Summertime Vibes - LGBT Short Stories.

Tasia's Heart.

"Tasia, I'm not bouta let you continue to hang with those lil hood niggas. You gone fuck around and get hurt."

My brother Tyrone had been bitching at me for the last 20 minutes. I ignored him as usual, pulling on my combat boots. I wrapped my hair into a tight bun and glanced at my alarm clock. 12:20 AM. I only had a few minutes to get to the trap or Davon would have my ass.

Tyrone sighed loudly and walked outta my room, slamming the door shut. He was a real bitch sometimes. I'm two months past 18 yet he still managed to treat me like a child. Yes I hang out with all guys and yes they do illegal stuff but that has nothing to do with him. He needa let me live. If anything he should be grateful that I'm bringing money into the house, my homies always paid me well. He acts like im selling pussy. His broke ass isn't even trying to get a job so he needs to get the hell back.

Pulling my hoodie on, I kissed my little brother 'Jody', and stepped out into the crisp Philly weather. I checked my pockets to make sure I had the burner that Davon gave me. He was more like a brother to me than Tyrone has ever been. He accepted me into his crew when I was 14 and since then I've felt like I was really apart of a family. I watched as the city bus pulled up at the stop across the street and I grew envious of the people getting on. If only I didn't have to walk. But Davon would wring my neck if I took the bus there. It was essential to not draw too much attention to the building where we had all of our dealings.

I wrapped my arms around myself and began the short walk.

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As I approached the building, I saw Big Bundy standing outside the door rubbing his hands together. He tensed as I walked up but immediately started smiling when he saw that it was only me.

"Wassup lil shorty, came to make some money?"

I gave him a hug. "Yeah."

Bundy was something like a father figure. When my real father left, he always came to check up on me and my brothers. He still gives us money for food when things get tight around the house.

He gave me a serious look. "Be careful tonight, Asia."

I nodded as he stepped to the side, giving me entrance. The sound of voices got louder as I made my way down the hall and into the front room. Tee and Ray nodded at me which I returned. I sat on the beat up couch opposite of them.

"So what's up for tonight?" I asked.

They both shrugged and Tee spoke up. "Davon haven't laid it out yet. He in the other room arguing with his crazy ass baby mama."

I chuckled cause he was only speaking pure truth. Davon's baby mama was damn near insane. When I first started working for him, she had a problem with it. She thought he was fucking me on the low and came in here shooting at me. The bullets missed me, but still, she was crazy to even try. I shook my head at the memory. I guess I'm crazy too because any sane person would look at that as a sign to stay away from this place. But I needed this money.

We ceased our conversations as Davon came in with a pissed off expression but we didn't dare ask him about it. He gave us the details for tonight. Apparently a guy by the name of Novice owed him money and it was way past due. I'm talking months. It made me shudder that this dude was bold enough to try and fuck Davon over like this. He obviously was new to this shit and didn't know what was in store for him. Our mission was to run up in his house and collect "taxes".

"Blast at anybody that tries to step in the way of me getting what's owed to me." Davon said as he parked the van a few houses down from Novice's. I pulled my gun out and took it off of safety. Davon shot me a look. "Nah, put that up Asia. You know the drill. I'm not letting you walk into heat like that. I want you to stay in here and be prepared to drive off once we hop back in."