The next couple days I was serving the block heavy.
Ripping and running errands for my boss and doing that shit well!
"Alright. You're free Breezy." he said as he put his hand out motioning me to go.
"Cool. By the way I'm going out of town soon so..."
He shook his head. "That's fine Breezy, I'll let you go but when you get back, I need you to assist me."
My mouth dropped in awe.
"Me?" I smiled. "Damn man." I dapped him. "ima make you proud man."
With that I walked out and hopped on the elevator to leave.
As soon as I opened the door, I put my hand in my pocket to see where my bags were.
Some niggas came flying by shooting everything in sight.
I made a break for it and pulled my gun out shooting back.
"Shit!" I said as I dropped my gun and took off running straight home.
As soon as I let myself in my apartment my leg ached with pain.
"Shit!" I yelled in pain.
In the morning I decided to get up and go run some errands after I booked my flight out to VA.
My flight would leave Monday morning, about 7:45. My plane was an eight hour flight. Long as hell!
I smoked me a quick lil blunt and grabbed my card to go out and run my errands.
When I got back I decided to go wash clothes and then go pack my luggage at the crib.
When Monday came around I woke up at about 5:30 feeling some excruciating pain in my leg.
I assumed I sprained something from the other night.
Oh well, I didn't have time to see a doctor. I had to get going on the road to catch my flight.
I got to the airport around 7, just in time to get on my plane.
I never rode the plane before lol
I was always going from city to city either in my ride or on my feet.
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AԀԀıċţ [ Chris Brown ]
FanfictionChristopher Brown is a drug addict in his mid 20s. His lifestyle changed from alright to BAD when he took it upon himself to serve the streets in a new town at a young age. What will happen to Chris as a result of his decision. Will good come...