In and Out |Dave East| editing.

Chapter 41

Excuse any fuck-ups.!

{Two weeks Later}

"Carter you are not about to get on my damn nerve."

"The fuck took you so long to answer my damn call then."

"Nigga I fed my baybeh, bathed him and now he's sleeping and I'm finishing up last minute homework."

He smacked his lips. "Whatever man." He mumbled.

I swear this been an everyday thing for him. He calls with an attitude and when I don't answer then wanna talk shit like nigga I'm at school.

"You need to get that attitude of yours under control calling me on some bullshit when I haven't did anything."

"You need to learn how to answer yo fucking phone." He semi-yelled.

"I be in class when you call I can't just drop everything and answer for you Carter, it doesn't work like that." I matched his tone.

"Fuck that I ain't tryna hear that shit, bye."

Hanging up I just shook my head. How in the hell do you hang up on somebody when you the one in jail with his dumb ass.

Throwing my phone off to the side I finished up my homework before fixing myself something to eat.

"You okay sweetie." Moms asked walking in the kitchen.

"Yeah I'm straight." I told her in a yawn.

"You talk to Carter today, how's he doing."

I rolled my eyes. "Getting on my nerves, the usual."

"How are his parents."

"They alright, I talked to them earlier. They're still upset about what happened."

Carter ended up going to jail the next day right after I had left. Didn't nobody tell me what had happened and I was pissed, they asses always leave me outta the loop.

He ended up calling me hours later telling me to stay my ass in Nola and focus on school cause he was gon' be alright.

Everything had went fast as hell cause about three days later he was back in court and pled guilty to the burglary since his prints were on the safe but the chargers for the murder were dropped.

His lawyer and I had to make it seem like he got there after the murder, the team had already cleaned up the mess from the murder so they didn't have evidence on that.

After pleading guilty he was sentence to a year in the California State Prison in Kings County. I knew what was expected but I was beyond devastated like a whole ass year without my aggy ass man.

"I'm praying for my son in law sweetheart."

I smiled a little. "Thanks ma."

The team was pissed but not more than I was. Not only was it a team effort they let him go down on his own. Carter not a snitch so I knew he wasn't gonna say nothing but damn.

I called a Squad Meeting at the trap here in Nola and cursed all they asses out and made sure them niggas putting money on everything he needs.

{Carter Jordan}

I swear I did not miss jail at all. The two weeks I've been here I've already gotten into three fights cause niggas always wanna try me like imma punk or some shit.

I've been sitting in my cell drawing in this journal while my cellmate talked on and on about his girl back at home. I didn't understand why this dude thought we were friends.