Chapter Eight

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Funicelli

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Funicelli

The way Gabby acted the other day in the mall really had me feeling some type of way. I was even more bothered by the dude she was with. He looked so familiar, but it just wouldn't come to me.

I needed someone to talk to, and Gabby obviously  didn't want to talk to me. She has to talk to me sooner or later. I guess I'll just give her her space; for now. But the last person I wanted to talk to, welcomed me with open arms. 

I sat in the plush chair Emely had in her room. I don't know how I ended up over here, but I did. I was broken out of my thoughts when she appeared back in her room, jumping in her bed to continue our conversation. 

"So what were you saying? You said you saw Gabby in the mall yesterday?" 

We're actually broken up for real this time. Oddly, we're still cool. I honestly just came over here to see if she knew about Emely and this "Ant" guy. Emely's ass know everything about everyone. Im surprised she's actually listening to me talk about Gabby, especially after everything that went down. 

"Yeah man, and she was with some other guy. The nigga name was Ant." I was thinking back to yesterday in the food court, when Emely's nasty ass laugh brought me back to reality. 

"The fuck you laughing for?"

It took her a while to calm down. Her and that annoying ass laugh. After she stopped, she stared at me with a smile on her face.

"Was Ant lightskin with hella tattoos?" She put air quotes around the name Ant, and I nodded my head.

"I thought your dumbass would have fucked up my plan, but I guess not. Thanks babe." She continued to laugh again, leaving me very confused. What plan was she talking about? Her ass is off the shits.

"What the hell you talking about?"

"You being serious right now? Ant is my brother fool!" 

I stared at her with a confused look on my face before realizing she was right. I knew I saw his ass somewhere before. When we were together, she introduced us. We never really saw each other though since he has his own place, so he was barely over here. How the hell did they even meet? "Shit!"

Ant and Gabby? The hell. First off, he's like 22 years old. He's a damn drug dealer for crying out loud. What is she doing with him?

"How the hell they even got together? Ain't this some shit. And what fucking "plan" you talking bout?" 

Once again, she started laughing loud as hell. I was getting real pissed off with her, I just wanted some answers. "Could you stop fucking laughing and explain!" 

"Okay, Ill let you in on the plan." I waved my hands, motioning for her to continue.

"Don't rush me, nigga! But just remember, I'm doing this for us, and Gabby and her friends are gonna get what they deserved."

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