B E S T F R I E N D | •Tory Lanez ft. Jacquees•

Chapter 45- Negotiations

Makyah

He cackled like I'd just told the greatest joke on earth.

Mentally, I face palmed, of course. He was a drug dealer, dude probably made twenty-five thou in an hour.

"Bitch, fuck I need twenty five thou for?"

I wasn't just about to give up though. "Double, for both of us to walk outta here and twenty more for you to leave us alone permanently."

I knew it was a risk, but he was worth it. I couldn't live without him, I had no one and no one would ever make me feel like I was worth being on earth.

I needed him, whether it be as a friend or a life long partner in crime, just as long as it started a life long something.

He flicked two fingers in the air again, making Zai, drop tiredly on the floor. He coughed, looking up.

"Is you crazy!" He turned to Mike, "Let her go, Imma stay—"

It was officially my turn to look shocked, "Shut the fuck up. They knock you up, one too many times upside ya head? How bout you let me do the talki—"

"Both of y'all can shut the fuck up!" He'd risen to his feet. "I got eyes everywhere and I know where you live."

He'd come to stand in front of me, convincingly towering over me.

Instinctively, I shrunk back, nodding.

"No matter what you do, he always gone come after me," Zai whispered.

I didn't understand why or how he'd gotten into the situation. "Why?"

Before Zai could answer, Mike rudely interrupted. I was beginning to think, he always wanted to be the center of attention.

What a bitch.

"All this mushy bullshit can wait. We," he gestured in between the two of us, "got business to talk about. Shine over here, used to be my best man. My right hand."

He chuckled. Disgust pulsed through me. How could've Zai, possibly benefited this gag worthy human.

No matter, I just wanted out of here. "He ten times better than all these niggas working for me, so if you gone have him, shit gone cost you."

Referring to Zai, "Ion know when you got soft, but whenever you ready to be a winner again, you know where to find me."

"I told you I was done, Mike-Mike. I meant it. You took five years of my life, you ain't getting no more."

I'd been so engrossed in trying to figure out what Zai meant by five years, that when Mike's hand shot out, strangling me, I'd been caught by surprised.

Zai shot up, to help but he'd been stopped by Mike's goons.

Yet again, I was in the same predicament as I'd been not even thirty minutes ago. "You got an hour and a half, bring me that fifty and you get him. Throw in a twenty to leave back outta here and won't be no problems from me or my goons."

I nodded weakly. "Nothing happens to him while I'm gone or I take fifteen off ya money."

His eyes turned to slits, but he nodded regardless. He let me go. "Times ticking."

Scrambling up to my feet, I sprinted out of the basement, sparing Zavier one last glance. Silently, I promised to return for him.