Glorious Bastard -URBAN

|Chapter 15|Take Flight|

A N O N Y M O U S

"Is it that hard to take down some little kids"

" They pr good at what they do. Its pretty hard to catch them slipping." He glared in my direction. I wasn't going to finish my thought.

" Week tops. If they're not gone everybody here dies" He walked out infuriated. Now we really got to get on our game. I don't know what they did to him but, they are going to regret it now.

T O M M Y

I made sure everything was situated before I left. Had to leave the state but, I guess this could be a good vacation too every though I knew I would be working the entire time. Grind don't stop.

" Got some pounds coming in from South Dakota. Imma leave you in charge of that. You, keep me updated on new info. Any more threats come in and you know what to do" I told them.

I was always looking at the picture outside of the frame so I was now working on my life when I feel like hustling isn't the way for me. I decided on starting a clothing line. Makaveli thought of it actually but, I did the minor things.

I guess it was a good thing for her to be social because she had connects. Cymone Parker. She was a photographer in Atlanta and should could help promote also. I had to link up with some people over there anyways.

For the vacation part I brung along y two favorites Makaveli and Ma Dukes. Nemo and Jeff came to assist and be extra eyes. Aleah said something about school and that was the reason she couldn't go but, we all knew she needed it. She was so uptight. Need to relax sometimes.

Cymone came to Florida and would ride back with us. She said all I would have to do is wear the merch and she would always be around snapping pictures and then we go from there. That wasn't a problem for me

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" What is this"? I asked. I found myself sitting between Makaveli and Jeffrey. They laughed.

" What you mean" Makaveli grinned in my face thinking its funny. It's really not.

" When I had you book our flights I said, ' I wanted window view". She adjusted the seat a tad and smiled. I guess I should've elaborated. They were going back and forth talking with me in the middle. I traded spots with Jeffrey cause I could see if this went on any further I would be writing my suicide note.

I pulled out Chucky's phone again. I took it everywhere with me. I feel bad cause because its just now that he's gone that i'm learning so much about him. He had so much notes in his phone. I knew he was smart but, not this smart.

He wrote down all his goals and what he needed to do to achieve them. I didn't start praying again until a couple weeks ago. I learned how to pray through his notes. I did say I wanted him to live through me ( LTM) in a sense and now he is. I felt my self growing mentally solely from reading these notes. When his grandmother use to makes us go to church I sat and waited for the end so I could eat but, he broke these things down in here. I read and understand.  We was so close, or so I thought and I didn't even think he was into this. I wish he was still here to show me the things that I still don't understand though.

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I was mad but, I wouldn't dare show it. I specifically told my mom DO NOT TELL ANY ONE WE ARE HERE. I was still staying lowkey but, look got my aunt up here, cousin,and some of her friends.

" Pick your lip up" she was embarassing me and Nemo nem was just laughing. I hope she doesn't blow the cover. I know she would be happy because she doesn't want me doing this anyways but by any means I have to provide for my family.