"Wait, you didn't even tell us how you got your Jays back" Jib shares as we stroll to Lark's birthday party at a hall her mom rented out.
"Well basically...I saw one of his boys at the basketball court so I ran up on him like yo, where the fuck is the dude that took my shit? I throw a basketball at him, hit that nigga right across his face like bawh." I begin to explain.
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"Then what happened?" Jamal asks.
"I asked him where he was... where he stayed at and he was crying like a little bitch or whatever so he told me that he stayed in Oakland. I went over there with Flaco and Stacey and saw my cousin, Kane out there he showed us where he stayed at. It got late pretty quick cause we was getting faded and shit, but at around midnight we went into his house, ran up in there when his ma and them was asleep and took them, easy and smooth as fuck" I declare.
"Wait, so the guy didn't even try and shoot you? I mean you was on his property" Ray interrogates as I shake my head.
"No, he kinda just let me take them"
"Whatever happened at least you got your shit back and everything's good now" Fuck Shit asserts, downing a 40z.
"So your not worried that he won't try and get you?"
"Nah. Fuck em"
Lark's Point Of View.
"Yas, Lark, get it" Chloe tells me behind the camera getting a shot for Instagram, she stands up right in her tight mini skirt and shows me the phone.
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"You look so beautiful"
"For real, I might have to borrow that dress after" Lay comments, sipping on a cocktail as my mom steps outside to allow us in. I watch as the others go inside.
"Before you go in, I wanted to give you a little gift" my mom tells me grabbing a tiny box from her jacket pocket.
"Thanks" I reply opening the box to a little diamond wire ring. "Awww, it's cute, thank you" I comment giving her a hug.
"It's okay, come on let's go in, all them people in there waiting on you" my mom tells me pulling me into the hall full of guests, way more than I had expected, the DJ is on the stage behind a laptop and there's a huge cake on the table full of plates and plates of home cooking.
"Lemme get your grandma, she ain't supposed to be drinking" mom comments heading towards my grandma.
Listen to 2 Chainz Ft Kendrick Lamar- Mama I Hit A Lick (on blast)
I greet people while making my way through the party. Chloe hands me a drink.
"Try not to get too lit tonight" she comments shimmying her way through sweaty bodies who have been partying for at least forty five minutes to an hour.
I take a sip of the Coke mixed with Vodka, barely able to swallow it before getting a sick feeling in my stomach, the Vodka burns my throat which is usually a feeling that I enjoy. My stomach begins to bubble as I rush past people to find my way into the bathroom, I burst through one of the stools to crouch down and throw up into the toilet to see a thick yellow liquid swimming around in the bowl. I stand up right to flush the toilet and wipe the corner of my mouth before leaving the bathroom and the drink on the side.
I suddenly feel a pair of hands wrap around my waist forcing me to turn around to Brandon.
"Oh hey Brandon" I greet as he gives me a hug.
"Happy birthday" he tells me kissing my cheek, still hugging me.
"Thanks. I know you just got here and shit, but I gotta talk to you about something"
"Lemme grab a drink first" he tells me as he nods heading to the drinks and disappearing into the crowd.
"The DJ needs to take a break, we better do your cake" my mom tells me yanking my hand and pulling me to the front of the hall, the DJ hands the microphone over to her and cuts the music while two of my cousins bring the cake over to me.
"Guys, I want to thank you all for coming of course the party has just got started but this is the exact time that Lark was born eighteen years ago. I just wanted to say Lark, even though I was only nineteen when I had you, I want to thank you for making my life worth living" I smile while everyone 'awwws'
"Happy birthday sweetheart"
"Happy birthday LARK!" I hear Fuck Shit yell from somewhere.
Brandon's Point Of View.
I look down at my phone while everyone starts to sing happy birthday to Lark, while standing between Tyree and Jamal. I see that the caller ID is from Stacey, who rarely calls me. I put the phone to my ear after answering trying to step out of the party or to the side but it's too crowded and too loud for people to hear me try and excuse myself.
"Yo...B, where ever the fuck you are take your ass home... Flaco got shot I think it's that nigga we ran up on..."
I hear everyone cheer and clap as Lark blows out her candles, the room goes dark all of a sudden, nothing can be heard but two gun shots, then screams as people duck down, scattering all over the place. I kneel down making my way through the crowd. The door slams shut when the light flickers back on. I witness Lark's mom, Cameo stand up.
"TYREE!"
Cameo rushes over as everyone, including myself begin to stand up to witness Tyree lying on the ground in a small pool of blood.
"Shit"
Others whisper as Cameo holds Tyree's holds, holding onto him while crying. "Call the ambulance" she calls. I watch as Lark steps closer to her brother's body, before holding her mouth and turning away as if she's going to throw up.
OH NAH TYREE THOUGH🤧😰 IT IS CRAZY BUT YOU'LL HAVE TO READ THE NEXT PART TO SEE IF HE'S GOOD OR NOT!! 💕🌸💎
