Can't Love The Hood

14 | Best Friend

| Angel Roberts |

Whenever I'm down, I call on you my friend
A helping hand you lend, in my time of need so I
I'm calling you now, just to make it through
What else can I do, don't you hear my please
~ Brandy

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I decided to spend lunch in the library since I have a project to work on. I had previously chosen King as my partner, but I'd rather just work on it myself and let both of us take the credit because I refuse to associate with him. As I typed away on the powerpoint, filling it with information, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around to see Amber, and rolled my eyes before giving my MacBook all of my attention.

"Bitch, I know you felt me tapping you?", she said before walking in front of me, taking a seat at the table. I ignored her and continued to do my work. To me, this bitch is non existent.

"Well, since you want to be a dumb bitch, I thought I'd just let you know that I know about you bitch.", she said, popping that stank ass gum.

"Bitch, you don't know shit 'bout me and I advise you to get the fuck out my face.", I said, keeping my eyes on my computer.

"Or do I, Elle?", I looked up at her to see a smirk on her face as she twirled her stiff ass weave in her fingers.

"Fuck you all up on my pussy for bitch?", I asked, wanting a logical explanation. The only person to ever call me Elle was Money and now this bitch scheming.

"Well, my cousin Dreaka or as you know her, Cherry, told me all about you and that Money sexy ass. Biggest drug lord that was on the west coast, and he settled for a bitch like you."

"I guess the art of hoeing, tricking, dick sucking and bitching run in the family.", I said, sizing her shit. I could feel all this tension, or maybe it was just the heat coming from her hot ass breath.

"Look bitch, I know about you. I know you and Money did some crazy ass shit and I know you used to run game for him back in L.A.", she said.

"I don't know what the fuck you're talking about.", I bluffed.

"Yes you do bitch. You're not as innocent as you play. I know how you used to make drops for him Angel, but little did you know, you tried to get one over on the infamous BJ.", she said.

"Who the fuck is BJ and why the fuck have you been 'round here doing all this damn back ground work and shit? You must really love me, huh hoe? I mean, I know I'm fine, but I don't rock that way baby girl, and if I did, I couldn't fuck with your loose pussy ass."

"Shut the fuck up. You've taken something from me Angel, and now, I want it back.", she smiled this crazy ass smile, but I wasn't buying it. If this bitch think she's crazy, then I must be fucking insane.

"Little do you know, the last drop you made for Money was for BJ to have and it was a set up, which is why Money sent you and is also why he had to leave L.A. Now you're sitting here in a new city, living all high and mighty, like you didn't start the beef between the east side and them niggas that roll with BJ. Bitch, King got jumped over some shit that you caused. Just wait until he finds out.", she smirked.

"I don't know what the fuck you're talking about and I don't know who the fuck BJ is.", I said.

"Oh, I know you've heard of Brandon Jackson. You're at his house almost every weekend bitch.", she said, while getting out of her seat. "All I have to say is, you better watch your back, and stay away from King, or else."

"Or else what hoe? Ain't nobody scared of your want to be Queen Elizabeth ass? Kick rocks trick.", I rolled my eyes at this dumb hoe, she got shit all twisted.