Days Past Since The Warehouse Incident. I'm Not Gonna Lie, I've Been Keeping My Jesus Piece Close To Me Lately. Only Thing I've Feared All My Life Is God But There's Been A Little Eerie Feeling In The Air. Trisha Is Gone For Another 2 Weeks, But I Thought I Told Y'all This Earlier. So Im Home, Sleeping. I Hear A Knock On The Door.
" I'm Coming, Nigga. "
I Answer The Door. A Chubby Nigga Standing At The Door.
" Yo Wassup My Nigga? " He Said.
" Oh Shit, Herb? Wassup G? "
Herb Williams Is My Homeboy From Middle School. He's A Rapper. He Been Rapping Since I Met Him. A Gifted One Too, I Knew He Was Gonna Make It Big One Day. He Was Selling Drugs Since He Was In The 6th. Crazy Right? But He's Like Family. Just Like Tommy And Marcus.
I Clapped Him Up.
" Get Dressed Yo. Marcus And Tommy Already In The Limo. "
30 Minutes Later, We All Riding Around The City In A Limo.
" Aye Herb, What Brought You Down Here? " I Asked.
" I'm Doing A Show Tonight. So I Wanted To Swing And Scoop Y'all Up For That And The After Party. "
" Nah Like G I Thought You Forgot About Us. " Tommy Said.
" Nah Never That. Y'all Bros. Y'all Family Nigga. "
We All Clapped Each Up.
" Aye So Where Y'all Wanna Go. I'm Paying For Everything. "
" Oh G? " Marcus Said.
" Aye We Out To The Mall. " Tommy Replied.
A Few Minutes Later, We At The Mall. We Running Around The Mall, Hopping In And Out Of Stores. By It Hit 5 O'clock , We Nearly Brought Out Multiple Shoe and Clothing Shoes.
We Sat at The Food Court.
" Man Herb It's Been So Long Since We Chilled. " Marcus Said.
" Yeah I Know. Y'all Still Selling? " Herb Asked.
" Yeah We Do. Some Crazy Shit Went Down A Few Days Ago. " I Said.
" What Happened? "
" Basically We Were Supposed To Drop Off A Shitload Of Drugs To A Gang And Get Over 50k Cash. Marcus Dumbass Shot At The Gang Leader. "
Herb Looked At Marcus.
" Why The Hell You Would Do That? "
" The Nigga Was Spazzing Yo. I Thought He was Gonna Try Some Fuck Shit. "
" Well Anyways, Other Than That Shit Been Cool. " I Said.
" Aye Mia And Melissa Gonna Meet Us Here. " Tommy Said.
" Y'all Still Talk To Them? " I Ask.
" Talk? Nigga We Dating Them. " Marcus Laughed As He Clapped Up Tommy.
" Wow, That Pussy Better Be Heaven Sent. "
" Trust Me, It is. " Tommy Replied.
Hours Past And It's Been An Eventful Day. So Now We Currently At The After Party. Crowd Was Chilled, Everyone Is Laid Back. We All In The VIP Section, Drinking Champagne And Smoking Cigars. This Girl Walked Up To Herb And Yo She Looks Familiar..... Wait A Minute....
She Walks Away.
" Herb, That's Maria? "
" Yeah... How You Know? "
" Yo.... I Gotta Tell You What Happened Dawg. "
" What Happened Kidd? "
" Man.... I Met That Girl Last Week at A Party We Went. I Fucked Her and Allat. Come To Find Out, She's Going Out With Gloria. My Ex Gloria. "
" Oh Shit, You Lying. "
" Nah Bruhh And What Made It Worse Is That That Bitch Ex Is the Gang Leader Marcus Shot. "
" Wait... You Serious?? " Marcus Looked At Me.
" Yes Nigga What The Fuck! "
" Yo That's Crazy. " Herb Chuckled.
" Aye You Just Reminded Me. She Did Tell Me About Her Nigga Being A Drug Dealer Or Some Shit Like That. I Still Fucked Her On The First Night. " Herb Laughed And Clapped Up Marcus And Tommy.
" Aye Marcus I Got A Fat Girl For You. I Know You Like Your Bitches BBW. " Herb Busted Out
We All Started Busting Out Laughing.
Damn... I'm Out Here Attracting Social Whores.
While We Laughing It Up , A Man In Black Walks Into The Session. He Pulls Out A Revolver.
" DESMOND , WATCH OUT! "
Bang!
