Chapter 2

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Bryson

I honestly don't want Kaliah anywhere in public ta' be real. Shit I'm doing at my age I could get killed fa and being that's ma' lady everybody know she ain' no more safer than what I am.

Kaliah know what's going on, she ain' new to the game. I just hate I brought somebody who loyal and down to earth into this game wimme'. I know if I needed some she'll just be a step beind.

I ain't the drug dealer who wanna be gangsta type of person if that's what you thinkin'.

Back when my daddy was doing fed time I had to shake some spots for myself & momma. Started at a young age & it ain't easy to leave. Money always was decent but I look at it & be like this ain't right. That's just the way I was brought up. But if you kno' like I kno' all money ain't good money.

We got to my house and Kaliah went to my room and went straight to sleep. My home is her home. Sometimes she'll stay nights and I won't even be there. She did say she been tired a few days now. I don't kno' what's goin' on back at home wit' ha' moms but she never got worries on my end.

I sat on the couch strolling on Instagram and it came to my attention that I had a direct message. When I realized who it was it was Ta'Maya. Everybody kno' Ta'Maya. She goes to school with us and she bouta' be a senior too. I been knowing her since maybe the sixth grade. I never really just fucked wit her to be honest. Guess she wasn't my type.

The message read "wussup with you?". I really didn't know what to say. Shid if Kaliah see if I'll get my ass cracked.

I didn't respond to the message but she know I read it. She'll be good. Everybody know she a hoe. That's all she good fa'.

I went to check on Kaliah before I went to Canes to grab us some tenders. She was still sleep and I didn't want to bother her.

I hopped in the truck and pulled out the yard. I needed gas so I stopped at the corner store nearby.

"20 on 3." I told the cashier.

Putting my wallet in my back pocket I heard a female's voice say. "Bry?" I turned around to my surprise it was Ta'Maya.

Shit.

"Oh wuddup." I said back.
"You seen me dm you, you acting funny now?"
"Ion act funny." I laughed.
"Why you didn't text back? Must was with your lil girlfriend?" She said sarcastically.
"Why you worried?" I laughed again.
"I just wanted to talk to you."
"You talking to me now huh?"
"Bry you know what I mean. Where ya phone?" She asked irritated with her hand out.

These bitches so brave nowadays. Ta'Maya fine as fuck. Light skin, ass phat, no stomach & small in the waist. She had long weave and light brown eyes. But she got body counts and everybody in the hood done had ha. So what? I know my standards, I'll be good.

I gave her my phone and she called her owns.

"Just incase you don't ever text or call me I'll have yours." She said giving it back.

"Nah you don't call or text me, I'll do all that." I spoke.

"Whateva." She said ghetto.

I walked out the store & pumped the gas and left. I shot across town to the our food just to get back home. Walking through the door my dad was on the couch.

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