Division ➗

Quantavious • Dimples

"You really hit her?!" Demetria screamed at me, I was sitting in her car. After a four hour nap, i woke up to being in Demetria's car.

"I didn't mean to, i was drunk."

"So." She punched me in my left arm. "She's a female. Where your cash? She got to get bonded out. She offered to use her cash, but you're going to pay
Her bail."

"It's back at her house, but stop by my house, since its coming up"

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Demetria • Meech

3 Hours Before.

"You have a collect call from Alicia in the State Of California Jail, to accept press one"

#1

"Hello?"

"Alicia, are you okay?"

"I'm fine. Can you come bail me out, I'm not trying to see Christopher he's more than eager to make his way here."

I laughed because of the seriousness that was coming from her voice. "I have a headache, like hell. Can you go look-"

"I'm coming, but your man might be with me because he's knocked out in the front seat. At the moment."

"Girl i don't want to see him. Call off set or something."

"How about i have his cash bail you out and I'll take Him to his house to stay."

"Okay."

The person on the other line has hung up, good bye.

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I pulled into Quantavious drive way as he got out the car, we both scanned the cars that were in the drive away. One that stuck out to him was..

"My god father is here." He said as he hopped out and walked inside i was on his heels as a beautiful Jamaican woman walked out.

"Quantavious, your hands, on your girl." Her hands made it around his neck and he didn't move one bit, she just screamed words that i would rather not say, but he ever feared anything, his god mother was one.

I walked back outside, as i seen his god father walk out.

"I'm Uncle Gucci, come on." I didn't ask any questions. I got back in the truck but this time in the back seat.

"You smoke?"

"No thank you." He lit up his blunt as the other guy who was in the driver seat, grabbed a bag.

"This Dime. Dime gone make sure you safe. This is pit, pit is my killa. I promise you this wont take long. Is she going to press charges?"

"I'm not sure.. i haven't really asked. When she called from the jail she just seemed over it. I don't think charges will be pressed, but as far as another physical altercation..strong possibility."

"Look babydoll. Uncle Gucci is about to save the day. Once she gets out of this jail, take her back to her house, my wife Key'shia will be there with a bag, and hotel keys."
He took a hit of his blunt.

"Her House will be cleaned by a cleaning crew and everything will be back to normal. As far as them two let's keep them apart for a while. When i say a while a mean about two days. I really need to lay my hands in this situations how long they been having problems?"

"It been a while, but this is the first time its gotten this far with them, physically."

"A while?"

"Come on, Uncle Gucci, he's a celebrity. The females are there but-"

"It's cool lil bit. You don't have to explain. Trust me Aunt Key'shia putting fear in him." He laughed as we both enjoyed the last twenty minuets of our ride.

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My eyes LIT up once i seen Alicia walking out of the jail. Her wrist was wrapped, she got in as i hugged her immediately.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, sprained my wrist fighting his ass. I have a mild headache, sore, a couple Bruises but I'm cool. Can we get some food?"

Uncle Gucci passed her a blunt, she gladly took it and took a big hit.

We stopped by a chicken spot as she grabbed a 30 piece all flats, Lemmon pepper Garlic.

We pulled up to her house, as the cleaning crew was literally every where. From rearranging the flowers, to even cleaning the pool.

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Alicia

3 days later . . .