Chapter 2

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~ 8 Months Earlier ~

Chris 's POV

"Yo chris! Wait up!" I heard Jerome call out from behind me. Damn, I've been trying to avoid this man all day!

Jerome is one of the dealers I work for. He runs this town, anyone he wants dead is a dead man walking, bound to be shot any second by one of his men. He controls basically every drug you can think of in this county. I only sell weed but he has dudes that sell it all.

I go to him and get a few pounds a couple times a week, I sell it and he gets 40 percent of the profit. Apparently I haven't been selling enough lately and he is no where near happy with me.

A problem with him is the last thing I need right now. I'm actually trying to get my shit together and stop selling.

"Aye, What's up Jerome?" I really hope he's  not trying to settle things with me now. I can get him his money, I just need time. My parents have been on my ass lately and I'm not trying to get caught anytime soon.

"What's up? You know what's up Chris. So you slackin' on me now? You know I need my money! If you can't get it to me, I'll get someone else. I'm sure you don't want that do you?"

"Nah man, it's not even like that. You know I respect you and your money, I've been selling. Don't worry about that. I gave you your profit last week, I just have to make a few more deals this week and you'll have the rest by Sunday" I lied.

I need to make more than a few deals this week to get him his money. I mean I have it, but tomorrow is me and Adrianna's 1  year anniversary. I know what it sounds like. Putting my girl before my grind and all that shit but you just don't get it.

Adrianna is my everything, she's all I care about. As long as I got my money, and my girl everything is good. Fuck Jerome, my girl comes first. I'll get him his money eventually.

"Damn right I'll get my money Sunday! Sunday night at 8, meet me at the house. Don't be late... enless you want me to make a visit to your house to collect my money. And don't try to screw me over Chris, get me my money"

"Chill Jerome, I got you! Sunday at 8. I might come around Friday to fill in sone orders I have. You'll get your money."

"Oh I know I will, one way or another " he walked off in the other direction.

Damn, Its already Tuesday. I need to come up with 550$ minimum by Sunday night. I have 96 hours to make 550$. Well I guess I'll be out selling tonight after I go over to Adri's house.

I still remember the day I met her just as if it was yesterday.

Her and her family had just moved down here to Miami from Georgia the summer before our ninth grade year. It was just my luck they moved right next door to me.

When I first layed eyes on her I had to do a double take. Her curvy body, long curly hair, plump lips and light brown eyes caught me off guard. Even back then she was a goddess. I couldn't help but stare at her.

So me being the kind young man I am, volunteered to go over and help them unload the moving truck.

I really just wanted a better look at her but I figured helping out a little wouldn't hurt.

 I unloaded the truck for them after introducing myself to her parents. I caught her staring at me from the corner of my eye so I decided to go make conversation.  "Hey, this might sound sort of weird but I just had to come and tell you that you are absolutely breathtaking," I said grabbing her hand and placing a kiss to the top of it    "I'm Chris, what's your name beautiful?"

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