Anxiety

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****** Jairus ******

A week has passed and the gas leak was still not fixed. We didnt have to go to school but them teachers were not playing with them online assignments. I kinda of missed school. With me living all the way out here in Clinton, unlike my city friends, I couldnt just get up and walk to my friends house or catch a quick bus. I literally lived a good thirty minutes away from the city and then from there I would have to get to who ever house I was going to which in city traffic would take me a good 25 minutes. So I just been at home and at work. Besides, other than Kendra none of my other friends were really texting or callling me to ask me to come out or make a move with them. I hadn't even talked to Will. The last time I seen him was at the dance studio. I tried calling him that night but I didnt get an answer. On the inside I was still feeling some type of way about that. When I was mad at Will, he would call me a thousand times or send me back to back texts until he fell asleep but this time. He didnt. Not one call, not one text, I havent even seen any sign of him on social media. He literally dropped off the earth. I dont even know if he's okay or not but I knew I would need to check up on him soon. Although Will and everyone else wasnt making my hotline bling. My baby, Kendra sure was. After the day at the dance studio we had been chilling everyday. She had been spending the night over here everynight and of course with Kendra crazy ass we fussed and argued a couple times since she been here but I really been loving her company. Earlier, Phoenix had called and asked what we was doing. So she asked Kendra, if she got a ride over here could she come over. I told her it was fine and shortly after Phoenix was arriving. All day we cooled it, watched movies and shit. Now we were in the kitchen playing uno.

"Jairus. Its your go." I heard a voice say.

"JAIRUS!" Phoenix loud ass yelled snapping me out of my day dream.

"Whaa whaat?" I said returning back to earth.

"It's your go fool." She informed.

I looked down at my deck, picked a card and threw it down ontop of the pile.

"Draw four bitch." I laughed out making sure Phoenix knew it was for her.

"Yall some cheating ass bitches. Get your boyfriend Kendra!" Phoenix whined.

"No, your ass just suck." Kendra said napping me up.

Phoenix shook her head as we laughed her out. Phoenix had half the deck in her hand. There was no way she could win this game at this point.

"Im boutaa just quit!" Phoenix exclaimed.

"Dont quit girl it's just a ga-" Kendra began to spit out until the ringer on her phone went off.

Kendra looked at the number on her phone and walked from the kitchen into the nearby bathroom. Her phone had been ringing ever since she got here and I didnt pay too much attention to it. But whoever been calling her all weekend must really need something.

Kendra POV

The bathroom door closed behind me as I locked it. After looking at my vibrating phone, I answered the call while sitting on the closed toliet seat.

"Heyyyyy." I answered the phone.

"Shawty, you playing too many games." His voice came through.

Hearing his voice..... was the weridest thing ever. His voice was calm as hell but his words had all the punch. He was the only person in the world I knew could be mad ass hell and still sound like he was having a good ass day. As in he.... I mean Royal. Or shall I say Papi Santo. Chresanto August was no regular dude. Chresanto was a guy with many different personalities, therefore he went by many different names from different people. Chresanto; was used by people who grew up with him. Such as his mom and close family members. Then there was Royal aka Roc; the lover boy. When he used this name that meant you was someone he was interested in or females that knew him usually called him by that name. But on the streets he was known as Papi Santo. Papi Santo was the drug lord. Santo had everything any pheen needed. He had weed, meth, cocaine, his homemade sizzurp, but what really made the money was CODE X ! Code X was a pill that he sold out of Advil bottles. And only Papi Santo's girls sold the Code X. He said it was because 'Women attract better business'. By that he meant we had to do whatever we had to do to sell the pills to his higher customers. People who bought the pills was usually white, had stocks and shit but lets not forget their mansions and yacht parties. You had to have money to buy a bottle of the pills. With one bottle costing a little over $1000, of course for so much money what you get from the pill had to be worth it. The side effects from the pills was extensive but the main side effects people hoped for was the sexually arrousal enhancement & the relaxation of nerves. It was extremely addicting and i've even seen niggas strug out off the shit. It was hard to get the drug out there at first but thats why Papi Santo has girls like me. We did the dirty work and in the end Santo didnt forget to break us off. Santo spotted me one day around my hood. He drove around in that shiny ass black car of his and pulled up on me that day. Thinking he was trying to holla at me..... At first I ignored him but he ensured he wasnt trynna holla at me but that he wanted to use me to make him and me some money. I was nervous at first but after my first delivery, it was hella easy. I was getting BREAD from working with Papi Santo and all I had to do was go to some parties and give the bottles of drugs to people in exchange for the money. You aint have cash? Shit, we even had the credit card automated app on our phones. All of this was completely safe as well. With Santos needing us to work for him, he always made sure we felt comfortable. That was one thing he always did, was make people feel comfortable. He didnt play with people fucking with his 'honeys', because if you fucked with us, then we wouldnt want to work, which makes him lose money.... which he was BIG on. Making money was his life and he never lost a girl or a customer. When at the parties, everything would fine until a target customer doesnt want to buy the drugs. At this extent, they may want a little touch which Santo warned us about. Some nights, target customers, wanted to feel on us before making the exchange which we allowed. After all we had to get this money ! So it wasnt a question. But one night, a target customer of the night got to touchy with one of the, honeys named Bubbles, and she almost quit! But of course after spending the night with smooth talking Santos. She was right back dealing at the next event. Santos wasnt a bad guy but like all men he had his ways. Me and Him had a good understanding with things and from the beginning i've always told him. I will be here to help you as long as it doesnt affect my school and I stood strong by that.