Where I Wanna Be.

12. Adjust

Seymour

"You sure you wanna do this baby?"

"Yes Seymour, I'm sure. If this is apart of your lifestyle then I need to see it. Let's go."

"Alright.."

After Laeyana agreed to ride with me to do my drops for today, I started the car and was headed to the trap house. Today she would see everything involving my drug business and I was kind of nervous. Nervous that she wouldn't like it and leave me. It's crazy cuz in the past, girls already knew I was a drug dealer and was completely fine and actually turned on by it... but I had no idea what Laeyana was thinking and it was driving me crazy..

We left our area and was now driving through the west side of town. While riding, I looked over at Lae and seen that her vibe immediately changed due to the environment. Driving through the west side, the only stores you saw was gas stations, liquor stores, barber shops, hair and nail salons, and soul food joints. There was hookers and prostitutes on all the major corners. Police sirens going off which made all the neighborhood dogs bark nonstop. Crackheads surrounding the gas station, and all the working people waited in a big crowd by the bus stop. Laeyana examined every single person and I can tell she wasn't very comfortable, but was trying to adjust at the same time.

"What's wrong Lae?" I teased..

"Nothing, but... but like why are these females leaving the house like that?"

"Whatchu mean?"

"Like that!" Laeyana said pointing to the girl walking inside the beauty supply store.

"Like why is half of her hair braided? Why isn't it finished?"

I just chuckled and kept driving..
Lae eyes were rummaging everywhere through this side of town. While we stood at a red light, she watched the kids play outside of the new recreation center. The place where me and Phor both invested in to get these kids a safer place to hangout at instead of the streets. We kept driving and she smelled the barbecue that somebody aunt and uncle was making while hearing the old school jams that played from the backyard of their house.

"Bet you ain't never heard this type of music before huh?"

"Boy shut up." She chuckled.
"My mama used to play this type of music all the time while she cleaned the house on the weekends."

"Okay, okay." I grinned.
" Aye we here."

I pulled up to the trap house on the corner and got out the car.

Laeyana

I was starting to adjust to the hood with everything I saw on the way here but soon as we pulled up to the house, I got nervous. I got out the car and adjusted my skirt from the tall grass that looked like it hasn't been cut in years, before following Seymour to the porch. I can tell the house was very old just by how the wooden stair case creaked at our movement and looked like it was about to collapse. Seymour got his key out and unlocked the door opening it. As soon as I walked in, the smell of weed punched me hard in the face. The house was old and dirty if you ask me.. The wallpaper was tearing off. A few holes here and there, and overall was a hot mess. Like nobody in here gave a single fuck to try and tidy this place up. There was a few other drug dealers here chillin with their girls in the living room on the couch. Everything was pretty normal till one of the girls got off her mans lap and started snorting the coke that was lined up on the coffee table. My eyes grew big at how she did it like it was nothing then proceeded laying back in her mans lap.

"It's not polite to stare Lae.." Seymour whispered in my ear.

I snapped out of my stare with homegirl and followed Seymour in the kitchen.