{ Zee P.O.V.}
The Night Before
"Okay. Now lets go over this again." Marcel says pulling out the blueprint of City National Bank of Florida.
"Man come on now! We done went over this like 15 times today. If I hear it again I might forget" Trey says falling down on the recliner irritated.
"Yeah Marcel. You said the plan so much that I know it like I made it." I said lifting my hands up aggravated.
"Then tell me Zee. What is the plan?" Marcel says pointing at the blueprint.
"Okay then. Trey walks in the bank first and stands in the longest line. While you go and falsely fill out some paperwork close by the security guard so you can easy take him down. Me on the other hand, I stay in the car. For I am the getaway driver. This whole thing should not be over 3 minutes." I said folding my arms.
Clap. Clap. Clap. "Good job boy. You want a treat?" Marcel laughs shaking his head at me.
I walked away from him. Marcel may be my older brother but he always think that he's better than me. I hated that about him but without a doubt I love him and no matter what he put me through nothing will change that.
Trey and I met in middle school. 7th grade to be exact. We liked the same girl, Daphne. Daphne. We fought over her and man was it brutal. But all the while we was fighting she was at the back of the school sucking the basketball star, Luke, dick. Can you fucking believe that? So me and Trey had shaked hands and became the best of homies. All thanks to Daphne the hoe.
I laughed out loud. "Yo, what you laughing at Zee?" Trey says pointing the obvious.
"Pfft. Just thinking about the past. Shit we all been through and whatnot." I say heading towards the balcony.
Marcel and Trey follows me. "See thats what's wrong with you now Zee baby. You think too damn much. Especially on the past." Marcel says bluntly.
"It's inevitable though. It's bond to happen." I say shaking my head.
"Yeah. That is true, but me, myself, I think on the future. I'm thinking about being a porn star." Trey says seriously.
Me and Marcel burst out laughing. "Are you fucking serious bro?" Marcel says still laughing.
"Yes man. I get to bang unlimited bitches and on top of that get paid for it. I mean people always say do what you love." Trey says laughing, throwing his hands up in surrender.
"Well if that's what you truly want to do with your life then do it. I'm not going to stop you. Sad to say, I'm going to support yo lil crazy ass." I say laughing and shaking my head all together. "Trey you know that you're my boy and no matter what you put me through or what you decide to do with your own life, I'm going to be there and down for you for whatever."
Trey wipes away a fake tear. "Oh my bologna! Stop you're going to make me cry."
"Yo. Shut the fuck up man. I'm just being honest." I laugh and shoving him, a little too hard.
He rubs his shoulder. " Damn bro. I was just saying. You are the definition of real." He says.
"What the fuck. If ya'll don't shut ya'll gay asses up, I'm going to jump of this balcony to my death." Marcel says walking away.
"Did you not hear what I said. Me. Bitches. BANGING!" Trey says frustrated following Marcel.
These two. My brother and my best friend. As I watch them walk away, I stay on the balcony, looking upon the city. My eyes fall across the street. A fine ass, no scratch that, a beautiful young woman comes out to take out the trash. It looks as if she just got out the shower. "Be careful there, wouldn't want to break a nail." I tell her sarcastically with a smirk.
She puts the trash in the bin and looks up. "Please. Looks like I can handle more than you." She says laughing putting her hands on her hips.
She starts to walk back into her apartment. "Wait!" I say. She turns around and gestures me to speak quickly. "Sorry, but what's your name beautiful?"
She puts her head down shakes it, trying to hide her well noticed crimson red bush. "It's Journee. Can I go back inside now?" She looks at me a little irritated.
"Sorry. Yeah you can. Good night beautiful." I say watching her go back inside.
"Good night unknown neighbor." She says walking away.
"It's Zee. You can call me Zee." I tell her before she gets inside.
She laughs and with that she is gone. I turn around about to go back inside the house and as I do so I see no other than Trey and Marcel. They burst out laughing.
"Your game is a little weak lil bro." Marcel says laughing in tears.
"Man whatever. I'm going to bed." I walk pass them heading to my room.
"I was rooting for you, we were all rooting for you." Trey says mocking Tyra Banks at me.
I laugh. "Shut up man. Can't stand ya'll. Good night. We got a big day tomorrow" And with that I close my door, heading to sleep.
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Sorry this chapter is so short, but I had to add this little part to the story to add a little something something *wink wink*. Comment on what you think.
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