The Way

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Chris,

I pulled into my driveway and killed the engine. Ever since nick paid me a visit at the trap I been thinking bout that nigga August and what he got 'planned' for my ass.

I unlocked my door letting myself in and the first thing I saw was a figure rolled up in a ball knocked out on my couch. I pulled out my gin and went over to the person grabbing them roughly by their arm. I pushed them up against the wall only to realize it was Lani.

"Chris stop!" She semi yelled trying to break free.

"The fuck you mean stop? How the hell you get in my shit?" I put the gun down and held her a little tighter.

"I climbed in the window." She said casually. I looked at her like she done lost her damn mind.

"Lani don't do that dumb ass shit, yo ass was bout to be laid out. The fuck you doing here anyway?" I let her go shaking my head.

"I just needed a place to take a nap. I'll be going now." She said starting to put on her shoes.

"You can stay, just don't be breaking into a nigga house. That's a crime ma." She laughed a little.

"Thanks." I nodded standing up to go upstairs. August crazy ass is still on my mind. I'm not worried bout his ass I just don't understand how this nigga still breathing.

Lani,

Once Chris went upstairs I grabbed the remote and turned on the TV. I low key thought he was go kill me. That nigga crazy, I'm half sure if I push him far enough he would. If imma be staying imma need to get a job asap. I'm pretty sure me and Missy both lost our jobs since ewe haven't called our boss to fill her in on anything.

I need money. I've been in the same clothes for about three days and I feel so filthy. Shit I haven't even been to school since I ran away. My life is all over the damn place. I gotta get my shit together.

Chris came back taking me away from my thoughts.

"You hungry?"

"Um, yes...." He nodded motioning me to follow him in the kitchen.

"I would cook but I don't like you like that." He said half smiling. I couldn't tell if he was serious or joking.

"Whatever, I can cook something." He nodded sitting on the counter. I went over to the fridge and looked in the freezer.

"How bout this?" I pulled out some frozen hot wings. He looked up from his phone and nodded. I sat them on the counter then looked for a pan.

"Where's your seasonings?" I asked looking in each cabinet. He pointed the one at the top. How am I gonna reach that shit?

"Need help?" He said once he noticed the struggle I was going through.

"Please." He jumped off the counter coming over to help me.

"Grow a few inches, shortie." I playfully rolled my eyes snatching the seasoning salt. As I seasoned the chick in wings I realized Chris isn't as bad as he makes his self. I still really dislike him but I guess we can be called frenemies now. He is helping me out.

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"Is it good?" I asked Chris as he picked up a hot wing. He looked at me.

"Can I take a bite first?" I laughed.

"My bad." He took a bite out of it and I stared at him waiting for an expression.

"Ight first of all, stop staring and second its good I guess." I looked at him crazy.

"What you mean I guess?" He laughed.

"Its good damn."

"Much better." He shook his head taking another bite. I know I can cook.

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OK this wasn't much this was just a little something for y'all.

What do you think of Chris and Lani being frenemies?

What does August have 'planned'

Who is he?