lucy, i'm drunk

VII

- mac 11 -
[ lucy's pov ]

i start getting ready because my cousin gonna pick me up and im gonna hang out with him and his homies.

my cousin a whole mess. his name tyson. he look like a black version of hulk. his voice also scary but i got used to it. i dont really like calling him my cousin because i always saw him as an older brother, thats how close we are.

i dressed as a tomboy, i had a big tupac sweatshirt and basketball shorts while my hair was on a low ponytail. i didnt have any makeup because i didnt have anyone to impress.

i scroll through my phone and i saw that chris posted an instagram picture.

@chris.mello : sex

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i exit my building as i enter my tysons car.

"you look mad" i tell him

"tell me something new" he laughs and i laugh too

ballin from roddy rich was playing in his car and there was silence between us until he decided to talk

"you gonna meet new friends aight?"

i nod

"be respectful" he says as i remember the last time i pissed his friends off

i sigh "imma try"

"nah b, you not gonna try, you gonna do it or theres gonna be a problem" he says

i look back at him and roll my eyes "bro it aint my fault half of your friend be dumbasses" i sigh "like yall have nineteen, twenty years old and yall be acting like yall younger than me"

"still, im letting you hang with us, dont fuck wit it if you dont wanna go ghost bruh"

"well what if i didnt do anything to them and one of your friend pulls up on me" i ask

"imma put a hole in they parents" he deadass looks at me

i keep quet

bruh these gangs are getting boring. yall act tough but then at the end someone gonna be crying.
stop violence periodt

we pull up at a trap house that doesnt look familiar to me. outside are some fine men that are smoking a blunt and listening to down below by roddy rich.

we enter the house and all of them are smoking blunts. i look at tyson excited because they have some good weed

he looks at me back