Falling For A Felon

Chapter 5

As the air thickens; nights roars, and gasps trying to be caught by the air, the truck speeds off. Blood everywhere, pain being caught by the air of the night. Not faster than Nicki before she caught the license plate, Meek & Nicki sit in the car while license plate, 09A543, rung shots on the car in front of them. Meek looks over and Nicki. Nicki looks back at Meek, while strongly gripping her hand. He then kisses her forehead and hugs her. Not so long after, Meek gets out the car to see who exactly it was that got shot, but before he can get any closer to the car, all you hear is cop sirens.

Meek- Oh shit..

He already knows what's about to happen. He's black, unarmed, and the only one at a drive by on Hardshaw street. Either he's about to go to jail or he's about to get hurt.

Before the police even can stop their car, the hop out saying "HANDS IN THE AIRRRRR! NOW!" & then Nicki opens the door shots being rung at the door, before she can get out, they gladly missed and only shot the car door.

Nicki- WAIT PLEASE DONT SHOOT! IM UNARMED & I GOT THE LICENSE PLATE NUMBER OF WHO DID THIS, WE WERE THE CAR BEHIND THEM AND JUST SPED OFF.

She shouts from the passenger seat.
As she slowly turns with her hands out the window, and gets out.
Then another cop car, pulls up & Meek can already tell who it was. It was his parole officer, William Spaks.
The head officer, of all sides of Philly.
Spaks was once the same as Meek back in the 80's-90's. Spaks & Meeks father was close dealing drugs in the cut, back then. They was like brothers. Until, Rihmeek Sr, gave up on drug dealing and left Spaks on his own. After that, they didn't talk for 6 years. But before they cut off any communication, Spaks promise he would take care and watch over his son. He was also his godfather. & when Rihmeek Sr, got killed a couple weeks ago, he became more protective and strongly watching over Meek because he made a promise to not let anything happen to him.

Spaks furiously gets out the car, and head towards Meek.

Spaks- Yal let him go, give us a moment..

Meek already knows Spaks thinks he did it. He's not dumb. He been caught up so much, in trouble and Spaks always get him out. But this time, he can tell it was different . Even though meek had absolute NOTHING to do with this driveby. He knows Spaks is about done gave up on him.

Meek- Spak , I promise you I did-

Spaks- Shut up. Just shut up.

Meek- No listen, I swe-

Spaks- I SAID SHUT UP!

Nicki can't stand to watch so she heads over there.

Nicki- HEY! HE DIDNT DO SHIT!
I know who shot these people, hell are any of you cops gone do your job right or gone sit here and assume who did it? As yal here talking, the people that actually did it could be getting away. Damn.

All the cops laugh, at her like she don't know what she talking about.

Spaks- How about you leave our job to us, and go and fondle with your hair or something baby girl.

Cop- & we know who did it too? He's right here & he's going into custody tonight.

Nicki- first off, I don't "fondle" my damn hair. I do something with it, something you obviously don't know anything about because you have only a crooked ass hairline but no hair. This job is obviously stressing you out a weeeee bit to much. Second off, you're a so called cops yet neither one of you found evidence of anything because your asses still didn't fucking look. Thirdly, i didn't know Trey Michales was Rihmeek Williams, but I'll wait..

Spaks- Wait wait, you said it was Trey , ok what's his license because I know it and I doubt you ev-

Nicki clearly annoyed and interrupts.

Nicki- 09A543..

Spaks looks shocked that she was spot on ass right.

Nicki- you can uncuff now, and go do your actual job "sirs"

Spaks- Uncuff him, and roll out, HURRY UP

They all get in their cars but before Spaks could leave, he helps out for Nicki.

Spaks- Ay Nic!

Nicki turns around and looks him dead straight in the eye.

Spaks winks and mouths "Thank you".
Nicki nods and smiles, while mouthing " Go do your job".. He then speeds off the opposite way from the other cops. Meek walks over to Nic.

Meek- Damn, you wasn't letting me go to jail huh?

Nicki- No. Because you supposed to be "protecting" me

She smiles and grins, as Meek leans in but she curves.

Nicki- Take me home, Mr Williams.

Meek- My names daddy, from now on get it right.

Nicki- you wish, I calling yo lil troublesome ass daddy.

Back at Nic's apartment- 4:12am

All her friends , pacing back and forth scared as hell, because its been umpteen hours since she "left".
They were worried as hell, because Nicki lets them call more then twice, without picking up the phone. But this time, they calls sent our 74 times to Nicki, not one single answer.

Key gets a call from a unknown number, and as much as she wants it be Nicki, she answer just in case.

Key- hello?! Nic?!!.

"Nah, you got the wrong kid.."

Key already knows who it is, and she gulps hard as hell. She literally swallows her throat over and over and over, again.

Key- why the hell you calling my phone and what have you done, Trey?

Trey- you miss me?

While Nicki was away, Key and Trey messed around for about 2 years, on & off. And she had NEVER seen him how he was acting lately.

Key- no, shoudnt you be with Baby mama #1, 2, 3, 4, and/or 5? Why you calling me? And what you do to her?

Trey- Nah, im good & who is "her"?

Key- Nicki don't act dumb, because I know you had something do with her being missing right now..

Trey- I haven't seen Nicki I got done talking to her at her apartment..
I've been home since then..

Key hangs up. Still worried and goes to dive in her car soon after and speeds off.

[ But if you recall, not even 20 minutes ago, didn't Nicki JUST say Trey shot up the car in front of them, and gave them his license plate? Trey was actually telling the truth for once, he had been home since then.

So who really did shoot the car? Who exactly was Nicki covering up for? Was this planned? Meek has no ideal, who and what he has in his car...
But sooner or later, he's gonna find our for sure, who Nicki REALLY was...