Tasha
I woke up and went to the bathroom. After I went to the bathroom I went to Los' room. I knocked in the door and he opened it. He's already dressed. I wonder where he's going. "Can I get some clothes?".
"Ion got no clothes for you."
"My bags are in your room.". He looked over then back at me.
"You right, you right.". He moved over and I walked in. I grabbed everything I needed to get ready then went to the bathroom and got ready. When I was done I went back to his room and knocked on the door even though it was open. I feel like it would be rude to just walk into someone's room. "The door open.". I walked in and walked to my bags, he looked at me as I did. "What happened to yo' face?".
"Makeup.". He shook his head saying okay. "Where are you about to go?".
"What?"
"Nothing.", I said putting my stuff in my bag. I should know not to ask a man where he's going.
"Don't do that shit. What you say?"
"I asked where you were going."
"To get my car fixed. Where you goin'? "
"To get my car fixed then to work.". He shook his head saying okay.
"What you do?"
"I'm a waitress.". He shook his head saying okay.
"What time you gotta be at work?"
"2:00."
"You know it's 1:30 right?"
"Shit.". I grabbed my work clothes then went to change.
Carlos
While I was waiting for my car Tasha's ex walked in. Is this nigga stalking me? He looked at me and mugged me hella hard. Do this nigga got a problem? I just looked at him. "You know where my girl at Los?", he asked.
"Nah."
"I think you lyin'."
"Maybe I am."
"If you don't tell me where she is you gone regret it.". Like I'm supposed to be scared of him.
"I ain't tellin' you shit.". He shook his head up and down.
"Okay.", he said before leaving.
...
"I need you to handle somebody.", my boss said.
"Who?"
"Demetrius Brown. I don't know what happened to those damn pictures. I'll find them and show you tomorrow. He been sellin' on my block. I warned him but he didn't listen. It's time to show him what happen when you don't listen to me."
Tasha
Where is Los? I'm sitting outside of his house in my car. It's 11, I been out here since 9 something. Oh, here he go. When he got out I did. He was about to say something to me but he stopped and just looked at me. "What?", I asked softly.
"Nothin', how long you been out here?", he asked opening the door.
"Almost 2 hours.", I said walking in. He walked in behind me.
"Why didn't you call?", he asked as he closed the door.
"I don't have your number."
"5-"
"I don't got a phone."
"Imma take you to get one tomorrow."
"Okay."
...
"So what's your real name?", I asked Los.
"Los.". I smacked my lips.
"I'm for real, you know my real name."
"But you didn't tell me, yo' ex did when he said yo' name at the club.". I started pouting. "That shit don't work with me.". I huffed.
"Fine, how old are you?"
"23, you?"
"21.". We talked and laughed and got to know one another. He's really funny and he's fine as fuck. Let me stop. I just got out of a relationship, a bad one. I don't need to repeat that.
"Yo' ex lookin' for you.". Los said making my smile slowly drop.
"He is?"
"Yeah."
"I can't stay here.", I said about to stand up but he stopped me.
"Yes you can, I got you."
"But Demetrius will find me."
"Demetrius Brown?
"Yeah.". He shook his head up and down.
"I got you.". I believe him for some reason.
"What's in it for you?", I asked with my head tilted.
"Nothin', I don't want nothin'.". Yeah right. I bet he try to get in my pants.
"Oh. What do you do?"
"Handle business.". I'm guessing he sell drugs. I don't have a problem with it, Demetrius sell drugs. For some reason he didn't make that much money though. If he did he didn't being it home.
"Oh, okay.". We talked for a little bit longer then I took a shower. When I was done I ate something, brushed my teeth then went to sleep.
