said and she sighed into the phone.
"So this is what's gone happen. When you get out, don't come see me. I don't want you around me or my children. It's clear you don't care about us because you're willing to put all of us at risk for some quick money by involving Trevante." I said.
"That's not true!" She said.
"It is true. You heard what I said Mickie. Get yo shit together then you can be around me." I said. "Goodbye." I added before hanging up the phone, and I rubbed my face afterwards.
I hate that I had to set that boundary with her, because she's my best friend in literally the entire world. But I had to, unless she'll never get it.
This went way too deep, and now Trevante's involved with the feds and we gotta find a way to get him out of it. So until then, Mickie best stay away from me when she gets out of prison.
I went back to my client, and continued doing her hair.
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TREVANTE POV
I got out of my car, and sighed shutting and locking the door.
I was finally home, and I couldn't wait to get in the house and just relax, this whole day has been stressful.
As I got out of the car, I seen another one pull up, and I scrunched my eyebrows wondering who that was.
The fed.
He got out the car and I looked around before mumbling "What the fuck"
"The hell are you doing here?" I asked him as he walked up to me.
"You think you real fuckin smart huh? Pulling that lil disappearing act? You're not off the hook. I got enough dirt to lock you up right wit Mikayla Waters." He said to me.
"You know what? Do what the fuck you want! You don't got nobody, you don't have any witnesses. Shit, you ain't got me." I said, then I pulled the mics he gave me out of my pocket and threw them on the ground. "Now get the fuck out of my face" I added before walking to the front door, and I unlocked it, getting in the house.
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