PHAT 3

Chapter Two.

Ja'riya

I leaned on the store wall puffing a black. My eyes scanned the roads for police and any suspicious activity. I looked at my phone and it read 4:15. "Where the fuck is dude with my money" I said in my head. I pulled out my phone and dialed the junkie's number. First time no answer. Second time no answer. I clutched my jaw in frustration. Than my phone started vibrating in my palm. "Where my money" I said off top. "I'm a get it to you, but I had to do something" he said nervously. I took a deep breath. "I'm here where you met me yesterday" I said. "I can't show up because I'm not feeling to good" he said lien. "I don't fucking care how you feeling get yo ass up and get my money in my hand" I yelled through the phone. "I need all of me so stop fucking playing with me" I snapped. One thing I hate about being a drug dealer is that a mother-fucka love to play about your bread. If it's not they money that's getting fucked up, then they don't give a fuck. "I promise I'm a get it to you" he pleaded. "Yea I know you are" I yelled. "Look I either better have my money or my dope by tomorrow" I said calmly. I hung up and put my phone back  in my pocket. "I told you not to front him that shit yesterday" Monte said reminding me about my dumb mistake. I smacked my lips. "Yea I know" I spoke low to Monte. He was right. I needed to start being hard on these dope heads. I just had a soft spot for shit like this. Only reason I fronted him something is because he needed it bad and Monte wasn't going to do it. Honestly, I asked myself why do I even do this shit. It's heart breaking. For example, Monte served a pregnant lady yesterday. Not just any pregnant woman though. She was big and pregnant as in her ass was about to pop. I told him not to do it and think about the baby. He said "nigga she don't even give a fuck about her baby so why should I and this shit right here" he said flashing all his drugs. "You need to have a cold heart J, because for drugs or money anybody and I mean anybody would pick you the fuck off without a hesitation" he said looking me in my eyes.

It was cold ass fuck and it was trying to get dark outside. "Man lets go" I said giving up on this chronic. "Whenever you see that nigga you better handle your wax J dead ass" Monte said getting upset. I rolled my eyes. "Alright Monte" I said. "He fucking up my money too" he said. "We can't be having bad business like this J" he added. "Nigga didn't I just tell you alright shut the fuck up about it" I snapped. "I'm handle the shit" I added walking away from him. Now, I see what my father always meant about being your own boss. I don't think I could handle this shit no more. One mistake and this nigga act like we starving. I feel where he coming from, but damn he did the same shit before and did you see me complaining. HELL NO. I let him do him. His fuck up didn't get in the way of my hustle. I was straight so if my fuck up really knocked his hustle then this shit ain't for him. SIMPLE. Our pockets not the fucking same just the dope.

"J man get in the car" he said driving beside me. "It's cold" he added. "Fuck it" I mumbled under my breath. I got in and slammed the door. He laughed. "What's funny" I said cutting my eyes at him. "You sexy ass hell when you mad" he said smiling. I smacked my lips. "You gay don't ever say no clown ass shit like that again" I said cracking a smile. He laughed. "I'm just kidding I just hate when you upset" he said. Monte was a nice looking dude. He was light brown with dark eyes. He kept his hair in curls with long sideburns that connected into his beard. He had plump lips and a nice build. I see why all the females are crazy over him. The dude was handsome. I just wasn't attracted to him. I would never date a guy. Besides Monte is like a brother to me.

"But seriously J we need to get your bread from dude" Monte said pulling up at my crib. He cut his engine and his lights off. I put my hood on relaxed in my seat. "I'm a give him some time" I said. "I have a feeling he gone come through and if he don't Monte we can handle that" I added. "That's the thing J you gave him time and this nigga testing you" Monte said. I let out a deep breath. "Look Monte right now we gone chill and see how this play out I'm not about to let this nigga run off without paying me" I explained. That's another reason why I need to start getting my own product. Monte always want to do before he think shit fully out. I don't move like that. "Some shit you just have to relax and catch the shit when you catch it you feel me Monte" I said looking at him. "Your right I'm a take your word on this" he said dapping me up. "Facts" I said returning the love and getting out the car. "Better get that ass in the house you know Ms. Terra don't play" he said joking. I laughed. "Fuck you nigga" I said flashing my middle fingers at him. "When" he said with a smile on his face speeding off. I shook my head laughing. That nigga played way to much.