2:52 AM
My Phone Buzzing Loudly On The Passenger Seat. It's Trisha. I Know She's Worried Sick. She Knows About Me Being In The Drug Selling Business And She Wholeheartedly Supports Me. But I Can Feel The Uneasiness Of Me Coming Home At All Times Of Night Making Her Start To Regret It. Not Knowing If Ima Return Home Safe. Shit, Sometimes I'm Scared Myself. But Until The Opportunities For A Better Life Pops Up, I Gotta Do What I Gotta Do To Support Me And Her.
