Presley Harris/ 5 In MM.
Prince Harris/
5 Years Later..
"So I Have Some Fairly Good News." My Lawyer, Laren Said.
"Okay . Im Getting Out This Hell Hole." I Said.
"Actually Yes. You Have Been On Good Behaviour. You Haven't Faught Anyone Since Your Last Fight. And Your Clear." She Looked Through Her Files.
"So Im Out On Good Behaviour?" I Asked.
"Yes Sir You Are. Judges & You Will Meet Up At 2pm Today." She Said.
"Your Tha Best." I Said.
"Now You Can Do Something For Me." She Sat On My Lap.
"Maybe Ten Years Ago I Would." I Moved Her Off Me. "But I Have A Wife & Kids." I Said & Went Back To My Jail Cell. Counting Down The Minutes To 2pm. I Havent Called Anyone Today. Ill Call Up My Nigga Claud & Tell Him The Good News.
"Wassup Nigga." I Said.
"Damn Havent Heard From You In A Long Time." He Said.
"I Know Man. How Everything Going?" I Asked.
"Yo Family Good. You Know Desi Always Crying About You. Lil Presley Done Grown Up Even Tho She Five. My Lil Man Doing Good." He Said. Yep, Claud Had A Baby With Vonna Finnally.
"Thats Good Man. But Good News. Im Possibly Getting Out Today." I Said.
"Hell Naw.." He Said.
"Hell Yea. On Good Behaviour. I Havent Got Into Any Fights Since Tha Last One. " i Said.
"Thats Good." He Said.
"Imma Need You To Get All My Family Mama's House & Dont Tell Nobody. And Come To My Court Thang At 2pm." I Said.
"I Gotchu Hommie." He Said.
"Much Love." I Said.
"Much Love." He Said & Hung Up.
I Cant Fucking Wait..
Desire Holland Harris/
"Ma, Can You Stop Doing That Im 8 Years Old Now." Princeston Whinned.
"You Dont Love My Kisses?" I Teased.
"Mom." He Said & Grabbed Him A Bag Of Chips.
"Mommy Prior Wont Give Me My Toys." Presley Yelled.
Prior Harris/ 4
"Mommy Presley Wont Share!" Prior Yelled.
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Missunderstood..
Teen FictionPrince Harris Is A Drug Lord. Running Half Of New York's Drug Business. Everybody Thinks Prince Is Coldbloded, Evil , But They Are Missunderstood.