Guild. [OF]

The Guild.

I dug into my pants pocket and got out my keys. I hurried to unlock the door. All my niggas were in the back of the trap. Musty ass trap. Rat infested, bug infested trap. I looked down to see a big, brown waterbug on my shoe. I shook it off and crushed the bug with my foot.

I'd rather live here with my niggas than at home with my bothersome ass mother.

I placed my keys on the kitchen counter and walked to the back. Tyler saw me and his eyes lit up (no sus).

"THEBE" Tyler yelled as the wolves gathered around.

"What happened?" Hodgy asked. I slid out of my hoodie and lifted up the plain white tee I had on underneath, exposing the bruises. I heard some say "Damn!" and a couple said "Oh shit!".

"What he say?" Left asked, refering to Vincent.

"Ten thousand, by Friday"

"Damn, that's not even a week" Taco shook his head.

I scratched my head. "I know."

"You fucked up."

"I know."

"Vince gon' fu-"

"NIGGA I KNOW" I yelled. I'm already in some deep shit, I don't need to be reminded of the consequences if I don't bring Vince his money..which most likely I won't.

Taco raised his hands in defense. "My bad nigga"

"So how are you gonna get the money?"

I sat down on our dusty ass couch and started to do some real nigga brain storming. It wouldn't be logical to get a job, a job ain't gonna get me ten thousand by the end of this week. I basically have only two options.

"Y'all my niggas right?" I asked nervously.

"Duh dumbass" Jasper's fat ass said sarcastically.

"And y'all would do anything for me, right?"

"Thebe nigga where are you going with this?" Asked Doms.

I paused and sighed.

"..We should rob a bank."

"Nigga, you kidding right?"

"Come on! I'm broke, you're all broke! We can get out of this musty ass place!" I sighed out of fustration and ran my fingers through my nappy hair.

"It's either that or Vince and his goons kill me." And I know the wolves wouldn't like that.

"..I'm down." I heard Syd's soft voice. She stood up and sat next to me.

"If one got a problem, all of us got a problem." I smiled at Syd.

"Thanks"

She nodded her head at me.

"I'm in, I'd die for this nigga." Tyler patted my back.

Soon enough everyone jumped on the bandwagon.

"But if we're gonna do this, this gotta execute this properly." Syd stated.

I nodded my head in approval. I can't have my niggas going to jail. And we're black, thus making the jail time worse.

"We need a cool name too!" Taco gay ass said excitedly.

"That shit is unnecesary." Left said.

"If we gon' do this shit we might as well"

"Guild."

Everyone turned their attention towards me.

"What?"

"The guild"

"The hell does that mean?" Hodgy asked.

"A group of people working towards a common goal."

I'm educating these niggas.

"Like a team?"

"Exactly like a team."

"I like it." Mike G simply said. Everyone else nodded their heads.

"We can plan the rest of this shit out tomorrow. You guys can rest." I waved everyone off. They separated into their rooms to go to sleep for the night. Once everyone closed their doors I checked to see if the coast was clear. I went the kitchen to find some ice for my bruises. I relaxed as the ice melted away the pain. When the ice melted I wiped my hands on my pants. I opened the fridge and pushed the food aside. I spotted my stash in the clear sandwich bag.

White girl.

Grabbing my declined credit card and straw I poured the substance on a large brown book we had. I separated it into 3 lines. Snorted all three, I need the high.