"Yea, you would've got caught if it wasn't for me" I said walking up the street with Chucky. Awhile ago we were running from the shot being blasted. Motherfuckers tried to finesse us .True, we were just corner boys hustling but, we had to do we had to make a living on our own . Living in Peoria, Illinois wasn't a joke. Growing up you were told the only thing that you were capable of doing is hooping, rapping, or you can trap. Growing up a bastard and in an unstable community it was like you had no choice but to become apart of statistics.
Chucky was a childhood nickname for him which represented how close we were. Just like Chucky and Tommy from rugrats. I was Tommy and he was Chucky.
"Yea yea, whatever boa" he laughed waving me off.
I looked at him through peripheral and seen he was bleeding on his shoulder from a bullet graze.
"Nigga, do you not feel that" pointing it out.
"Aww damn" he said but he didn't seem fazed.
"Come on to the trap. Stacy gone get you right"
He looked at me funny.
"Yes dad" he teased.
Its funny how much we resented each other when we first met but now not even blood could make us any closer.
We walked down to the trap where we met people playing dice outside.
We walked past everyone and straight to the room where Stacy was to do what we had to.
Neither Chucky nor I fuck with the people here. We do this trapping to get the money not the make friends. Honestly, he's the only one I rock with heavy.
She started out getting out the aid kit as you laid down.
Meanwhile, i pulled out a pre rolled blunt and took out a douple cup. Before i started my cup I put my dreads up in a messy bun to get my hair out of the way.I put the Gummy bears then ice into the cup then pour in the sprite mixes with the syrup.
"Nah joe, did you just put gummy bears innat" he said with a stank look.
" Its good asf " I said taking a sip then inhaling from the blunt in my hand. I offered him a sip in which he declined.
Afterward, i got caught up in my thoughts. For awhile now ive been thinking about moving the Atlanta or what aome now call Chi-lanta . I needed an escape from all the bull happening in Illinois.
The hiss noises Chucky was making because of the is what snap me out my thoughts.
"Im thinking bout leaving for the A" i said sharing my thoughts.
" Damn, forreal. Merch it" he said stunned.
I never thought I would leave. I got so much for where im from and things ive learned here are incomparable to any other place.
Even though Peoria isnt a nice place to live you could learn all at. Especially me. Being the observative person I am.
" On foe nem. Been thinking about this for awhile." I said still thinking.
"When we leaving" he said making me smile a little.
"How a week sound"
" Damn, just a week to say bye to all my hoes" he said chuckling.
"Yessir"
We gone be outchea and when that happens everything changes. Believe that.
-Just A Intro To Get TO Know A Little About The Main Character. Action is coming soon. Like real soon. As soon as the next chapter
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