Rider Die*on hold*

Chapter 3

Ice POV

"Go to the store for me, Ice."My mother says handing me a slip of paper with a whole bunch of stuff.

And then she handed my two hunnet.

I slip on my shoes and get in my car.

Yes I already got dressed and did my hygiene's.

It's the middle of the day so yup!

Anyway I pull up at Walmart and go in.

Zamara POV

As I was walking down the isle in Walmart I see Ice.

So lemme tell ya ass one thang: I like him.

Maybe he don't feel the same way so I'll leave it alone.

Anyway I continue walking down the isle in hopes of him not seeing me.

"Zamara."Someone says grabbing my arm.

I look back and it's him!

"Was sup, lil mama."he says in his thick accent.

"Hi,"i say paying no interest to him whatsoever.

Instead I'm looking at my nails, something I do when I'm shy or nervous or mad.

I take a look in his basket and look up at him.

"So we just gone sit here staring at each other, cause I gots places to be."I lied.

"We'll since you want to be mean, call me when you get ya act straight."He says taking my phone out my pocket.

See dats what irks me. Ion know who you is don't be digging round in my pockets.

One day you dig in my pocket something gone cut you.

What?, it's perfectly normal that I keep pocket knives in my pocket.

Just incase I gotta slice a bitch or nigga neck in the name of Jesus.

Ice POV

After that I give her phone back and walk off smiling.

She was cute and all, but I'm just tryna do a FUCK and DUCK.

HIT and RUN!

SMASH and DASH!

okay I think y'all get it. I just don't want to settle down right now.

Anyway, I get I the check out line and the lady ring up my stuff.

Then I pay and leave. Getting in my phone rings.

Phone conversation:

Mom:whea you at boy

Me:uh at da sto

Mom:you know how long it's been

Me:uh no, I was in da sto not paying any mind to the time

Mom:we'll it's been a hour

Me:chill ma, I'll be there I just gotta go to the trap

Mom:ighttt boy, don't get shot

Phone conversation over.

I go to the trap and get to the back.

The guys were bringing bags of money and weed in.

Some where high as fuck.

So I leave and get home. Right when I was Finna get out the car my phone rings.

Phone conversation:

??:hey it's Zamara

Me:hey

Zamara:sorry fa what happened earlier

Me:it's coo'

Zamara POV

We talked some mo, and then we hung up.

His voice is so attractive and his body.

We'll from how I see it. Anyway, Juan moved out.

I can't believe you kick ya son out da house.

After I took my shower Juan calls me.

Phone conversation:

Juan:hey sis, ya know I love you, and I miss you right

Me:what did you do

Juan:come get me out jail, and hurry up

Me:you in jail again?

Juan:yeah, now could ya come on

Me:Juan it's 11 at night what the hell

Juan:but you love me right

Me:love has nothing to do wit it

Juan:come on, I gotta go

Phone conversation ended.

We'll I guess ima be ghetto like always.

After I take a shower and I have to go some where I just go in my nightclothes. and some slippers.

So I get in my car and go all the way to the other side of town.

Juan POV

"Some ones here to see you."The police officer says.

i turn around and he cuffed me, while bring me out the cell.

My face lot up when I saw my lil sis. Zamara!

We sit in the booth.

"Nigga how you got hea."She asked. "Um, he asked me if I had some weed and I gave him some."i say.

"What the hell Juan. You were supposed to lie you dumb Mitch."she says smirking.

"We'll he saw it on the table so it was no use to lie."I shrugged.

"Momma gone get chu."she says laughing.

"No she ain't, you ain't go tell her. Besides ion go by her rules. I live far away from her."i say.

"A street is not far away, dummy. And you living off a girl."She smirked.

"Time up,"The police says. We say our byes and she leaves and I go back to my cell.

The man starts touching all up on me.

"Mitch what the fuck is you doing. Just cause you white don't mean you can rape me. Get the fuck. This may be a cell, but I could still beat cha ass. Don't fucking mess with me."I shot as he backed away.

Ice POV

Ion wanna sound like a needy nigga but I called her anyway.

She didn't pick up, so I called again.

This time she picked up on the third ring.

Phone conversation:

Me:was sup

Her:nothing on my way home

Me:whea you was out dis late

Zamara:in jail, my brother tryna get out , aye look ima call you tomorrow, I'm sleepy as fuck

Phone conversation over.

I just watched tv all the while thinking bout her!