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Walking into the crib I can feel my mind wondering, exactly what the fuck was this kid talking about niggas been following Drew? as we stepped inside Dasia was coming out the kitchen "Rome?" She said. I looked at her with a confused face because how does she know him? "You know him?" I asked, "yeah this is Erica's  little brother what are you doing here?" She asked. We both looked at him waiting for a answer, but he just put his head down and went to walk back out the door. I followed after him and stood in front of the kid "wassup with you man? How come when people talk to you nothing comes out your mouth? In order to get help you have to talk you do know that right?" I said annoyed. I wasn't trying to be impatient with the dude but this nigga need to stop staying shut and start talking! This shit wasn't a game and if he's really in a fucked up situation I'll do whatever I can to help him. Standing in the same spot the kid still wasn't talking "Rome are you okay?" Dasia asked while placing her hand on his chin lifting it to get him to look up at her. He shook his head no then proceeded to put his head back down "I have to leave before I get home late sorry I bothered y'all" he said before walking passed us to head down the steps. "Hey man take my number down" I said, turning around he replied "I can't make calls the phone is off" Dasia and I just looked at each other I can tell she was a little sensitive to this cause her eyes were hella watery. "Come here take this go get you something to eat and meet me here tmr at 12 noon aight?" Handing him a 20 dollar bill I take out an extra dollar and wrote my number on it "if you need anything call me don't forget 12 noon" I said before handing him the dollar bill then walking back to my door. "Rome please come here tmr at that time I'll be here to okay" Dasia said while giving him a hug. She stood by the stairs watching him walk down then walked back toward me "how you know him?" I asked following her into the house and back toward my room, "well I use to work with his sister about a year ago, I haven't seen or heard from her in about 7 months all her social media were took down how do you know him?" She asked while taking her sneakers off and climbing on the bed. Walking toward my station I said "he went to school with Drew I think he know some information I can use and I think he really need help" I said, climbing out the bed to walk toward me she said "what do you mean he needs help?" She had this worried but angry face I didn't understand why she was so worried. "Why you seem so caring for this kid?" I asked, looking away she took a deep breath and wiped her eyes was this girl crying ? Listen I've had enough with the tears and shit after shit is done ima need a damn vacation. I get up out the chair and walk over to her grabbing her into my arms I lay her head on my chest then said "Dasia you gotta talk to me". Picking her head up she wiped the tear that was left and turned to sit on the bed "Dev if you gone help him do it from the heart don't use him to get information then turn your back on him, Rome has been through some shit even Erica they don't have the lifestyle you or I have" she said and then I knew she was deeper into this and she knows something about that kid that I don't. It's crazy how you can literally see a person all the time and not know exactly what they go through, I mean I'm a busy person so I don't pay to close attention to what others are going through because it wasn't my business. Seeing her shed a tear for little dude I kinda felt a little bad and now I really wanted to know what was up with this kid. "Don't worry I got him" I said before walking back to my station to roll up. As I began to roll I hear a knock on my door and I don't know who the fuck that could be. Walking out my room I remember to close my room door on the way out, looking through the peephole I see my crew at the front door. "Fuck" I whisper opening the door these niggas look like they been running for hours "YO WE HAVE TO LAY LOW REAL QUICK SOME SHIT POPPED OFF AND THE BLOCK IS HOT RIGHT NOW!" Killer said as the crew entered. "What ya niggas mean? I ain't hear shit and I been up here the whole time" I said confused as hell "you know that nigga we beat up earlier? Well he came back to the block with his mans tryna set shit straight and after that you know what we did" Racks explained. It was 8 at night I had Dasia in the room and now the crew was in my damn living room, Racks began to walk toward the back and I didn't want Dasia to leave so I quickly followed him. Stopping him in the middle of the hall I said "why you bring all they asses up here ?" Looking at me with his eyes squinted Racks knew I was up to something "nigga you don't ever mind the crew up here so who up in here with you? Cause I know it's not Ma" he said with a smirk. I tilt my head just a little with my eyebrows raised because I was getting annoyed by the second. My phone starts ringing and I see it's a text from a unknown number... "it's Shadae you cant hide from me forever!" If she wanted me to be a man and step up what she need first was a DNA test. Deleting the text then placing my phone into my pocket I tell Racks "Listen y'all niggas gotta stay in the living room and don't come back here aight?" Folding his arms he replied "you know we can't smoke out there though and I'm not getting cursed out by ma" I don't know why Racks was complaining he brought they asses in here to began with. I just shook my head and walked toward my room, opening the door I see Dasia knocked out on the bed "damn that was fast" I said to myself. I hear footsteps behind me then heard Racks say "oh you a slick mutha fucka huh? This why you don't want no company" while smiling and snacking on chips "I got you bro we gone be out here" he said before turning to walk back to the living room. I wasn't gone just kick them out cause they my crew, but I damn sure wasn't bout to wake her up to go home she staying with me tonight. I walk into my closet open the safe and take out weed so we can go smoke, but before we do that ima go and shoot my moms a text seeing where she was. Quickly replying she let me know she was in queens at her bestfriend house so that mean we had time to smoke. My moms didn't smoke weed so she hated it being all over the house let alone the smell in her living room space. Moms didn't mind me smoking in my room because that's my room so she couldn't really say what I can or cannot do in there, as long as I respected her wishes we were good! I look at Dasia sleeping her hair was out straight just covering her eyes, lips looked soft and pink, her skin was shining like she had a bunch of oil over her I couldn't stop starring at this girl. Snapping back to reality I close my closet then began to walk out the room shutting the door quietly so I wouldn't wake her, as I walk toward the living room I said "aight y'all moms coming home in about 2 hours so we gone chill out here until then" placing the weed on the table my moms had placed in front of the couch. It was time for me to get high and relax for a little.

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