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"You're makin' a deal with the devil."
Venus DiLaurentis (aka Star) lives a life hidden by her overly religious father. Whereas her long time relationship with the drug dealer Michael has always been strong, it causes some un...
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𝔐ichael never knew what he could possibly be getting himself into before joining a gang. It was not just a drug gang, there had to be more to it. It involved guns, and commitment. Which is something he doesn't have
He's making life harder than it has to be. He creates his own problems, then pays the consequences afterwards. Venus is the least of his concerns. Why worry about her? She's just fine. Of course she has a dimwit of a father but other than that, it's all good. Why worry about her?
Her mother's untimely death has everything to do with the way Venus and her father's relationship turned out. But it's not good to blame death on everything.
"Here's your half Mike. Don't spend it on somethin' stupid. Actually use it for good use." Dexter warned, handing Michael his share of the bands of money they earned from their drug selling
Michael looked down at the money with shimmering eyes. "I won't. I never do." He shrugged and reaches his hand out to get the money but Dexter held it back with narrowed eyes.
"Come on, Dex." Michael groaned looking at him with disappointment
"I know you use this money at that strip club Mike. For that Diana or whatever her name is. And I'm not tellin' you what to do but you better be careful."
"You always threatening me Dex. I don't get-"
"We're part of a gang nigga. Y'all take this as a joke. I'm just tryna protect my brothers. That's all. 'Cause we're brothers right?" Dexter asked, patting Michael on his back gently but in a cold manner, having his piercing eyes bore right through Michael's soul
Michael sighed and nodded his head, half rolling his eyes while gliding his tongue against his shiny teeth "Uh huh. We're brothers." He replied, and Dexter lets out a hardy laugh
"Atta boy. Here, go buy yourself somethin' nice." Dexter said, finally handing Michael the money that they half heartedly worked so hard to get
All of sudden, he sees Wolfie leap to his feet, hurriedly shuffling all the drugs behind the plastic fold up chair, Michael looked around anxiously and obliviously as the atmosphere suddenly changed.
"Quick y'all act natural! Wilson's on his way over here!" Salamander announced in a hushed tone and they all sat down, crossing their legs as Dexter laughed loudly, pretending to talk about something funny
"Man you is funny Enrico. You a damn fool." He faked, and gave the other boys a look to start laughing too, as Sherif Wilson makes his way over to their location
Sherif Wilson walks around the neighborhood a few times, checking up on one of the worst parts of Atlanta. The drug dealers and the thugs that roam the streets day and night
He has a casual attitude that tends to trick others. He's onto something but isn't obvious in his intensions
Michael faked a laugh, a little too loud, and nervously laughs afterwards, seeing the looks he got. He keeps his eyes on the hot concrete their feet laid upon
