HE LOVED ME IN THE DARK

TRAP QUEEN

The new trap was on Livernois and Dragoon. It was the very first house on the corner, right behind a coney island and KFC. This spot was always slapping, FROM dusk til dawn.
This house was huge. It had a living room, dining room, and a pretty big kitchen. On the kitchen window it was covered with wooden boards and sheets. The only thing it had was a small hole cut into the bottom left corner. The hole was only small enough to slide a metal slate back and forth. The feens put they money on the slate and slid it back to us, we put however many rocks they wanted on there, and slid it out to them. They were never allowed to see our faces, but we always had someone upstairs on the second floor, in the bedroom looking out the window at all times, so we knew who was coming before they even approached the window.
I worked with two Mexican sisters, a young chick named Esha, and another young dude, but I can't remember his name, so I'll call him...Will. Lol
The two sisters were dating Pops and B. We were like a real family. All we did was make money, party, shopped, and ate good. There was rarely any drama.
Until one day, me and Will went to a movie and dinner, just kicking it, even though we were just friends. When we got back to the house, the door was kicked in. We both ran inside and saw the place was ransacked, and our stash spot empty.
We went to the payphone to call Pops. He told us the police raided the spot and took one of the Mexican sisters and Esha to jail. They didn't find any drugs because we ran out earlier and were waiting for Pops to drop something else off. All they found were about $20,000 in cash.
We all chilled at the trap, cleaned up what we could, and crashed. The next morning we heard banging at the door, thinking it was the police again, nobody moved. Then we heard Pops loud ass outside, so we knew it was safe to open. He walked in with B, Esha, and the other Mexican sister. He also brought more dope, ready to get back to work.
They chilled for awhile, splitting up the dope and shifts between us, plus paying us so we were happy. When they left we starting serving feens as usual. Will was on his shift upstairs, when he noticed one of our regulars get out of a unmarked police car. She walked right up to the window like she didn't do shit wrong. So Will yelled downstairs and told us to tell her we ain't have shit, so she got mad and left.
Even though she walked off, the police car stayed, so Will told us to close down shop. We knew Pops would be pissed, but he was scared of getting caught and going to jail.
It was the beginning of the month, and we had over $10,000 in dope that Pops expected to be gone in a few hours. I wasn't in the shit, I stayed out of it. Lol
When Pops came back after 2am to get his money, and drop off more dope, all Will have him was the pack of dope he dropped off earlier that morning.
Pops and B were pissed. He instantly went off, he said feens had been calling him all night saying we were out, so naturally Pops thought we sold everything, so he brought more. Lol They didn't know that Will was turning everyone away because the cop car was watching from the alley.
Next thing I knew, Pops and B started stomping Will to a bloody pulp. Then Pops broke of a rail from the banister that was attached to the stairs, and started beating him with that. Me and the other girls couldn't do anything but watch. They were upset because they felt Will was trying to tell them how to run they trap. They thought he was a pussy because he was scared of one police car sitting outside. One of the scariest things happened next, B held Will down, while Pops yanked his pants down and shoved the banister stick in his ass. I almost threw up, so I ran outside. The other girls walked out nonchalant like they were used to it.
When they were done Pops and B told the girls to pack up because they were moving everyone to different stops. They left me there with a bloodied Will, and told us they would come back to get us in the morning. I was terrified, I thought about running but I didn't have anywhere else to go. I didn't think they would come back for us, especially after what they did to Will.
He was so embarrassed he wouldn't look at me for the rest of the night, and i couldn't look at him either. I slept on the bed in the living room, and he slept on the floor in the same bloody spot that Pops and B left him in.
Surprisingly they did come back the next morning to get us, and move us as well until the Dragoon spot died down. They moved us to a spot on Joy Rd. and American street, a few houses away from the neighborhood liquor store. This house was only a nickel spot, so we were only making 50$ a day.
I didn't like this spot, it wasn't comfortable, it was nasty, their wasn't any water or electricity, we couldn't even flush the toilet, we constantly had gallons of water to flush and wash up with.
I worked at this spot for a few weeks, I was happy when Pops came to get me to take me back to Dragoon. I'm not sure what happened, but Will fucked up again. While Pops was waiting for me to gather my things, THEY were having another argument with Will, and he was crying like a little baby, and apologizing for something he did so they sent me outside. Only Pops came out to take me back to Dragoon, while B stayed with Will. I can say from then on, I never saw Will again, and I was left in the Dragoon spot by myself. No Will, no Esha, no Mexican sisters, just me.
I was scared, like I said I was still only 13 years old. I was also scared to leave. I didn't know what would happen to me if I left and went back.to the streets by myself, and I didn't know what would happen if I stayed in a trap house alone.
Pops left me with a little dope just to see how I would do on my own. First he started with $1,500 worth. I just did what I saw all the others do. After a whole day that was gone. This spot had slowed down since everyone left, so we were trying to get business picked back up again.
Once that was gone, Pops came to collect, and left me with $4,500 worth of dope. I sold out in maybe three days. I started calling Pops to let him know, but I couldn't get in touch with him. I stayed in that trap for almost a week, and no word from Pops or B. I didn't know if they were dead, in jail, or just said fucked me. I felt alone and scared again
I went back to the corner payphone and called my mom. I was crying and and begging her if I could come back home. She said, "I guess you got tired of running the streets huh?!" I knew I was gonna hear it but I didn't care, I just gave up at that point. She gave me the ok to come on home, so that's what I did, but first I had to run back to the trap to close up shop.
I was scared of Pops and B, so naturally I thought of running off with the money I was left with, I mean it was only $4,500. Plus if they really wanted it, they would have been came back to get it. Right? Bullshit! I left a note, which is funny to this day, lol. I told them I didn't know what happened to them, but I was going back home to my parents, and I left all their money in their stash spot, which was inside the wall.
Anybody else probably would've taken it, I was kid, to me that was like a million dollars, plus I wanted to go home bragging to everyone about how much money I was getting, lol Then I thought of what they did to Will, and I didn't want to take the chance of running into them again after they knew I stole from them. So I left that shit, and headed back to Courville....

Hey readers, I know it's been a while! Did you guys miss me?! Lol I missed each and every one of you, sorry for the short chapter, but I just wanted to get my writing feet wet again. I will have another chapter done by the end of the day. Let me know what you guys think! Remember every word in this story is 100% true!!!

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