MAD

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Written 4/29/16

Marcus POV
"Groove? Nigga that chu?" One of my good friend's named Big Mike from back in the day greeted.

"In the flesh cuh." I cheered while shaking him up.

"Damn cuz, long time no see. Where's Ghost?"

"That's what I'm back in town for, went missing almost 3 months ago." I state sadly.

"Shit man. Well you know we'll help you. Ghost is much respected. Matter a fact the sets chillen right now at ol' Sleezy boy's."

"Aight. Let's bounce." We hop in his escalade, swerving and going fast.

"Oh shit nigga come look at this! Lil Groove ain't so little no mo'!" A homie I ain't seen since '03 cries out the side door as Big Mike and I make our appearance.

"Nah Cuz you lying. I told yo stupid ass to stop smoking whatever Niyah gave you. That bitch crazier than Sleez's mama." I bet that's that nigga Monty.

We walk in and everybody's jaws drop. Nobody ever thought they'd see me again.

"What's cracking cuh?" I greet casually like I never left.

"I told you! Dumbass gon' snake me like that. A shame." Lil D shakes his head before taking a drag of the dope in his hand.

"A shame? Both y'all niggas should be ashamed. Talk about snaking you? Monty tell me that shit you said bout my mama?" Monty just shakes his head before taking a sip. "That's what I thought." Everybody was silent. "Groove man, how you been cuh?" I shake him up before taking a seat on the beat up leather couch.

"Good, until recently."

"What the fuck happened? Gotchu looking like a sad puppy or some shit." I shake my head getting ready to speak. "Yo where's Ghost? Y'all had a fall out or sum'n?"

"Nah cuz. Ghost went missing." Everybody in the room sighs and goes silent.

"What? You lyin." Sleez shakes his head in disbelief.

"I wish I was."

"Whatcha know bout it? That why you came back?" You think it's Rodney?" The questions start coming all at once from each side of the room.

"I don't know. Some old fat white guy came into my room while I was in the hospital. Told me Ghost wasn't dead if that was what I was thinking and not to worry about it."

"Hospital? You got shot or sum'n?"

"Nah man don't even trip. I tried suicide. Stupid I know. I was high and it was s dumb decision." Everybody shakes their heads in disbelief.

"Wow cuh. What can we do to help catch this mufucka? I mean that was the homie up until you got locked up. Stupid ass got sentenced 9 years." Everybody laughs.

"Man I don't know. I just know we need to get this nigga." Everybody cheers in agreement

"Ain't nobody gon fuck with a nigga from 11 trays. Got that shit coming." Big Mike states before taking a puff of that Mary Jane.

We spend the whole night catching up and planning.

Ghost, you gon be home real soon.

Justin POV
I love when Zaida's happy. Seeing her face when I took her out to the lake, it just made my heart flutter. Wow. That's officially the girliest thought I ever thought of. Anyways, I thought about a lot last night, especially after my angry boner incident. I decided I'd take her out for dinner, like to a restaurant and stuff. Like a real date. Like real couples.