Roselita and i had spent the whole afternoon running our mouths, eating, and playing with the baby. After putting him to bed we finally sat down and watched a season of 'Bad Girls Club' on dvd. "How have you and Mario been doing?" I asked her sipping on a whine cooler. "He's been busy on the streets lately, but we good. He might come home sometime today so you might see him," she answered skeptically. "Girl, that's crazy," I said shaking my head. "Nah, that's the streets unfortunately." We tapped each others whine coolers to that one. My parents would stay away for one or two weeks at a time."Him and Leo have been keeping an ear to the streets too, so you know..." I nodded but said nothing.
Our conversation switched over to the show and us losing our minds talking about what we would do or how we'd handle some things. "Nah, that bitch wouldn't have laid a damn hand on me and she would've been in danger if she came into my fucking personal space," Roselita spat. Roselita was a really down to earth girl who could easily tell the real from the fake ass busters. She never wanted to really fight but her quick temper and quick hands did have a reputation. One that made girls leave her and her man alone.
"Girl please, who you telling them three bitches sure as hell would have been six feet deep, cuz i keep my glock on hand!" I held up my purse as proof and we laughed our asses off. I looked at the clock and it was already 10pm. "I'm gonna go check on Miguel, i'll be right back," Roselita said getting up and holding her stomach in laughter. I muted the t.v. and went in the kitchen to throw away any trash we had. I heard a car door open and close and peeked out the window. Just as i figured, it was Mario.
As usual he had his snap back pulled low, his shoes cleaner than ever, and a pinkie ring full of diamonds on. The streets say he loves to smack niggas with that hand. Knowing him he probably does. Last time i checked he was a jerk to anybody he didn't know, acts like he didn't care when he was a big mushball, and was quick to start a fight especially for his girl and sometimes with her. Him and Roselita were really perfect for each other. I decided to have some fun with him.
I quickly went to the living room, got my glock out of my purse, and hid behind the door. I heard his keys and then the door unlock. I made sure my gun was on safety before he came in and i put the gun to his head. He stopped dead in his tracks, and i kicked the door closed. "Put your hands up and keep your fucking mouth closed, " I said in a deep voice. "You must not know who the fuck i am," Mario chuckled putting his hands up. I was really trying hard to contain my laughter now. "Naw nigga you don't know who i am," I said in my regular voice and laughed. He put his hands down and flicked the light on.
When he turned around to look at me i was bent over crying in laughter, but he wasn't laughing. He yanked me up by my arms and looked at my face hard. "You should know better then to grab a Miller up like that, fool," I said in between my laughter. "Miller?" He looked at me closer, "Oh, shit Jamie, what the hell your ass doing back on this side of town hiding behind niggas doors and shit!" He asked joining in my laughter. He pulled me into a hug and let me go as quickly as he'd pulled me in. "You had your gun's safety on right?" I wiggled the gun in his face and he smiled, hugging me again.
It was really hard for people to trust each other now a days. Roselita came down the stairs and smiled, "Well look whose home," she said sarcastically. "Woman shut up. you know i come home everyday," he argued. "Yeah even if its for only a few hours," she clapped walking into the kitchen. I just shook my head and went to answer my ringing phone. Mario followed his girl into the kitchen where i could hear her cursing."Hello," I answered. "You ready yet? I just remembered we haven't gotten you your new car." my Uncle Miller said into the phone. He still didn't want people to know where i stay. "Yeah for sure," I said as i heard a glass break. "I'll be outside in five," he said hanging up.
"You better calm your ass the fuck down," Mario shouted at Roselita who was walking in the living room too rigid. "You ready to go home girl, i can take you if you want?" "Nah my uncle is coming, besides it seems like your busy." I said grabbing my purse and slipping on my heels. I was ready to go home and get out of this dress. "Girl nah, somebody ass is sleeping on the sofa tonight though," she said going into their laundry room under the stairs and getting out some pillows and covers. As Mario was walking into the living room i was opening the door. "See y'all Friday," I said referring to the party.
"Bye girl," Roselita started. "Take her with you," Mario said smartly getting a pillow to the head. I shook my head and closed the door. Those two would be at each others neck one day and the next they'd have hickeys all over them. Personally i think they enjoyed the fighting just for the making up. A moment later my uncle was pulling up. "First thing tomorrow were gonna go get your car," he said as soon as i got in. "But won't you miss being my chauffeur," I smiled innocently. He scoffed and drove me home and made sure i got in the building before pulling off. This was gonna be a good week, maybe the only good one left. I'd have a lot of hard work ahead of me.
So got the Chapter done but now I'm running late to work next chapter will be the party and a little violence so if you're not into that type of thing, I suggest you disperse now. Be sure to vote and tell me what you think. Our second main character will be coming out in the next chapter. Pitcure of Roselita on the side. That girl is a mess! That's that angry birl love lol, some people might get it.
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On The Rise
RomanceJamie Miller was a stone-cold killer, literally. She has chosen to follow in her parents foot-steps and become a killer but only until she finds her parents murderers'. With her Uncle's help she serves under the same employer and starts working afte...