CHAPTER EIGHT

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I just got off the phone with Wings.And he told me to clean the house and flush the drugs.
"Alright."I said hanging up.
As I looked at Chris who fell asleep on the recliner.I walked over to him and shook him awake.
"Chris..Chris."I said shaking him.
"Huh?"He mumbled.
"I need your help."
"But I don't want any waffles."He groaned out half asleep.
"Fine go back to sleep."I said annoyed.

And got on my knees on the carpet and bent down putting my arm underneath the couch I got out the bag of cocaine and weed from underneath the couch and sat them in the middle of the floor.

I walked twoards the stairs and pulled up the last stair and took out the guns and placed them on the carpet.
I tried to think if I missed any spots and remberered I had to pull up the loose floor board in the kitchen..

"Nika whatcu doin,and why are there all these drugs?"He asked confused.
"I got to clean the house,and than....I got to leave."I said with a sigh.
He sat up.
"What do you mean you got to leave?"He asked as he followed me upstairs as I walked into the kitchen kneeling down to the floorboards.

"Get out of the county Chris,I got to get out the country."I spoke as I pulled up the floor board and took out the rest of the stash and collected all the cocaine bags and weed bags as I walked upstairs to the bathroom in my room.

And Chrus was right behind me.
"What,your just going to leave?"He asked.
"Yes it was,what I was told to do Chris."I sais becoming annoyed as I flushed the toilet letting the cocaine flush down than I grabbed the next baggie.And opened it.

"So your going to leave me?"
"You have Karruche,and your moms and your friends."I responed as I poured the baggie into the toilet.

"But I want you to be my only friend,why do you want to be alone,why do you want to be sad,why do you keep pushing me away?!".

"Maybe I dont fuckin need you than Chris!Ill be fine I don't need anyone I dont care if I die alone!I didnt need my mother,my grandmothers gone and so is my father,so I guess I dont fucking need you!"I shouted at him angry.

"You dont mean that."
"I know I dont,but you don't understand Chris I have to go back to Trinidad."
"N-no you can stay here a-and ill ask my moms and than y-."

"The money."I mumbled.Thinking out loud.I forgot all about the money.The reason I had to go to Trinidad waa becuase I could not afford living on my own and there was already a house paid off for me to live there.But I might be able to stay if I get the money.

"What money?"He asked.
"When I turn 18 ill get my money my father and grandmother put aside for me."I said explainin.

"When's your birthday?"He asked.
"Next week,November 16."
"You jokin."
"Nah why?"
"Thats my birthday too."He said and I smirked.

"Cool."I said.
"But I'm gonna have to stay at a hotel until than."I said shaking my head.
"You can stay at my house for awhile and my mom been dying to meet you."

"I don't know I would hate to intrude your personal space."I said shaking my head.
"It'll be fine trust me,and guess what I saw on tv this mornin?"He said with a smile on his face.

"What?"
"You,you was all happy an shit dancing in the comercial I was like okay Nika."He said.
And I smiled.
"Aww I missed it."I said shaking my head.
"And guess what?"
"What?"
"I came up with a name for.my brand,its called Black Pyramid,and I want you to design it for me."He said with a smile.

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