Bad Bitches

Chapter 21

Tonio

"Mane, I ain't never committing a crime. Real shit that's the scariest situation I've ever been in Mane." Twon says sitting down at the kitchen counter. I shake my head and goes to the Refrigerator and pull out a bottle of H2O.

"I'm being in a scary situation right now, just by looking at your ass. I'm bound to turn ugly at any minute now." I spit my water out and start choking.

"Quan, your lil beetle looking aas always trying to talk about somebody, them long ass Nike's, and Tonio ain't shit funny with your lil unknown species looking ass." As soon as we was finto flame his ass my phone started vibrating on the counter.

"Hold on, I got yo ass when I get off this phone." I walk to my phone and look at the caller ID and see that it's Kyarra calling.

"Wassup"

"Come get me from the police station and take me to my car."

"I'll be there in 10 minutes " I hang up and grab my keys off the counter.

"Where ya going, pencil neck ass niggah." Quan starts snickering. I know damn well Twon ain't still checking. Instead of checking him back I walk towards the front door and grab my Red and White Polo hat off the couch.

"I'll be back, television screen head ass niggah." I go out the door and get into my car. I know I shouldn't be going to help her when she got us into all this. But still we had just as much to do with it like her and her sister's did. I turn on the radio and Yo Gotti starts bursting through the speakers and I get hype and start rapping with it.

Look, old money, new niggas I don't really feel 'em
Copped that Lamb off the lot, I can't wait to kill 'em
New crib like the mall, can't fill the closets
Back n forth to the bank, too many deposits
And that's cool, rockin 'em Robins and Giuseppes
Niggas ungrateful ain't no more happy
Please quit axin me for them selfies (Urgh)
I don't take pictures with niggas, (Can't do that)
I take em picture with hoes
He got a bitch and she cheat on him wit bitches
Them my relationship goals
Old problems, new beef, shit may never end
If we ain't broke bread, got no money, we ain't friends
Quit callin me bruh, I ain't yo brother, nigga we ain't kin
(We ain't brothas)
Blood thicker than water, nigga nah, shit thin
Whole label got me here honestly
I got em young gangstas under me
I got them niggas gon gun for me
I'm trynna get me a hunnid piece
On the cool I'm talkin like a hunnid mill
Multi-millionaire but I'm a hunnid still

As I was finto go into the next part my phone start buzzing in the cup holder. I pick it up and see it's Kyarra.

"Talk to me."

"Where you at it's hot as hell." I lean back in my seat as I stop at the red light. She making me mad , I don't like people trying to rush me.

"Mane, I'm on my way."

"I hear you." She hangs up in my face. I should turn my mixed ass around and leave her ass down there. See how long it'll take her to get back to that park so she cab think on the way there. The light changes and a few minutes later I pull up to the police station and see her and her sisters sitting on the steps. I pull up and blow the horn. They so deep in their conversation that they didn't even see me pull up. Dayona looks up while Kyarra and Katrina still talking. I let down my window.

"Like, y'all can walk to the park and get that car and I can just go back to the condo." Kyarra rolls her eyes and gets up with Dayona and Katrina walking behind her. Kyarra gets in the back seat and so does the rest of them. I don't even argue I just put the car in drive and head out the driveway.