Every meek needs a kola..

Locked up...

A week later: I been miserable as hell I this shit hole. I miss jamy like a motherfucker but I guess like they said karma is a bitch all the dirt I did in my life was finally catching up to me. Yesterday when I called Jamy she spazz on the phone she was mad as hell I couldn't blame her but after all that she started crying telling how much she missed me. I did some shit In my life that I wish I could change but killing gotti Santiago wasn't a mistake. Unfortunately I might have to do the time Im talking years that's only if they got any evidence, which I doubt cause I'm very clean with my shit.. This pass week I been thinking about a lot I mean I ain't never thought this hard, but on the real I'm ready to give my girl that ring put a baby in her and move out of Philly it ain't shit without my bro dink. My lawyer comes tomorrow jamy had found one of the best lawyers in Philly. I heard that she's the real deal. My girl wasn't playing the games she was on top of her game a real woman would do whatever it takes to get their man out no matter if he is wrong. I wonder what was going on with meek I ain't seen him every since we got locked up. I hope bro was good. Davis! The loud officer said breaking me out my thoughts. Wassup I said getting off the bed. Dinner time he said as he open my cell gate. He place the cuffs on me. The two of us walk threw the long cold hallways. Once making it to the cafeteria he un cuff me. I stood in line today they was serving sloppy joes and uncook vegetables. After getting this garbage ass food I sat down at the table. Aye bro! I heard meek say. I turnt around bro was walking over to me. I was glad to see my bro we shook up. Nigga I'm glad to see you meek said. Same here bro I said sitting back down. Meek sat across from me. Bro did you hear he said. Hear what I said. Somebody killed trap youngest brotha last week. What I said. Yeah man that fuck up. Damn that was my lil nigga damn man I trap is loosing it. Yea kola told me she went to the funeral I just can't believe shorty gone meek said. I shook my head in disbelief. Bro I got Into with some Mexicans I think they part of gotti crew just watch your back bro meek said. You already know I said. I drunk the generic apple juice . I got up to throw my food in the garbage. Aye ms. Jackie I said to the thick ass security guard she was bougie as fuck and took her job too serious. What is it she said. Can you get me a couple of those juices them two ain't do shit for me. She rolled her eyes. Negro you ain't special she said walking off I couldn't help but look at her fat ass. I was heading back to the table when I saw a Mexican walking behind meek he looked suspicious I was too far from meek so the only thing I could do was yell. Aye brooooo watch your back I said. But it was too late cause the Mexican already stabbed meek..