Life of a female Gangster©

Chapter - TWENTY TWO

Author's note: Wassssuppp! I hope you guys are having a good week of School. I mean yeah, school isn't the most entertaining them, (unless you're with your friends). But anyways, vote and comment on this chapter! It may seem short, but don't comaplin, lemme get some more votes and comments for this story. By at least, chapter 30 I want this story to have 80,000+ reads! Lol, thanks for being super amazing fans...I got some new fans that I'm really excited about. Anyways, yeah!! Read on & enjoy!



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[Trisha]



It was a fun night, I had to admit. I enjoyed, my time with my boyfriend, and best friend. We knew how to get down. However, the party was far from over, matter of fact it was just starting up! Some more songs, played like 'Get Low' by Lil John, and everybody started actin wild. They grabbed their boyfriends, and homies; and began gettin low.

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It looked like they were doing the nasty...but in their clothes. Maya, was still at the bar, soaking up the alcohol. Me and her needed to get low.





So that's what I did.





I went, over to her and tapped her half drunked ass, on the shoulder. She turned around, with red blood shot eyes, wet lips, and wide eyes.





"Whaaat?" She says, obviously in a drunked state. I was surprised to, because usually it would be ME getting drunk, not her.





I scruntched up my face, exaiming her. Her dress, had risen up a little, showing her black thong, and I instructed her to pull it down, a bit for her sake. She fumbled with it for a minute.





"Okaaay, girl I came over so we can dance to this song, but, seeing as you're drunk then a drunken man, movement is not what you need" I say, glancing at my drunked friend.





Instantly I felt bad. Here I was doig the nasty on the couch, while my best friend was out getting drunk.





I pursed my lips together. Jamal came and wrapped his arms loosely around my waist. "What's wrong with her?" He asked, meaniń Maya.





"Drunk." I say.



He didnt respond.





What were the best ways of detoxicating alcohol from a seventeen year olds body? The world may never know.

[Jamal]



Earlier when I had came into the party high, Devon & I had discussed my status in the group. He told me in order for me to get higher in the rankings, I would have to earn his trust. He told me he couldn't trust anybody, so I was lucky that I was even given a Chance to do so. We were cracking jokes, and passing the blunts like no other. One turned into three, and three turned into five. We smoked them In under thirty minutes. I was baked, when I walked in that joint of a party.





Anyways, my girl was lookin good as always. Ass was fine up in that short ass skirt. Tight as blouse, that almost made her titties pop out. Damn, and she still wasn't giving a nigga much. Sure she, let me get in-btween them legs....a little finger here...and a little bit of that, but it's still not the same.

I wonder, though if Maya was still a virgin. I know I shouldn't have been thinking these thoughts, while couped up with my own girl, and seeing as how Maya was unthinkablely, drunk. She did look good, in that blue  dress. It was the right length for her anyways, that showed off her nice bronzed legs. Track was doing wonders for her.

But of course,a  nigga can only dream, and that's what I'll keep on doing. Of course, I would never jump Maya's bones, like that. I know she wouldn't let me, and second I know Trisha would kick my ass. She would, be all up in my face, and a nigga aint' trying to hit a female. I only, do that with niggas, but my Mom's always told me, even the females, who think they're tough, need a good slap. Not, saying to go all Chris brown on her, but it's something to think about at times.

But, I would never hurt my Trisha. I'm too much of a man, to do that. I love that girl.

A lot.

[Maya]

I mean I didn't mean to get drunk, it sorta just happened. I just wanted myself to let loose for awhile. One drink turned into two, and then two turned into four. So I was a little wasted. The, former Maya would never have let it go out of hand like this, but the current and newer Maya is liking this a little bit more.

My head swam, with all my jumbled thoughts, bits of just plain old fragments, were running in my head. Hell, I could barely even process, what the hell I was thinking about. The blaring music, was pounding my head, and when Trisha dragged me off, and instructed me to sit still somewhere, until the buzz wore off. Which, in my opinion would take a half a day just to wear off.

Bits and pieces of me, began to relax against the soft red relvet couches. I fluttered my eyelids, closed, enjoying the thrumming of the beat of a song, I didn't regonzied. I heard, a lot of people yelling, and just having a good time. 

"I know, you aint' think I forgot about that look you gave me, earlier." A deep voice said.

"Yeah, yeah." I muttered, getting suddenly tired. I didn't bother opening my eyes, I already knew who it was.

It was Him. Here we go, I thought.

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Author's note: This chapter will pick up again in the next one. Lol I wanted to leave you guys with a cliff hanger! Don't complain that it's short, cause I know! But i had a bad day at school some of the people there are just so ignorant, and primarily racist! anyways, ya'll know how that is...if it was any other black person they already know that they would get their butts kicked! Anyways, vote & comment, thanks for being patient with me. LOVE MY NEW FANS. CHECK OUT IT WON'T STOP, WHICH WILL START RIGHT AFTER THIS BOOK IS COMPLETE. THANKS, HAVE A GREAT THURSDAY.