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Brenton

- NW 142nd Street.

"That's his house right there." Greg said as he slowly passed by, we were coming up just in time because, him and his sister was coming outside.
"You think Nicole been over there?" Greg laughed hard as hell at my statement.
"Brent, is you serious right now? Like forreal?"
"Do you not want to take over his territory, or you just wanna make him jealous? You boastin over shawty and she ain't been in ya live for a good what seven months now.." I looked at him with the side eye as I was pulling out of the neighborhood.
"She really moved on."
"You can't blame her. You had one of the baddest chicks at FAM, beside her Home girl A she always hung with." I laughed because he was telling the truth.
"Bruh look , we know we in this street shit. You about to take over Mico and them, that's coverage. More than enough."
"Yeah nigga. I know you saying hold off on him?"
"I'm saying, you was talking that bullshit earlier. You know you not Finna Hit an L and H!" He spoke again.
"To be here jest I can't retaliate the way I want to but as soon as he slip up we going in. I want his turf."

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"You really in your feelings."
"TRINA y'all made me this way. I never knew that I hurt her that bad."
"You always do the ones that I like wrong. Keshia, Toya, now Nicole."
"Christian though?! How she even get in contact with this nigga?"
"She told me they seen each other at Waffle House but met at Walmart that's where he gave her his number."
"So she gave you all the details huh."
"Have you talked to her?"
"She don't want to see me. I know she doesn't."
"Your time will come where either she would want closer, but till then, stay away and like I said that plan you cooking cut it. I will shoot you over my friend."
I rolled my eyes. "Whatever ima call you back Janelle about to get in the car."
"See that right there is why she not talking to you. Janelle's Fake hoe ass! Bye nigga! I gotta fuck boy as a Cousin." The call disconnected just in time as Janelle hopped in the front seat and planted a kiss on my lips.
"I've missed you. Who was that on the phone?"
"Katrina. I've missed you too."
"What were y'all talking about?"
"Ummm...Family things. How was work." She held my right hand.
"Work was cool , especially when my cousin is the manager there for the morning" it was going on 4:30pm. She worked as a server at Red Robin's.
"I seen your ex today. I had to be her server."
"How did that go?" My ears were open.
"She gave me hell. And then did a dine and dash." My eyes got big as hell. "She's never been that bold before. She must really don't like yo ass."
"They ordered ninety dollars worth of food, and then she wrote on this napkin." She handed it to me.

"I would pay for my food, but the way my loyalty is set up. I won't, especially to a fake ass friend who thought it was cute to FUCK her then at the time boyfriend. Pay for my food Bitch. - Pickles.

I laughed not because of the message because she used the other nickname I had for her.
"Pickles."
"You think that shit funny."
"What? At the moment she hates our guts, who was she In there with?"
"Trina. And you know she hates me just as much as Nicole does."
"TRINA don't hate you she just don't like you. She even told me that. Did Trina pay for her food?"
"Nope."
We pulling into my condo as I went up the parking garage. And parked on the 5th floor.

Janelle was sitting on my lap, we were two blunts into finishing our conversation we were still on the topic of my Cousin and Pickles.