SHOW ME LOVE(URBAN STORY)

chapter 15

Quincy

It been a couple of weeks after me and quanny went out. She act like she was never feeling me just because I didnt have sex with her. I honestly dont care because not sleeping with her made me see her true colors. I've been doing good in school and the trap is going well. Lately, sometimes i caught myself looking at Asa but never did anything about it. She is really beautiful to me and i dont know why people pick one her.

Today is Saturday so I decided to chill with my bros and catch up on their life and the drama around us. So i hit them up so they can come chill out my house and just be boys.

30 minutes has pass

I heard a knock on my door and I opened it and it was two of the only guys im close to beside trey.

"Wassup bros how you guys doing?" I ask
"Nothing much" foufou answered "Are you going to let us in or what" zoe said with an annoyed face.
" well somebody didn't get the pussy they wanted and now their angry" i teased him foufou started laughing and they walk in.

As you could tell by their names that they Haitians and i only hangout with haitian people. I feel like if you find the right Haitians and treat them with respect they ask for they will always have your back no matter what and i took notice on how they always had each others back. I respected that because that takes courage. Trey is not fully haitian but he still have haitian blood running inside of them so im the only full american in the squad.

"Bruh my mom just gave the worst whooping ever" foufou reply at of no where

"Wait you still get whooping" i ask in between laughters.
"Bruh haitian moms don't care if you have grandchildren if you do something they dont like. They will beat you in front of anyone" foufou replied

"So what you got a whooping for" zoe questioned

"I cuss the shit out of her in my sleep. So i was sleeping in my room. My sisters kept on coming in and out of my room just to bother me. Everytime they will come in I would ignore them. They will come in my room hit me make noise or just be staring me while i sleep. I was getting tired of it. So in my head i was like the next time they come in im going cuss the fuck out of them.

Ten minutes pass by and they didn't come so im like okay maybe they stop. All of a sudden someone is hitting my leg and im trying to move away from that person. I got tired of getting hit, keep in mind im still thinking this is my sisters. I lifted my head up with my eyes still close and yelled with all my might.

GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY ROOM, SHIT YOU SO FUCKING ANNOYING, GO FIND SOMETHING BETTER TO DO. So i laid back to sleep like ten seconds after all i remember is ger slapping,hitting, and cussing me out. She throwing everything in the room at me.Im over here trying to dodge everything she throwing at me. Then she was like wait here im going to get the belt for you. In my mind im like, im not staying for this ass whooping. I grabbed the clothes that was next to me and ran out my room. I was almost out the house and i guess she was close to me. She swung that belt on my back and it hurts like a bitch".

By the time foufou was finished with the story tre had already came and heard the story. Me, zoe and trey were on the floor laughing. After finally settling down we started to relax.

"Yo the trap been booming lately and we are starting to have new client" tre whispers to me

Well I guess it wasn't a whisper because foufou and zoe heard him, they immediately stop playing the game.

"Are you guys serious right now, yall still trapping" zoe yelled at us

" we like the fast money, there is nothing wrong with trapping and as i can clearly remember you guys use to trap with us" tre answered back

"Okay we never said we didn't but what matter is that we stop trapping. We got sick and tired of our moms crying everytime we leave our house. We got tired of always looking behind our backs everytime we go out. Yeah i understand that you guys like the fast money. You know theirs a saying in the bible my mom used to say to me all the time when I was trapping.

Matthew 7:13-14
Go in through the narrow gate, because broad is the gate and spacious is the road leading iff into destruction, and many are going in through it;
Whereas narrow is the gate and cramped the road leading off into life, and few are finding it". Dang i didn't know zoe can get serious like that.

"It's not your fault that you guys want to be trap boys because our generations is fucked up in the head. They rather get the fast money illegally rather to work hard to get legally. Its like their allergic to hard work and determination. I was once like them got my fast money under the table buying the latest gadget and name brand items.

Once i got out of the game i realised what I really was just trying to impress and show people that i have money. You don't need to buy things so people can envy you, so haters can see you not on the same level at or you thristy ass female can see that you have swag. Just remember morals , respect, dignity, self-aware, knowledge, caring, motivation, success, selfless out way materialistic things.

I know you like representing where you from and the streets you guys were raised in. There is nothing wrong with that but its how you represent a good way or negative way. When you die these streets not going to remember you, you know why because you are just are going to be young adult that wasted space in these community running around making the neighborhood worse rather than uplifting it. So make a choice to better your life and help the needy or be the destruction in humanity".

Foufou look like he had those words in his chest a long time because after he finished given us that speech there was nothing but caring in his eyes.

"Okay look me and tre are going to leave the game just like you guys we don't want to do this the rest of your life okay"

"After all we just said that's all you had to say. We don't want to bury you guys that's were going hard on you and you know how many niggas said they are going to quit this game but never did because the game caught up to them. God forbids one of you die im not going to be those that is going to say you are in a better place because everybody in this room knows where you're going if you die right now"

"So just because you and foufou got there shits together y'all can come and preach to us about where we going if we die right. Don't think y'all holy cuz yall left the game".

"We never said were better than you guys but as true friends were showing a better life you can live because if you guys to change for the better you're digging a hole that you can never fill back".

"You know what fuck this shit. You think its that easy quitting trapping. Tell me why someone will quit a job that can pay 5,000 on the spot for one day to quit for a job thay pays you 500 every two weeks".

"We never said it was going to be easy but to answer you're question someone who wants to see their baby sister have her first baby. Someone who wants to look in there mother's to eyes to see how proud they are and their hard work they put on raising was not a waste. Someone who can go anywhere in the neighborhood without a target on their back. Now what sound better the 5,000 or your life and people around you".

After our talk ended foufou and zoe decided to leave. When they left they left us thinking about the life we are choosing right now. My mind is going in different places that I really hate. How would my family feel if I die right now or get locked up? Which one of my niggas would really have my back? What will i leave behind for people that didnt know me to remember me by? Who will be there with my sister when boys want to mess with her?

All these questions are circling in my mind. Is trapping really worth losing my family over for?

"You know they had a point Quincy, we cant just be thinking about ourselves we got people that could lose any minute and i dont want them to remember me as the kid who didnt have his priorities straight. They are right one day this game will catches up to us and i dont want to see that day. Im going to go man, think about that shit".

Tre clapped me up and left me. Five minutes after he left I got off from the couch and locked the door. Meandering up the stairs to my bedroom all i can think about is my family crying because they have to bury me. I went to sleep with the thoughts of me not being in this world.