"Lil Shorty" I had awaken from this weak ass text from Ezekiel. He sure knew how to get under my skin. I looked at the time and it was on 2:36p.m. I had only been sleep for 2 hours.
"Wassup" I Sent back a weak response to his weak ass text. I started laughing to myself because I knew he would be just as irritated as I was.
I was mad at myself for waking up because I wouldn't have shit to do for the next couple of hours. Five minutes had gone by and he still didn't respond. Fuck it I thought. Trying to force myself back to sleep he texted me.
"Wyd?" Shit I thought. I was honestly doing nothing.
"Nothing, just woke up. Wyd?"
"On my way home." He replied.
I felt the conversation was going nowhere but I still wanted to talk to him.
"I Wanna Go with you" I was shocked at myself for even sending the message. I put my phone down because I didn't wanna read his response. I wouldn't be ready especially if he told me no. Zzz... he replied.
"You sure?" I'm glad he asked this because no I wasn't sure but I knew that I wanted to see him.
"Yeah, can You come get me?"
"Be There in 15 minutes lil shorty"
What the fuck is up with him and this shorty word. I promise that shit made my skin boil. I didn't reply to his text but he knew I seen it because my read receipts were on. Making my way out of my bed, I remembered I'd set the letter with my name on it on my dresser. I went over to retrieve it. I didn't know who it could be from because I never got mail. The handwriting was barely legible but I'm the only Washington that lived in the whole building. Tearing the envelope open, I pulled out the piece of paper. It appeared to be a letter but I didn't know from who. I flipped it over to the side the Writing was on and my heart started racing. It said:
I know who killed your dad. Work with me and we'll kill them. I'll be contacting you soon so stay close to the mailbox. And don't tell your mom about this letter or that's Y'all ass.
WHOEVER THIS WAS THEY HAD ME FUCKED UP was the first thought that came into my mind. How the fuck You Gone send me this secret ass letter and not expect me to tell my mom especially if it concerned my Dad. My parents were so in love before he got killed. He showed me a man is suppose to treat a woman. He always made sure me and my mom was straight. He would give her his last and whatever she needed. My mom never told me what she did with the money she got from my dads death and I never asked. My heart was racing and my blood was boiling. I should've never opened this stupid ass letter. Zzz.. my phone went off.
"Downstairs" it was from Ezekiel.
His text had calmed me.
