the guys
arihah"Where are we going?" I asked just waking up from my nap. I cried myself to sleep and some how, some way Dre got me back in my seat. We were now in Brooklyn but it seemed like we were going farther than we were supposed to.
He glanced over at me noticing I was awake. "I gotta make a quick stop in Forest Hills."
He lived in Canarsie so I knew Forest Hills was about about thirty five minutes away. I didn't reply back I just simply nodded my head and looked around at everything. The beautiful white snow on the ground was thick and it covered a lot of cars and SUVs tires.
I sat up some in my seat to stretch and move my neck around because I was close to getting a crook in it.
"You gon' stay silent over there?"
"I don't know. Why are we going to Forest Hills again?" I asked being nosy.
"You always been nosy but I gotta pick up my homeboy right quick. That's cool with you?"
"One, I'm not nosy I just like to find out a lot of things and two, it's cool with me as long as you feed your little sister before I pass out over here."
He sucked his teeth looking over at me. "You ain't gon' pass out lil girl. You betta' reach in the glove department and get them crackers."
Opening the glove department I found the crackers and also found something else. It was a gun and I wasn't surprised he had one in the car. I just hope he wasn't doing anything stupid.
I stared at it for awhile but I quickly closed it before he got suspicious. I turned up the radio and sung along to every song that I liked until we got to our destination.
Pulling up to this brick house he parallel parked and turned the radio down. "Imma be right back okay? Don't open the door, unlock the door, or roll down the window unless somebody out the house right there come. You got that lil bit?"
"I'm 15 not 5 bro but yeah I gotchu'," I smirked.
"And you always had a smart mouth," he chuckled. "I'll be back, lock the door."
As soon as he closed the door I locked the doors. Watching him knock on the door and walk in the house, I sighed. I pulled out my phone from my purse and looked at the messages I received and was surprise to see a missed call from my mom. I had some notifications from social networks but I'll check those later.
After replying back to all my messages except one, I engaged in a conversation with Tom Tom. Kaydan's message was the one I didn't reply back to but it read you foul for letting him disrespect my pops & ya moms. But most importantly my pops so don't be surprised for the lil gift I'm a give you when you get back. I instantly felt my stomach churn after reading that. I knew this was a threat and I groaned thinking about how I'll have to go back to that house next month. I'll just make the most of my stay here.
I was so caught up on the message I didn't realize the boy at my window. I knew he came out the house cause another guy was walking this way.
After unlocking the door he slide in the back seat which was behind the drivers seat. He had the door open for the other guy. "Dang son I was standing there for a hot minute," he said rudely.
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Unhealthy Fruit| editing.
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