Chapter 5

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Tyga

"Who are you"

The figure just stood their

"My nigga speak" Kentrell said getting frustrated

I blinked my eye and that nigga got was gone

" Oh hell no I am out this bitch!! , fuck this have all yo shit cuz I'm not havin' it" Kentrell walked out with my scared ass right behind him

We got in the car and started driving

"My nigga what the fuck was that!" I yelled at him

"Nigga I was in the same position as you about to shit bricks and all!"

" Man , bye " I unlocked the door to let him out

Well It ain't no way I'm taking my bitch ass to bed to tonight so I drove to Havana's house

I knocked on her door then waited for an answer after a few second she opened the door

Havana

I open the door to see that boy from the other night

" What are you doing here"

"I'm bored" he says to me like we're the average everyday pals

" Nigga where t'f your friends at "

"Home"

"Well me to " I try to close the door but he stops it

I smile " come in"

He looks around "nice place you got"

" Yea , dont touch nothing ill be back you can sit down somewhere if you want"

"Cool " he smiles at me

Tyga

As I look around I see a pink half sheet of paper , I walk over to it and see its an eviction notice

" Damn I didn't know She had it that bad " I wanted to just walk away from the paper like I didn't see nothin but I can't just let this girl get put out on her ass cause I know how it feels so I damn sure aint bout to let it happen to somebody I know

She walked back in the room

I don't know how to sugar coat shit so I had to ask her straight up

" What's this " I hold up the pink slip

She just looked at me like she was ashamed

" It's nothing to be ashamed of ma It happens to the best of us but what you gone do"

She looked down like she was about to cry " I don't know "

I couldn't just be like oh well mama raised a man not no lil ass boy

" Come on start packing your stuff" I told her

" What" she said in shock

" I spoke English start packing all the stuff you wanna take you "

" Take me where"

" To my house, come on let's not make shit more completed than it really is "

I say bluntly

" But I barley know you"

" Well I mean you let me in your house so you gotta have some type of trust for me so get packing and ill be back in three days to start bringing your stuff to my house"

" She just stood there and shook her head"

"Imma see you later ma " with that I left

Havana

He did have a good pont if I let him in my house I must have trust for him because you don't just let anybody in your house

I mean yea I don't know him to well but what other choice do I really have , its not fun being in the streets because the streets love to bring niggas in but it hates to let niggas out

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