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Tariq
1 Month Later
Neon lights are illuminating throughout the place as everyone seems to be having a blast. Me and the boys are in attendance tonight at the hottest club in town Club Luxury. We have been receiving bottle after bottle compliments of the owner.The club truly lives up to its name with the extravagant scenery and outstanding customer service. We initially came here to meet a new connect Roberto. He's the club owner and a true businessman.
Roberto insisted that we meet with him. He informed us he's been eyeing us since we were corner boys and he sees potential in us. Honestly since Jermaine's death I've been considering leaving the game.
I want to get married and have children one day. I don't want my girl to worry about me all the time. I've been putting a few things together for her and I hope she likes it. My cousin taps me on the shoulder motioning his head towards the crowd. A few of Angel's boys walks towards us and of course my killer instincts kick in. I clutch my waist grabbing a hold to my weapon.
"Ease up Killa. We don't want any smoke." Dre the superior and most level headed of their operation speaks.
"Look nigga shit is far too gone for some Kumbaya shit. We still don't know who killed my nigga." I raise my voice feeling my anger rise. I don't always show my emotions but Jermaine's death leaves me sick. I feel it's partially all of our faults. Maybe we could have done more.
"Look we're all men here maybe we can act civil." Eric speaks as if he was talking to everyone when that message was for me.
"I just wanted to squash anything we had in the past but if yall aren't ready for that I respect it." Dre and his cheetah girls ass posse walks off.
I light a blunt to calm my anger and watch in shock as the club begins to go bananas as King's Dead flows out of the speakers. Bobbing my head I groove to the music in my own little world.
A girl with a body of a goddess begins throwing her ass in my direction dancing on me. I stare in disgust at the evident thirst. Bitch try to be subtle at least.
"Baby girl I'm good." I smile grabbing her waist attempting to move her from in front of me. She doesn't take the hint and begins thrusting harder.
"Damn you desperate ass bitch. Get off my dick." I rudely shove her not feeling any remorse. She tumbles a little catching her balance on the nearby sofa.
My boys intervene telling me to calm down. Honestly what I did was nothing compared to what Hailey would have done. She's been touched by an Angel. My girl would have mopped the floor with her ass.
