"Wassup, you must be Ki?" The dude said walking up to me, calling me by my street name. I nodded my head then yawned. I was now in Lafayette doing this drop for Polo and ready to go home.
"Yea dats me, you got the stuff?" I said pulling the duffle bag off my shoulder. I was ready to get this shit over with. He nodded and we both gave each other the duffle bags at the same time.
As soon as he started to talk again, a car pulled up on the side of us, coming to a halt. My heart pounded as I was thinking the worst. The fucking police.
I looked at the dude and he shook his head, mumbling something. A darkskin guy in a suit came running towards us and I just knew we was busted.
"Fuck." I said under my breath, tryna stay calm. We were caught red fucking handed. The guy finally was infront of us and everyone was silent. Him and the dude that I was doing the drop with stared each other down as I froze.
"Is this really what you doing Keith? Come on man, you better than this." The guy in the suit said. I looked up at both of them furrowing my eyebrows.
"What the hell? Y'all know each other? Yo is this a fucking setup?" I practically yelled, stepping back.
See, this is all Polo fault. I knew I shouldn't have did this shit. I gotta stop fucking with him bruh and doing shit for him but then again, I need this money.
"Nah, this my cousin." The guy who I'm guessing is Keith said. I let out a sigh of relief knowing it wasn't the police but I was ready to fucking go. I wasn't trying to stay here for long and apparently this wasn't my fucking business so it was time for me to leave.
"Okay, well imma just head out." I said shaking Keith's hand. I picked up the duffle bag, walked back to my car and stashed it under the false compartment in my backseat. After everything was settled, I started my car up and prepared to go but it was a knock on my window. I saw the dude Keith standing there. "Um, yea?" I said, rolling down my window.
"Aye ma, I'm sorry bout that. He just my cousin that try to lookout for me n shit. I hope it ain't fucking with business or nun like that though, right?" He asked. I looked at him.
"All I know is that you need to handle dat and keep that shit somewhere else. It ain't professional and it make people think you janky n shit. But nah bruh, we good." I assured him. He nodded then licked his lips.
"So, you kinda cute. Wassup with dat number?" Keith asked, eyeing me. I mentally rolled my eyes.
"No thank you, I'm good. Strictly business. Unless you want me to tell Polo, r-"
"Nah ma it's good. Have a good day." He hurriedly walked away from my car and I chuckled, rolling my window up.
As I pulled away from the space I noticed the guy in the suit looking at me. Our eyes met and locked for a minute before I looked away, speeding off.
Fuck was that about?
*
I made my way to Polo's front porch, knocking on the door. I was tired as hell and just wanted to sleep. More than likely, he had some hoe up in here but I didn't care, I wasn't finna keep this shit on me. When he didn't come to the door, I knocked again.
"Who is that knocking on my door this late?!" He yelled. I rolled my eyes.
"It's Ki!" I yelled from the other side.
The door snatched open and there stood a shirtless Polo. He looked sexy but I wasn't here for that.
"Mhm, like whatchu see?" He asked, opening his door wider for me to come in. I chuckled and shook my head.
