In Too Deep.

Crack

(Tre's POV)
2 Days Later...

While Peanut was out moving weight, I was laid up with my baby. It was nice but I really wanted to be out working, I didn't like relying on other people. I should be taking care of her. "Baby." She cooed in my ear softly. I rolled over to look at her.

I never got tired of looking at her... she was just that beautiful to me. "I love you." I said. Not taking my eyes off of her. She started to blush and her cheeks turned a bright red.

"Stop." She said blushing. "Stop what?" "Staring." I let out a chuckle. "I'm sorry baby girl, I can't help it." She threw a pillow at me. And as bad as I wanted to throw one back I couldn't because of the pain in my shoulder.

"Ouuuch!" I said grimacing. She shot me a look of concern. "Oh my god, baby I'm sorry." "It's good, it's good I'm okay." She rubbed my shoulder, still concerned. "It's okay Alicia" She half smiled, as she got up from the bed. "You hungry baby?" She asked.

I nodded changing the channel on the TV. "Okay, I got you." She called from the kitchen. Nothing good was on and I was bored as hell. I played in my braids, they were all frayed and loose I hadn't re-braided them since the night I met Li at Nikko's kickback.

I had the sudden urge to pee so, I propped myself up on the bed, placing my feet onto the ground as I made my way to the bathroom. After I relieved myself I washed my hands and made my way to the kitchen. There she was in-front of the stove making burgers for me.

They smelled so good, and she was looking so right in them tight ass boy-shorts that barely covered her ass. I really wished she wasn't so forreal about the marriage thing. I mean I would marry lil mama.. Eventually.

I creep'd up behind her, getting a good grip of it in my hand and squeezed it. She turned around, and playfully hit my chest. "Boy gone somewhere!" She yelled. "C'mon, let a nigga have some fun baby.." I chuckled as I kissed on her neck.

"I'm serious Tre, aren't you supposed to be laying down anyway?" She pointed out as she placed the patty on the toasted bun. I rolled my eyes and smacked my lips, as I sat at the dining table. She placed my plate in front of me and pecked my lips. "I just want you to heal properly baby, so you can be right back on your feet okay?"

(Peanut's POV)

I was still lowkey pissed about what happened to my brother man. I wished G-Note bitch ass would stop hiding and sending his fuck-boys out to do the work for him. I was still iffy ass shit working for T-Nash though, he'd been our enemy for the longest, and I didn't like the idea of being displayed as a trader.

I shook my thoughts when T placed a couple bags in my hand. "You got two days to sell all this shit and run me my money for your pay as well as some more supply. Since you already pretty advanced I wont start you off with weed like my other beginners, you'll sell white."

White? That's pure crack! G-Note didn't even let us sell crack yet. I took the bags and headed out to my car. He let me know where all the feans be at and all the hot spots to hit. I got straight to work..

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I hopped in my car and was on my way to meet that Latino chick I was with a few days ago. She called me the other night, right after putting Rainy ass to sleep.

"Hello?" I whispered.

"Hola papi."

"Wassup widd it ma?"

"Where'd you run off to so soon? I was muy (very) lonely."

I heard some muffled groans from rainy.