Deyla's life is a complete mess! Her older sister is messing with her stepdad behind her mother's back. On top of that he is one of the biggest Kingpins in Chicago not only is he after deyla,but after her boyfriend who is taking over the streets. De...
Well, my name is Suzie and Gucci think I love him That sucka think I'm loyal but I fucks with all the hustlas I be wit all the ballers, I be at all the spots I might be in yo' kitchen nigga cookin' with yo' pop I think I love her, nigga you don't love me Nigga you don't love me, nigga you don't love me I think I love her, nigga you don't love me Nigga you don't love me, nigga you don't love me
"That sucka think im loyal but I fuck with all the hustlas.." Des sung outloud.
I mugged him out the corner of my eye.
"Nigga I swear you gay." I shook my head at him.
"Nigga you don't love me." He song pointing at me.
I chuckled and turned the music off.
"I ain't gonna lie.. im nervous." I expressed. I grew anxious as we got closer to our destination. I reached in my ash tray and lit the remainder of my blunt.
This was my only method of relaxation as of now, and I was beyond nervous to say the least.
"Brah relax damn knee cap shakin and shit." Des said while reading my body language.
"Whateva we here anyways." I jumped out my new expedition I bought just for hits and licks only. I decided to drive it today because I wanted something like a family outing and it was spacious.
We walked up a few flight of stairs and I nodded my head in approval of Deyla's new apartment complex. My mind wondered with questions like.. How can she afford this?? Is eric giving her money??? What is she doing to get it??
I shook away the negative thoughts and trusted what I knew to be true. Deyla is a good girl.
I reached for the doorbell as des reached over me and opened the door, inviting himself in.
I followed behind him as we ran into deyla, who was singing and dancing around the living room while cleaning.
"What the fuck!" Deyla screamed as we clearly startled her.
"Hey dey!" Des smiled reaching out for a hug.
She slapped his arms away and sat her cleaning supplies on the coffee table.
"Oh hell yea I could get use to this." Des flopped down on the cream colored loveseat.
"Don't.." deyla rolled her eyes and shoved his legs off the seat.
"Hey." I nodded in her direction.
She nodded back making eye contact. This was the most awkward situation I've ever been in, I almost regret letting des influence me but I wanted to try with her.
" Whats this? Why are you guys here?" She asked out of breath as she blew the strands of hair infront of her face away.
"We taking you out... our treat." I waited for her reply. She looked nonchalant and I took it as if she wasn't too excited.
I starred at her causing her to form a small smile. I smiled back as I reached my hand out for hers.
"Shall we?"
" Boy not like this..holdup I gotta get cute first" she said ignoring my hand and shuffling up the stairs to change.
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