Alone.

Chapter 30 ~ Last Chapter

Vaneesa...

I feel nice from when I told Jacob everything. I woke up in the morning and took a quick shower. The weather would be nice and shitty at the same time today. I decided to put on black and white nike basketball shorts and put on a black sweater crop top the said '$$$' in white on it. I wore the new black and white nikes. I put my hair in a pony tail and I drop curled the ends of the hair. I straighten my bangs and put on some bangles and Pink Friday perfume. I slip my phone into a black and white strip case and backed my stuff into a black and white nike duffel back. I went downstairs and saw Chres.

"Good morning sista!" He said. I rolled my eyes.

"Come on let's go to Mikey's for breakfast." I said. He nodded his head then I went to the drivers seat. I buckled up and let the engine roared as I started the car up. I pulled out the drive way and made my way to McDonalds. Throughout the ride I was listening to 'Chi-Raq' by Lil Herb ft Nicki Minaj. I rapped along with Nicki Minaj's verse.

"Ain't yelling cut when it's shooting time

Sign up, it's recruiting time

Big wigs with a suit and tie

And them big things got two inside

Fuck wrong with these ho niggas?

I don't do coke, I don't blow niggas

I don't tell niggas, I show niggas

And it's never less than like 4 niggas

4 wings and some french fries

Hot sauce and ketchup nigga

He telling and he hiding but real niggas will still catch a nigga

I cop Raris, I don't test drive em

Home theaters, can't best buy em

These niggas that I roll with don't let a single thing get by em

King pins and them drug lords

Chi-town no gun laws

Broke bitches that talk shit, now them the bitches I stunt for

Malcolm X daughter came at me

Looking ass niggas ain't happy

Rolled out with some Latin Kings and some eses and them plain khakis

Smack bitches, no smack cam

Closed fists, no back hands

Pop pussy on a hand stand, they sucking dick like it's band camp

Call Web and then call Nitty

Queens niggas in it's all hoodies

Kidnapping and then rob niggas

Call D-rock for a biggie

Pussy ass lil rap niggas

I fucked with real trap niggas

Pop star, icon but I send niggas come snatch niggas

I'm with EBK, you on EBT

Got a black nine, call it BET

School niggas get a GED

And I tease niggas make em B.E.G

Got a money fetish, imma fly to Venice

Got a big house I can play some tennis

Lil herb, what's good?

I'm a bad bitch and I fuck good"