gang related ≠ d.l

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"just, let me leave," i paused, whispering to nate, "ill be back, i promise," i sighed, looking into his chocolatey eyes. "i cant. you just got back," he said, his eyes getting glossy. "nate, no one is getting killed because of me," i said, kissing his cheek. i leaned over to ty, "when we leave set up a mission to get me. hes in a warehouse 3 miles away from here. theres gang graffiti. its just a whole bunch of ls and hs. its in a beat up old town. if were not there, tell derek to go to dizzys house, or mr. luhs house," i said, hugging him, kissing his cheek. 'hurry' i mouthed to him, backing away. i set my gun on the floor, sliding it over to dizzy. "ill come, but under one condition," i said, putting my hands on my hips. "what is it?" dizzy scoffed, rolling his eyes. "leave me and my family alone," i looked over at mr. luh, "and leave derek and his friends alone," i finished. they both rolled their eyes, sighing. "fine, whatever," dizzy spoke, walking towards me. "and if you dont keep that, i will gladly choke you both with your own ball sacks, got it?" i said, raising an eyebrow. they nodded. "come on, ive got things to do," mr. luh said, grabbing my arm, pulling me away from nate. i looked at ty, nodding my head. he smiled, cocking his gun. i was pulled out into the darkness of the night, a slight breeze blowing through the trees. i was shoved into a car, dizzy sliding in beside me. he sat his gun on his lap, pulling a joint out of his pocket. he lit it, taking a puff, inhaling the amazing THC. he handed it over to me. i took a puff, taking in the fruity flavor. i blew out the smoke, clearing my throat. "is that blackberry or some shit?" i asked him, handing the rolled joint back to him. "yeah, grow it myself," he whispered in my ear.

most men that work in a gang related to drugs, especially marijuana, around here usually have to smoke the gang leaders dope, not their own. if you dont smoke their shit, you dont smoke anything. thats the gangs around here for you.

i smiled, enjoying the flavor. "you have to teach me. that shits good," i said, taking it out of his hands, and taking another puff.