Made Something Outta Nothing (Part 2: The Beginning Came up from nothing)

Part 33

I Can't Vibe With The Hate

I've been doing the same shit for the past couple weeks and still ducking and dodging rival drug dealin ass niggas. On the bright side I be ducked off in the crib with Aaliyah, Marlee, and Loretta. It's like I'm a whole live family man now which is good. I like that shit but at the end of the day I still gotta take care of business. I was sitting in the basement bagging up work when I hear my phone ring. I look at the contact and it's Bri. She call me from time to time just to check in or give me an update on my cases. She's been a real big help.

"What up big head" I said as I finish bagging up and putting my work in a duffle bag.

"Head not big nigga don't start" she said followed by a laugh.

"You know I gotta fuck with ya. Wassup though everything good?" I asked.

"Yeah your gun charge is dropped for certain and your murder case is still pending but there's no evidence so I've been hearing that if they can't come up with no evidence on that then you'll be dropped if all charges because they can't find any work. They honestly haven't found nothing at all. They said something about a strong oder of marijuana coming from your room when they kicked the door in but they didn't find anything but a blunt. They not gone charge you for no damn blunt." She said.

Hearing this news was bringing a big ass smile to my face. Only thing holding up is this murder they claim I did. I can't go down for that shit I refuse but If I gotta lay down then nigga it is what it is.

"You should've been a damn lawyer nigga." I said laughing at the idea.

"Well I could but courtrooms sometimes make me nauseous. I ain't got time for that shit. How is Marlee doing?"

"He doing good. Looking more and more like me everyday." I can tell she rolled her eyes over the phone.

"Boy bye. Well stay out the way and be safe. Ima keep you posted of course."

We said our goodbyes and hang up.
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"Shit only reason I'm leaving you in charge of the shit because I might need a second man on this job. Right now shit becoming too much yo and I don't need all this damn weight on my hands so can you handle this shit?" My plug asked.

"Of course. How long you gone be in Atlanta?"

"Just for a couple days no less than a week." I was kinda iffy about the situation because my plug the type to go everywhere by himself. If he with somebody it's probably one homie and that's Diego. Diego locked up right now for parole violation. So it just be him by himself. I don't know why this nigga be acting like he ain't got niggas that'll go on trips and protect the spot for him.

"Man let me go with you. I know you be saying you good and well protected. All that good shit but I feel like you should at least have one nigga with you who down to ride if shit go left." He chuckled and shook his head. I looked at him with confusion. "What's funny bro? I'm serious."

"I know you serious. That's why I'm laughing. dawg you just had a baby. You fighting hella cases right now. The last thing I need for you to do is come with me. I'll be fine. Just stay down. You got work. You good." He dapped me up and told me all about the spots I need to be looking out for when it come to profit. He left and I just sat down, Just wondering this nigga is hard headed. Let me get back to making this money. After making sure the spot was straight I head back home.

This is my life right now. Make money and go home. I can't be out all times of the night. Especially if niggas still looking for me and my niggas.