And Then I Die (Urban Novel)

Chapter Thirteen. Fast Life

Justus Spencer

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I poured gasoline all over my mustang while Gianni sat off in the distance and watched me like the nigga couldn't trust I'd really do it on my own.

I walked a big enough distance before dropping a match onto the gas and watched as it quickly engulfed the car up in flames.

"Let's go before that shit blow up" Gianni called and I sighed and turned walking away.

"You lame as hell for making me do this shit!" I called after him and he stopped walking and glanced over his shoulder.

"It's a car you stole. You having it was only gonna end in two ways, you getting killed or you going to jail, if you're gonna be in this life you need to know when to let it go"

I looked him over as if to say he wasn't right, when I knew he was.

I ran my hand down my face while he continued to look at me as if I didn't understand where he was coming from.

"You and this adrenaline junkie shit needs to stop or you not making it to 25. You doing the same shit da-" Gianni began but stopped.

I watched him began to blink his eyes quickly like he was trying to stop himself before he began to cry.

"I'm not about to let you stress me out" He muttered as he turned and walked away from me.

I followed after him slowly letting his words sink in. I never thought I'd live long, I wanted to enjoy my life while I was here.

I didn't plan to have kids to leave them to mourn me and love wasn't really for me either.

Tyriq leaned against Gianni's car and shook his head at me as if he even knew what the fuck was going on.

"Why you upsetting that nigga when you know how he get. That vein go to popping out in his forehead and you know you done fucked up" Tyriq said attempting to hold in his laugh.

Gianni glared at him before hopping into the driver seat.

Tyriq waited for me to have a come back to that and when I didn't reply he smacked his teeth.

I got into the backseat and Gianni adjusted his mirror like he thought I was gonna shoot him once he let his guard down.

"Nigga you weird" I muttered as I pulled out my phone and began scrolling through texts.

Paige had been hitting me up constantly telling me how bad she wanted to fuck on me.

Shit was kinda weird, couple months ago I was the ex she hated and wished she would die. Now I couldn't get rid of her ass.

She even spread a rumor about me having herpes, but still remained on my trail heavy.

I found myself frowning as I locked my phone back and sat in the seat pouting.

"You wanna go harass Seleah at work again tonight?" Tyriq questioned probably low key watching me.

"Nah, plus she don't even work tonight" I muttered.