Trouble

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The girl responded as if she heard what I was thinking.

"Huh?" I asked confused.

"What you said, about the money" she stated plainly while taking a sip of my now old drink.

Damn, I guess I was thinking out loud. I didn't want to talk to shorty too long because I had a girl so I decided to just end it right then and there.

"Awe" I said giving a head nod and walking away.

I pushed the door open and made my way over to my car. Unlocking the doors I checked my surroundings, the trash on the street, a pregnant lil' girl staring at me and the setting sun. I got in, put my seatbelt on and started my baby up. I had just got this car not too long ago as a early birthday gift for me. I didn't mind buying me stuff but it would feel nice if I didn't have to. As soon as I got ready to pull off the same girl that took my drink hopped in the passenger seat. I swear to god this is why I don't come out the house, shit like this always happens. All I wanted was to go home and chill with my girl before we separated for work in the morning.

I looked at her "Fuck you doing in my car?"

"What it look like?" She said raising an eyebrow and lighting a blunt.

"You got 5 seconds to get out my car before I drag yo' ass out" I stated trying my hardest not to ask for a huff.

"Do it then" She challenged blowing the smoke out.

I would never put my hands on a female; I said it to scare her. She was a feisty one, just like I like 'em. If I ain't have a girl I would most definitely talk to her. Shaking the thought out my head I raised my eyebrow and gave her a plain stare while holding up my index finger. A few seconds later my middle finger followed. I unlocked the doors and added my ring finger to the count. Once my pinky rose she got out blowing the smoke back into my car and closing the door. I laughed inhaling it and pulling off. Shit she was trying to be disrespectful and actually helped a nigga out. I needed that lil' incense.

I hopped on the express way and began my journey home. Staring straight ahead, occasionally reading the signs I noticed the car in front of me getting a little blurry. I gripped the steering wheel tighter and started to sit up. I heard my phone vibrate.

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