Love In The Hood

Chapter 12

JJ :

I swear this shit has been hectic trying to find out who killed my brother. Just because he saw Rosco that night doesn't mean that Rosco killed him, so now I have to do a little undercover shit. I drove to the bando and met up with my insights. I rallied up all the nerds to try and hack into the security feed.

"So, I'm going to need all of the footage you can pull from the night my brother got shot.", I said. I knew this was going to take a few weeks, so I tried to keep my stress levels down. I walked into my office and rolled me a blunt to keep me calm and collected. I sat and smoked on my blunt as I looked through my messages.

Leggo : Them pussy niggas sending me messages, we gotta crack down on them niggas.

Merica : Can you put like a couple bands on my card so I can go ahead and buy my dresses for the funeral and this party on Friday ?

I called Leggo after reading his message, so I could see what was going on with him.

"What's good homie?"

"What the message said my nigga?"

"Somethin' about how we poppin' up on family members and how I need to watch my back and this shit just starting. I seen the shit as a lot of pussy ass rappin' because they hidin' they fuckin' identity like this Skooby-Doo or some shit"

"Yeah, I hear you, but I got the nerds outside now researching the feed from that night. Just keep yo piece on you when you ain't in school until we get this nigga."

"That's a bet."

Once I got off of the phone with Leggo, I decided to transfer three bands onto Jamerica's black card so she could blow it. I sent her a quick text to let her know that I had put them on her card. I left the bando around 2 o'clock and went to my condo complex which was in Woodville, about thirty minutes away from the central part of Tallahassee. I did this so these niggas couldn't track me. Once I pulled up to my condo, I parked my car in the lot and walked to the front before walking inside. I took the elevator up to my rolm where I stripped myself of my Foamposites, true religion jeans and Nike shirt. I took a quick 20 minutes shower before changing into a pair of Adidas sweats and a white wife beater. Once I was finished, I decided to pay Kyriona a visit. Yeah, I fuck with somebody. I walked outside my Condo complex and back onto the elevator and took it up to the sixth floor. Once upstairs, I walked to room door number 606 and knocked.

She opened the door wearing a pair of tights and a black Nike shirt with the words Nike written in white. She let me in before we walked back to her room where she had papers, her laptop, binders and pens spread out across the bed spread.

"I'm sorry, I was doing my homework when you showed up. Wish you would have called first.", she said before crawling back under her comforter and grabbing her laptop. Kyriona wasn't like these other hoes, she was trying to fulfill her dreams of being a lawyer. Yes, I know it's ironic that I'm a drug dealer and she's trying to be a lawyer. She attends FSU on a full academic scholarship. She's a pretty, brown skinned girl with a nice head on her shoulders and she has morals for herself. Kyriona is still a virgin although she is on her third year of college.

"My bad, I just wanted to come see my baby.", I said with a smirk before sitting on her bed.

"Yeah, I know, I got the sauce like that.", she laughed.

"Yeah whatever.", I said before laying back on her bed and letting out a sigh.

She put her laptop to the side and gathered her papers before placing them to the side. She climbed on top of the comforter and laid next to me before looking up at me with those pretty brown eyes.