AJ
I woke up to my phone ringing. It took me a second to remember where I was. I haven't had sleep like that in a while.
My phone constantly ringing was starting to irritate the fuck outta' me.
I snatched it off the Night stand and answered the phone without looking at the caller I.D.
"Speak" I answered with a raspy voice. Who ever this was, is going to catch this mornin' heat.
"Nigga' get yo' ass down to the trap. We got shit to do and it has to be done on a schedule". Roy's voice boomed through the phone.
I pulled the phone away from my face staring at it. I don't know who the fuck this nigga talkin' to.
Even though he is a damn hot head, Roy has been and always will be my nigga' for life. I've known him since I was little when my pops died. He was there.
Both of our pops have been close since highschool so us being close was expected but we earned each others loyalty.
His pops Mr. Tate, owned Local stores such as mini marts, and car shops. My Father produce his own car parts for the rides that were boomin' at the time. They soon became business partners.
When I was in lock up he never let me down. Anything I asked him to do he did that for me. He took care of my moms' and made sure she was straight while I was away. He was there. We definitely been through a lot from My pops dying and to his sister who passed on when we were sixteen. Ria was diagnosed with cancer at the age of 13. She had a heart of gold and had education on lock. When she died, something in Roy died with her.
We understood each other like no one else could and there are things we have done that shouldn't even be spoken about.
He's my brother. Period.
"Aye' man what's wrong?" he sounded a lil' frustrated but then again this nigga' always had shit he needed to be worry about.
"Nun' I'm good. Yo' Nelly lookin' ass forgot we were supposed to do a run today"
I had forgot about that shit. This was a new package coming in from New York that would be our supply for the next two weeks. Our shit went so fast.
Which is exactly why we ran on a tight and busy schedule.
"Aight' man give me 15" I said running my hand over my head.
"Aight' where are you anyway?" he said like he knew something
"Mind your business turtle dick". I laughed and hung up the phone.
I looked down at benji laying across my chest and smiled.
She is so damn beautiful. Aint' no doubt she can put a nigga' in a coma with what she has between them legs.
I love benji. We have been close for a long time and been through life together. We fucked from year to year but I'm not in love with benji.
She feels the same way. I would die for her. Just because we not on that level emotionally does not mean I would turn my back on her for any other female. She has been my rock for many years right along with Roy. She comes before any female. Since 6th grade I told myself I would protect her even though a relationship would never happen.
We have a clear understanding.
I slid from under her slowly while lifting her head gently trying not to wake her up.
I went to take a shower. I would put on my clothes I had on from last night.
When I got out the shower I put on some lotion and put my clothes on.
