The Monroe's

Mariah "Mo" Monroe: Real Paper Chaser

Fuck up some commas, fuck up" Hello, I say as I answer my phone.
"Mo this me Ron will be there in 10 minutes. Its go time" Ron's deep ass voice comes threw my phone. "yeah man, aight" I say then hang up.

Damn sleep was just getting good especially with the night I had. I roll over out the bed and look at the clock on the cable box and its 4:15 am. Shit I guess, another day and another dollar followed by some zeros.

My black Nike shox are on the floor at the edge of the bed in front of the dresser, I put them on and some black sweats. I then grab a long sleeve navy under armour fitted shirt and pull it over my head. As I pull the shirt over my size c cup breast my dreads get caught in the back of the shirt. I pull them out and they fall to the middle of my back. As I walk into the bathroom I grab a navy blue Hanes T-shirt from out of the dresser.

Man its to early for this but I gotta go and get this done, I want have no other chance but this one.

The light in the bathroom is bright, I squint my light brown eyes and try to adjust them to the light. Once there finally relaxed I take my bull nose ring and my right nose ring stud out and place the earrings on the counter. I then wash my face and brush my teeth. Once I finish that I take my light blue microfiber rag and polish my bottom gold grill.

"Fuck up some commas, fuck up" my phone stops ringing. I run out the door to Ron's 2014 Midnight blue Expedition. The passenger back door opens and a cloud of smoke comes out, I hop in. "Good morning Mo" Ron says. "Morning" I reply back. "Good morning my nigga" Samantha turns around and say as she gives me dap then blow the blunt smoke out her mouth. I look over at Nita and he is knocked out. Must have had a long night on that stroll. Ron pulls off as we all sit in silence. Were a weird odd bunch if you were to see us on the streets but if you knew us then you'd know we all have one thing in common and thats Franklin, the blue Franklin that is.

See I meet Ron about 2 years ago. Me and my girl at the time Chrissy was having a lil argument but it wasn't nothing serious but all of a sudden she got mad. Anyway some dude was walking by and thought he could be super saver hoe. Now I'm not the biggest only being 5'6 and weighing about 140lbs at that time but I can still hold my own. Anyway dude thought he was gon punk me and have me scared like some lil bitch but he was wrong. Ron happened to walk by and asked if I needed help but I told him I had it, he stayed and watched just to make sure. Well when dude got in my face I broke his ass down then pistol whipped him.

Ever since then Ron and myself have been cool. He's a big nigga use to play high school football but he's sweet, kind hearted but can be a beast.

I meet Samantha lil fine ass at a party. She wana be a stud so bad but shes too girly. Her nails stay done, her hair is always on point, some wet and wavey Brazilian type shit and she love wearing heels more than anything so I don't see how. She even got some ass on her oh and a set of tittes to match. But Samantha is hood, a real problem child and all I see when I look at her is femme.

Now Nita, birth name Nathan is a trip. That's my nigga though, I meet him at a party as well. Don't get me wrong Nita might be a punk but that bitch can bang and don't fuck off. I seen him beat 3 niggas ass by himself, the bitch came from out of him that night and the nigga in him took over. But I fucks with him cause he keeps it real and he bout his paper.

After driving for 45 minutes or so we finally pull up to a traffic light and Ron parks the car. Samantha puts on some thick ass glasses and a retainer. I watch her as she puts on some red lipstick but making sure she gets a lil on her teeth. She then throws me a black wig with long straight hair, I put it on and put it into a low ponytail covering up my dreads. Nita grabs 2 dirty bags from out the back and then puts on a dirty ass jacket. "Go 10 minutes 2 blocks north" Ron tells us.

When the 4 of us are together late night like this we barely talk, we only use a few words. You need real common sense to figure out what the fuck we talking about or you have to know us  to figure it out.

Nita gets out the truck and goes and lay on the ground beside the building that's to the right of us like he's homeless. Samantha goes across the street and stands at the bus stop. I then get out the truck and walk a block in the direction we just came from. Ron pulls off. I look at my watch and its 5:52am. Its dark out, only 2 street lights are lite and theres no cars in sight. 2 minutes go by and a red Lexus sedan pulls up to the redlight.

Nita gets up and slowly walks to the car as she holds a piece of cardboard with words on it. "Excuse me, do you have the time!" Samantha yells from across the street as she steps of the curb and is waving her hand. "Excuse me, do you have the time!" I start jogging slowly in there direction and soon as the guy reaches over and has his back facing Nita, I can see her pull out her piece and point it at the guys head. Ron comes from behind the car on the passenger side and opens the door and points his gun at him, Ron then put the car in park. Samantha comes over and pulls her gun out and points it at him, then she pops the trunk.

I run towards the back of the trunk and grab 2 medium size duffle bags and a bookbag. I put the bookbag on and wrap the two bags around me and keep running. I gotta run 2 blocks north. So i take off speeding. I'm the fastest so I always take the money and haul ass in case they get caught, there suppose to say some jogger grab the bag from us and ran.

My adrenaline is still pumping. Ron pulls into a construction site and we all get out the truck. He then puts on a work hard hat and an highlight color vest. We go to the back of the truck and open it up. Nita is good with math so she already divided the money, $35,000 each or a lil over.

The dude is the owner of 3 strip clubs in Cocoa he was just coming from picking up the money from all the clubs and going to store it in the islands. We've been scoping him for a week and its the same routine. Samantha got wind that dude was leaving to go to Jamaica tomorrow to make this big drop so this was the only chance.

Anyway I grab my cash that Samantha and Nita divided up and put into bookbags.
"3 days city" I tell them. "Miami" Nita says. "Cali" Ron says. "Savannah" Samantha says. I then go get on my hulk green ducati "DC" i yell then I peel out.

Like I said you gotta know us to know what we mean. Any city or state starting with M means I'll be at my moms, any city or state start with C means I'll be working on construction sites, any city or state means I'll be in school and any 2 word states or cities means I'll be at my car wash business.

See we got our understandings and we plan ahead and good. We do our lick then split up into our own waiting vehicles and make no contact for 3 days and spend no more than $500 in a week.

35,000 tonight and 13,000 last night. I gotta get home quick but first I gotta store this money. I never keep no more than $4500 in my house just in case. Yeah I own 2 car wash business but it's something about the adrenaline and fast cash that I love.