Chapter 2

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I was in a deep sleep and woke up from arguing outside my door. Andrea was arguing with a short, black guy. I continue to look out the peep hole. They're face to face. Sounds like they're arguing about drugs and bills. He runs down the stairs and get in his Benz. She just stands there and cry. She walk slowly in her apartment and slam the door. I go back to bed. I'm a bit confuse.

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When I got out of the shower, I heard a knock at the door. I open the door and Nike was standing there with a black dress. That hugs her curves. She has on a pair of red, black, and white Jordan's I had bought her.
I stare in shock a bit. "Damn, miss seeing you get out the shower." She looks at my body and bite her lip. I'm wearing my sport bra and a towel around my waist. "How you get here? Why are you here?" I say closing the door fast. I guess Andrea saw Nike because I heard Andrea knocking at the door. After Nike walked up the hallway. Andrea came straight in and gave me a tight hug. She rubs her hand on my stomach. "You just got out the shower? " Andrea say grabbing on the towel. I pull away. "Who is she? " I hear Nike walking down the hallway. Andrea writes her number on a piece of paper. "I see your busy, so I'm going to
go." When she got into the doorway. Nike stopped Andrea. "Where you going? You don't have to leave. I was just visiting. " Andrea shut the door and walked back in. "Uhm, I'm Andrea. And you are?" Andrea puts her hand out to greet Nike. Nike ignore Andrea hand and walks to me. She puts her arm around me.
"I'm Nike, I'll be leaving. See you at the shop." She kiss my neck, putting pink lip gloss on me.
Andrea just looks at me. I just watch and waited to see what she'll do. "Well, that was intense." She walked to the door. I grab her arm and push her against the door. I kiss her soft cherry tasting lips. "You sure this ok? " She moans while I'm kissing her neck. "Wait, but your girlfriend." She pushes me away. "Thats my ex. We're ONLY friends now." I say. I grab her waist. She pulls her shirt off and I undo her bra. My tongue plays with her nipples. Knock, knock, knock. There's banging on Andrea door. It was the man she was arguing with last night. She gets dress quick, as if, she was late for something. She starts stuttering. "Well, just give me a call and I'll help you at the shop too." She runs out the door and they both went into the apartment. I hear stuff getting thrown around. I hear banging at my door. I finish getting dress. I got my red Polo button down, black joggers, and red Adidas. I look threw the peep hole but it's covered up. I go back to my room and grab my Revolver. I swing the door open and point my gun.
It was my best friend Chance, but we call her Chain. She stay wear different types of Chains. She light skin, short curly alfro, 5'4, blue eyes, and fit. She was good with the ladies and the ladies loved her. "Damn, niggah" Chain say laughing. "My bad didn't know it was you. I'm about to walk out the door." I say putting my gun in the front of my pants. "Whoa, with that?" Chain say concerned. " Never know. " I say shutting the door. Andrea comes out the door looking beautiful as ever. She has a black crock top, white short shorts, and black vans on. "Can I just ride with you? I don't think I'm able to drive there." She say smiling. "Sure." I say grabbing her hand. Chain looks confuse. "Well, I'm Chain and you are?" Chain say when we get to my car. "Andrea." She gets in the car. Chain pull me to the side. " I think I remember her, but it wasn't in a good way." Chain say. " From where?" I say. "I don't know just watch yourself, for real." She warns me. We dap and get into the car.

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