DRUGS AND MONEY {August Alsina}

Chapter 7.

Paris con. /

Tyshawn comes back and sits down , the waitress brings us hot and ready pancakes.

"Thanks." I smile at the waitress.

"Never knew they sold pancakes at the mall." Ty says , he starts eating. "Theres not many people here."

"Yea they come late , no one comes early." I also begin eating. 

We eat in silence for a few..

"Soo Ty you in school?" I sit up straight and look at him , he stops eating and looks around.

"No." He answers.

"Tyyy are you fuckin serious , school is the only opportunity for you to get out of all the shit you been through." I say. "Your a so called drug dealer right?"

He gives me a smirk.

"Yea." His deep voice trails into my ears, I place myself into my thug situation.

"Real drug dealers stay in school .. you know why?" I ask him.

"Why?" He leans on the table.

"One reason , you got to be smart if you not smart you not a drug dealer." I say.

"How you know?" Ty ask.

"I was a drug dealer I know." I suck my teeth , Ty gives me a smile.

"You?" he laughs , "A drug dealer?"

"Thats why I was in jail." I say.

"What someone told me that you were involved in a very violent Riot with the pigs." He starts back eating.

PIGS=POLICE

"Nah , In there for them drugs and shit." I shake my head, "Lets be serious Tyy."

"What?" He gives me another smirk.

"Stop , what you doing young bro Im trynna stop myself..."

"How you gon' tell me to stop but your doing it your damn self?" He frowns.

"Cause Im trying to fuckin help you..."

"How are you helping me?" He yells.

"I know where your fucking headed Ty , your friends are going to die soon to know it your crew getting smaller half in the grave and half locked up... I once told myself you better decide where you want to end up."

"Im not scared to die , we all gon' die one day." He hunches his shoulders.

"You think you tuff dont you?" I look at him , I can tell when a person is soft.

"I got my glock on me always." He drinks his soda and lifts up his sweater , I look at his gun.

"Hahaha, cute much." I drink my water. "So do you wanna die or live the rest of your life in jail?" 

Ty stops smiling , he frowns hard.

"You gotta choose if you wanna live this life." I sit back. 

"Man I aint gon' say shit cause I'on wanna fucking argue with you , I came to ask you can you help me make this paper I see you wearing rolex's and shit what drug you selling?" He starts whispering. 

I shake my head , Its sad your little brother wanna live this life. 

"You dont get it Tyy.." My phone rings , I answer it. 

"Yoo Lil Pee??!!!!!" Nae Fuu yells. 

"They just bust the Trap House and Big Homie think you had something to do with it." Nae Fuu says , of course Tyron would think I have something to do with it since I left his little business.