JUNIPER

Chapter III

     Sai'Yanna rolled through Silks' wing joint with Reagan and Desiree, seeing how packed it was from the front of the parking lot to the back. She parked directly in the middle where they could see everything. This was one of his legit spots to keep the cops off his ass and it honestly brung a lot of the right attention, even some of New York's finest would come eat there. But if they knew what was going on behind the scenes, they'd probably lock Silk up and throw away the key.

    The girls got out of the Mercedes Benz G63 AMG hearing all types of coo's and foul words from thirsty niggas and salty bitches. Opening the hatchback, Reagan and Desiree hopped in the back as Sai'Yanna laid on the hood of her truck. The spot was jumping with ballers, hustlers, hood superstars, boss bitches, thirsty bitches; the whole nine. Bitches were walking past the niggas in their tube tops and low rise booty shorts, revealing their thongs pulling in the bait and it was working. Reagan & Desiree laughed at the comedy they were witnessing taking a sip from their bottle of Grey Goose as they witnessed a hoe reeling in a potential baby father. They knew those scenarios too well. Sai'Yanna sat on her hood pulling from her blunt, inhaling then releasing into the wind not noticing Silk pulling up on side of her.

    "Damn Sai that's how we do?" She heard him ask not looking in his direction. "I'm here ain I", she asked looking in his direction. He shook his head getting out of his Beamer exposing his expensive gear and fat pockets. She couldn't lie, Silk was flossing and he wasn't afraid to let motherfuckers know he had it because everyone feared him, that was always. Ever since they were kids. He nudged Sai'Yanna to move over, she did as requested as he hopped on her hood making her truck bounce. "Hold on nie Silk before you dent my shit!" She yelled out pushing his shoulder playfully. He took the blunt from her , finishing it off. "So this shit jumpin or what Sai?" "Yeah shit going crazy. I ain't been out here since you first opened up. This joint jump like this every weekend I heard." "Yeah it do. I'll roll through every once in a while to see how my operation moving. But enough of that where Reagan fine ass at?" "See nuh uh, I knew it was gone be some shit witchu Silk!"

   Reagan appeared on the side of Silk causing him to jump a little, she took him by surprise while he was sitting there enjoying his high. "Hey Silk", she said in a seductive tone. A huge kool-aid smile spread across his face as he sat up gripping her waist. "Wassup witchu ma?" "Nothin' in the back with my girl laughing at these clowns." Desiree crept up on the side of Sai'Yanna, she didn't want to be left alone in the back with those niggas who looked smoked out on their own work. Sai'Yanna finally looked to the right of her catching her breath as she realized it was Dede. "Wassup with y'all and this childish ass creep shit." She laughed going in front of the truck sitting on her grill. Sai'Yanna rolled her eyes, taking a deep sigh, resting her eyes.

   Not paying any attention to Silk and Reagan, they both were getting into his car ready to take off. Desiree caught Sai'Yanna's attention diverting it towards the two. "Where y'all going? We just got here." Sai'Yanna grew irritated knowing exactly what they were about to go do. Silk laughed at her looking at Desiree then back at her. "You seem good to me Sai. Ya girl sitting witchu, we'll be right back." "No y'all not Silk, I know y'all. Y'all 'bout to be fuckin all night and she'll be knocking on my door at four in the mornin", she said with an attitude. Desiree hit the hood catching their attention as she waved leaving with a guy none of them knew. "See, even Dede dippin' and y'all leaving me out here by myself. FOR REAL!" She grew aggravated as she jumped into her truck. "Yo Sai, my mans coming by the crib for a lil meetin. Keep my mans company." Reagan gave Sai'Yanna her signature puppy dog eyes that worked every time. She tried her best to resist it but she finally gave in. "Ugh okay and he better not be ugly Silk or ima beat all y'all asses.

   Sai'Yanna trailed them back to Silk's place pulling up to his three story town house. Soon after they got out of their cars, a black tinted Land Rover parked directly behind Silk. The young man got out of the truck standing at least six foot ' five; sporting a black fitted New York Yankees cap, white v-neck exposing some of his chest tattoos, a pair of black fitted joggers with a pair of black, white & red Air Jordan 1's. The fitted cap covered his eyes but his beard and plump pink lips caught Sai'Yanna's attention as he licked them, shooting her a smile.