part four

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Torian

making this move was different from others. there was a new address and two bigger bags. hector words replayed in my head

"dont fuck up. dont fuck up. dont fuck up"

I finally dodged my thoughts saying yeah whatever to myself. Tay sat next to me in the passenger seat on her phone. I think we wasn't saying anything to each other because she had this move on here mind too. Tay was older then me by a few months. and she was damn show wiser than i was about these streets. Dont get me wrong ,I was wise enough to not do anything dumb.

Tay always told me that the streets wasn't for me and that I can have the finer things in life without it. But i got in the game easy, and didn't picture myself leaving. Money came so fast. And life was right. Picking up packages , dropping them off, and getting large amounts of money back was my job.

Stopping at a red light, I pulled out my phone, checking to see who been hitting me up. It was only a few temporary females and my ex the most. Although I have a lot of female friends I could always be faithful to my girls. I been with amia since I was 14 . She was my first love. It hurted letting her go. But life is life. I still keep money in her pocket and gas in her car. I planned to stop that though. I placed my phone back into my pocket

*15 minutes later*

Pulling up to the address, Tay nudged me and said,

"yo Tori, you ready ?"

I looked at her, "ain't i always?"

"yeah whateva nigga," she smirked.

We walked to the trunk of the truck pulling the duffle bag over my body, Tay placed hers on her shoulder. I slammed the trunk door. She started to walk off.

"Hold up. Lemme see what time it is."

I checked my phone and it was 7:37.

"this shouldn't take no longer then 8 minutes bro. and this shit betta be legit." I said to her face to face.

"man i gotchu" she said seriously,  lifting up her jacket and shirt showing me jer silver colt covered 32. caliber. I followed her to the front door. I reached for the doorbell but tay stopped my hand and pointed to the door. There was a note instructing us to go to the back door. I smacked my lips in disbelief. We walked to the back stepping over sticks and shit. I got irritated quick as hell. We arrived at the back door. I Was mad as hell thinking about walking back threw that shit. Tay looked at me for confirmation.

"lets just get this shit over with." i said.

She gave the door two knocks. Shocked as hell, a women came to the door. Me and Tay eyebrows lifted. She led us in the house and into some type of den where she at on a nigga lap.

"You Lance ?" Tay Asked Him.

"Yea , Dat Me " he said incorrectly due to his fucked up teeth. And two of em was gold.

"Where the money at?" I asked him.

"Right Herah" he said bending down getting a duffle bag from under the table then throwing it at us. I made the catch, checking the bag to see if money was in there. We threw our bags to him and he checked to see if the drugs were in there. He nodded , and we nodded back assuring him everything was good.

"Nice doin bitness witcha." he added.

We just nodded again and left. Getting into the car and throwing the bag into the backseat. I pulled out my phone checking the time. It was 7:43.

"On Time." I said giving Tay A Handshake.

I pulled off and road a few blocks down and stopped in front of a liquor store.

"Aye , Bro , Hop in the back and count the bands. Make sure its all there while I run in here."

"alright man."

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