Hold You Down

Chapter Ten | My Brother's Keeper

Chapter Ten x My Brother's Keeper

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I ride for you I die for you without no pussy ass

One call to waitress, hit me up and I'm gon' bust his ass

Thick or thin, right or wrong mane that's my fuckin' thugger

You beef with him, you beef with me, I kill you on the muscle

Gutta we be tryin' to get on light then muthafucka

Try and knock our hustle, it ain't nothing for a nigga to touch ya

Throughout the pain and the struggle we clique tight like brothers

I put my life in his hands because I trust him

Am I my brother's keeper, if you know me you know

100it with it, from day 1 until the day that we go - Boosie

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I sighed to myself as I tried to call Melanie's phone for the fifth time, but got no answer once again. Money hadn't come back last night and I was definitely worried about him and where he was. When he left, he was angry and in pain. I wanted to help him and to make him feel better, but he didn't even give me the chance to do so. I had been calling all of their phones this morning, but none of them answered my calls. Right now, I was left out in the dark on the situation, and there was nothing I could do about it, but sit here and wait on someone to call. I didn't have a car, and today the cab service wasn't even open, so I had no other option.

To take my mind off of the incident at hand, I decided to call up my best friend Bianca. It had been a minute since we last talked and I missed her like crazy. We've been tight forever, and things have been real hard without her. I kinda needed somebody here with me, because I didn't feel comfortable all alone right now. We had exchanged cell phone numbers back at the club, so now it was way easier to get in contact with each other.

Me: Hey B, can you come over here. I kind of need some company right about now.

I sent the message and got up from the kitchen counter and fixed me a glass of water. I took a pain killer for my headache and threw the glass back like a shot of liquor. I grabbed my phone from the counter and went into the den. I sat with my feet tucked under me on the couch and checked the screen, in deed she had shot me back a text. I was getting slightly excited.

BFF: Of course, Adrian has been gone all day, so I'm bored anyway. I'll be there in 10, what's the address?

Me: It's 5342 Pine Hill Ave.

It was all set, my best friend was coming to see me and that thought made me a little happier than I was before. I turned the television to Love and Hip Hop reruns and sat there watching Stevie J and Joseline go at it for the millionth time. If Money and I were them, I would have been left his ass. Within the next 10 minutes, she texted me back saying she was at the gate of the house. I got up from my seat and went to the door. I typed in the code that Money had given me and it opened up with ease. I was surprised when a 2014 Dodge Challenger pulled into the driveway. My jaw dropped as she stepped out of the car looking completely flawless.

Bianca was wearing a pair of leather tights that fitted to her shape perfectly, a white Chanel shirt with gold diamonds on the front forming a C, and a pair of gold Louis Vuitton heels. Her hair was curled to perfection down her back and her make-up was done without a flaw. She looked gorgeous, I guess the both of us had come up drastically since graduation night. We had stories behind us.