Chapter 8

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Between Me, Carter, and Alaysha, we were giving our parents death stares.

Why in the hell were we dislocating?

When I looked at mama, I could definitely tell that something wasn't right. There was a way that when I looked at her face, she had looked frightened.

We all rode in silence until we got to an airport. We all sat in first class on a flight to California. . . .I was gonna miss New York.

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When we got to California, we went to a nice 5 star hotel. Daddy said we wouldn't be staying in there so long.

We ordered room service all night, eating basically everything that had sugar in it.

We was having a good time.

Chris POV :

I was sitting in the balcony when my phone rung.

"Hello?" I said not looking at the caller ID. "Chris,  where is my money nigga? I'm posed to have my shit tonite nigga, buh jus kno dat have my shit tonite when I see you or imma give your children you and your wife's head, you black basterd. "

a deep raspy voice said, I knew then it was Big Man.And with that bring said, that nigga hung up.

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