My Harlem Thug Story

Set it Off or Turn you On

            AN:  I apologize once again for the slacking so I'll give you guys an update while I'm vibing to August Alsina, Baybeee. Ha love me some August. Happy 22nd Birthday Aug!!!

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                                                                                   Tey

These past few weeks I've been spending as much time as I can with Mama. Asia and Trini enjoys the time that we sit in the room for hours with Mama, because she lets them do her hair and nails. Asia even gave Mama her Nicki Minaj wig and Mama rocks the pink wig just for her. Trini has been under Quez like white on rice, I'm just glad she likes him. Quez has really been eating up all the attention Mama gives him, and still calls her his 'girlfriend'. Speaking of girlfriends, we haven't made anything official yet, but I have been chilling with Quad on the regular. I'm actually with him right now.

"Aye ma you want anything before we head inside?" Quad asked nodding over to the concession stands.

"Just some sour straws." 

"Aight go get the seats while I get dis'."

I went all the way up to the last row and sat in the middle. The comercials went on and off, the movie was about to start and Quad still wasn't back. A mixed looking chick was asking if the seat was open since nobody sat there and the theatre was packed. After five more mintues I decided to get up and see what the hell was going on.

Walking out the theatre's doors I heard a loud commotion. Walking towards the concession stand I could see I huge crowd forming around so I went to see what was going on. Walking closer I could hear Quad's voice and it kinda sounded like Quez was yelling back.  I ran up and saw Quez and Quad on the floor going head to head, fighting.

"Quad stop!"

People looked over to me noticing the worry in my voice and four older men tried pulled them apart.

"What the hell Quad what happened?" I questioned looking back and forth between the two, while they stood in separate corners looking pissed.

"Why the fuck you with this fuck nigga!?" Quez yelled at me while the men still continued to hold them back.

I looked over at him surprised and kinda scared but I wasn't gonna show him that." The fuck nigga, you ain't my fuckin' daddy." I said looking at him up side his head.

Quad just stood there; probably wondering how we knew each other. And everybody else stood there watching everything unfold. Nosey fuckers.

"Mane I ain't playing with yo ass right now, so gone head with that shit." Quez said shrugging the men off of him.

He walked over and grabbed my arm hard enough the drag me along side him . I pushed him off of me.

"Stop grabbing my arm so fuckin' tight you idiot." I said glancing at him. I turned around I yelled back at Quad."Imma call you Quad, I'm sorry." I said giving him a apologetic look. He nodded his head."Aight, ma."

"No the fuck you not." Quez said grabbing my hand and walking out with me in tow.

I pulled out my phone to try and text Quad and it got completly snatched out my hand. Where it found it's way into his pocket, off.

"I'm not playing with you mane, you really pissing me off right now." He said grabbing my hand again.

"What the hell is your problem Jacquez, you out here fighting niggas for what!"