Life and Pregnancy

Chapter 23- Help Me Out

Sorry for the wait,it's a good chapter tho

Laya

That was funny as hell. One week went by and Ima still thinking about that. "No I seriously want to know what you saw in that nigga." Jacob says. He actually fun to be around,he just irritating as hell though. "I don't know I just had a big crush on him,I thought he was cute." I say mumbling the last part. He not ugly at all though. "Well,that's you I guess." He says.  "Plus he was a fuck boy any way,he always was asking for nudes and stuff,he kinda pressured me into having sex with him." I say. "I be messing with girls,but I ain't bout to pressure nobody,if they don't want to do it then they don't wanna do it,I usually don't have that problem though." He says smirking. "Yea,what's your job any way?" I ask. I know I keep on asking but I really wanna know. He rolls his eyes. "What you wanna know for? You always asking me that." He says. "I just want to know more about you,that's all." I tell him. If he sell drugs so be it. "Im a pharmacist." He finally says. "Oh wow." I say giggling. "What's so fucking so funny." He says.  "You mean to tell me you got all this from being a pharmacist? Really?" I ask. "You nosey as hell,I'm leaving." He says getting up. "Don't leave,I'm bored." I say grabbing his shirt. "You never told me were you were from." I add.,trying to start a conversation. "Don't be grabbing my shirt like that." He says fixing it. "I'm from Tappahannock Virginia." He says. "What? I thought you were from Cali." I say. He shakes his head. "It's a very small town in Virginia,and naw I ain't from here,are you?" He asks. "Yea,I'm from Compton." I say. He laughs. "You don't act like it." He says. "You don't know me." I say. "Okay." He says.

His phone starts ringing. "Wassup." He says answering it. "Damn foreal?" He says in a shocked tone. It must be something serious. "Alright I'll see what I can do you." He says. "Okay I'll be on it tonight,alright bye." He says then hangs up the phone. "Soo Laya." He says. "Yeaa?" I say in a curious tone. He sound like he want something. What ever it is,it be not be stupid. "Can you help me out,I need a favor." He says. "Wassup with it?" I say. "Okay so,it's these niggas that's tryna take down my nigga,he like a, uhh." He says,it sound like be trying to think of something to say. "He a in the street type of dude and we good friends." He says figuring it out. "So what that got to do with me?" I ask. He need to be more specific. "So we Finna take down this dude,before he take him down,this where your part come in." He says. "I need you to dress up,like look at least nineteen so we can trap this nigga." He adds. Oh hell no. "Nigga what? I'm fifteen." I say. "So? I'm seventeen,what's your point?" He says. "My point is,that's a four year difference."I point out. "Can't you just put on some make up to make you look like it? I know you can you just making up excuses,come on." He says. I sigh. "So what do I get out of this?" I ask. "You don't get shit asshole." He says. "You just helping me out,cause I'm your friend." He adds putting emphasis on the word friend. "Well I guess." I say. "Good,can you even do makeup?" He asks. I nod my head yea. "I use to do my brothers girlfriend makeup." I tell him. Lord knows I don't miss her. "Okay,well Ima take you to that iMac or Sephor store so you can buy what you need. Ima let you know how to disguise." He says. I start giggles. "Nigga you mean Mac and Sephora?" I say laughing. "I don't give a damn about them stores,shit I barley know your name." He says. "Whatever." I say. "So when we going?" I ask. "My nigga can you wait? It's five o'clock." He says. "My bad,shit you the one asking all extra early and shit." I say. "I said tonight,if you unaware that means at night time." He says. "Don't do that." I say. "Do what?" He asks. "Nothing." I say. Now I see what they mean when they say girls are five years more mature than boys. "Anyway,we need to be getting ready at about,ten- I cut him off. "Why so late? " I ask. "Can you just listen to what I'm saying." He says. "Okay okay." I say. "So we need to be leaving like now,so we can buy this stuff and get you prepared." He says. "Well can you explain to me tie plan first?" I ask curious. I'm not bout to walk through the whole process not knowing what I'm doing. "Well so it's this guy,he tryna take my nigga down,you know I already told you this part. So basically I need a really attractive female I can trust,this where you come in. We gone be in a club,and you just gone be sitting there by yourself looking good and stuff,you know. Then he gone come up to you." He says. "Hold up,am I supposed to do something with him? Cause from what you talking about I'm pretty positive it's a grown ass man,and if it is,all y'all niggas got me bent cause I ain't fuckin nobody." I say. He takes a deep breath. "The nigga ain't that old,he like nineteen,and no you don't gotta do shit with him. I see where you coming from you would be uncomfortable,that's okay. All you gotta do is just lead him on." He points out. "Whatever,how do I even get in the club? How do you even get in? We both underage." I point out. "Laya you can't think in that mentality,as far as we know,your nineteen and I'm twenty one." He says pulling out what I'm assuming is his fake ID. I shake my head. "Wow,so we're mine at." I ask. "I texted my guy on that." He says. "We need to be leaving now,we got four hours to get you looking like a bad bitch,let's go." He says pulling my arm. "Wow,so where's our first stop?" I ask. "Well,we gotta drop your daughter off first,at my nigga house,he the dude that watched her the last time,my kids over there also." He says. "Umm no. Why you always dunking your kids off with him? What if he don't like it but he just doin it cause your his bestfriend?" I ask. He stares at me with a blank face. "First of all,boys not fake like y'all girls,if he felt some of way he would have said something. Second,I only drop my kids off over there when I got sum to do or if it's an emergency,and he do the same shit and have been doing the same shit since we had kids." He says. I shake my head. "How many kids he got?" I ask. "One. He a lot smarter than me when it come to bitches." He says. "But foreal,come on we don't have a lot of time,believe me it go by fast." He says. "Okay I guess." I say getting up. I grab Zaria's diaper bag then put on my Nike flip flops. Then follow Jacob the the door then out the house. He locks the door. "So what car are you driving today big money?" I ask joking wit him. He smiles. "That one." He says pointing at a black on black Camaro. "Oh shit fuck it up." Hi say. He starts laughing.