Chapter 4: Zion

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After Miya’s nightmares she realized she was here for only one reason and one reason only.

And it was to stay far away from her past, but these nightmares definitely was not helping only making it worse it seemed.

Amiya had to get her head back on track.

After being betrayed by her own family she had no room to trust anymore, but only go by her instincts.

Cause the only way out was to hustle and grind to where ever you trying to go.

“ Soooo….. R.Y. what’s planned for tonight”? Amiya questioned while sitting in the front room with her legs propped up comfortably.

   “Well to be honest not much right now cuz I got Chyna out on scope for me to see what’s happening out there over at Juicy’s” R.Y. replied.

Juicy was the #1 hot spot in Atlanta, GA. everybody come out especially them flexing ass niggas ya’ll know they gotta be there.

I hate those niggas, but at the same time I love them to death.

I mean the niggas put money in my pockets and food on my table. So in all honesty they weren’t that bad.

And if they were the easy ones to give up the money, and not them broke cheap buster’s then it made my night 2x easier.

  I and R.Y. always hung out over there, but not too much for people to recognize us easily. We always kept shit low-key it was the #1 rule through everything.

But, this time it was going to be a little different because we came to rob those niggas for every penny they got.

  After waiting for about a good hour or so, on Chyna she finally came back with the news with a loud ass bang on the door.

   “What’s up ya’ll”! Chyna said walking through our apartment door cheesing like a Cheshire cat plopping down on the sofa next to me and R.Y.

“Chyna come the fuck on with the business we don’t have all day now” R.Y. said impatiently.

“Okay! Okay! So when I went in Juicy’s nobody was there yet, but Chino the owner did tell me that it’s celebrity bash weekend.

So, we talkin big boys with the dough are going to be out tonight. Chyna said excitingly.

   “So, what else he said Chyna” R.Y. said.

 “Ummm... That was pretty much it. Oh! And he said that if you wanna get in and party with them then you need to be strictly ,  in V.I.P cause if you on the main floor you gon be missin out on poppin bottles with the big boys”. Chyna replied.

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