Chanel's Story

Chapter 14: Shots Fired

When I got to the car I was shocked. Little "innocent" Daphne was getting that dick handed to her two ways. She was one of them young hoes in Simon.

When I made back to the living room I turned to Clayton. "Wanna come to the house with me real quick?"

"Let me change fast. 5 minutes," he said going upstairs. I went outside to wait in the car.

I didn't bother to tell Emyriah what I just saw. She would feel obligated to tell Darius and I didn't need more drama in my life right now.

In the car, Emyriah was bumping the radio. "You found it?" she asked me.

"Nah. I'm just gonna buy another. I'm gonna stop by the new crib real quick though. Clayton coming."

"Lawd give me strength to not jump on this boy like a straight savage." She said making me laugh.

"What's wrong with ya lil sister?" I asked her talking about Daphne.

"No bitch. That's your lil sister too. But yea, that lil girl need help. We should take her out with us one night," she said as Clayton slid in my backseat.

"Nigga I thought you said you was changing. You just had this shit on," I told him. The same white tee and basketball shorts.

"Excuse my French Emyriah but Fuck outta here Chanel. I had to get my jays and the matching bucket hat."

I backed out of the yard and we left.

"Daph always dress like that?" Emyriah asked. 

"Yo, when I say that girl got no respect, she straight ruthless. Daphne out thea." Clayton answered. It made me wonder if she may have tried anything with him.

When we pulled up to a red light, I saw the hoe Malik was fucking in the bathroom stall walking through the crosswalk.

"Tell me that ain't her," Emyriah said.

I reached in the glove compartment and pulled out a bundle of weave. It was there for a couple of weeks since the last time I got my sew in done but I had got a free bundle after buying 4. Brazilian body wave - $345.

I rolled down the window and she was right in front the car. She realized who I was and got mad when I threw it out to her.

"You got a couple of spots missing. I see ya braid and the track. How much you paid? If you get a pack weave please pay at least $35 for it. Anyways tell Malik I said hi. And remember, try not to be a bum bitch all your life," I told her.

"I'd really fight you right now but I don't touch the trash sweetie. Thanks though," she said picking up the weave, putting it in her purse and walking off.

We all laughed at her and the Clayton realized, "Oh that's Nia!" The light turned green and I drove off.

"Who?"  I asked.

"Nia Williams! You remember the girl we used to kick it with when we was kids. Our pops and her dad used to be click tight till he got killed."

"THAT IS HER!" I said.

"Yeeeeaaaa. Shawty got rid of them glasses and braces and now she kinda bad."

I didn't even bother to answer him. We pulled into the driveway and walked into the house.

I got some of the stuff out of my car and brought it in. Clayton and Emyriah helped me. I was walking to the room where me and Trey you know.

"Hol up Nel! I'm getting that room." Clayton yelled.

"Nah you confused. I will have that room. My shit already in there."

"You could easily move your shit too."