Kacey Jones
October 23"So tell me about kacey Jones, who are you what's your purpose in life , what do you aspire to be?"Brooklyn asked me as we sat on her patio in the back of her house
"Funny that you asked that , I always wondered why was I put here? What was my purpose of being here? what was my calling? And to be honest with you I can't even answer that, these 19 years in my life I can't even name 1 good thing I've don't but I can name about 100 wrong things I've done , my life been so fucked up lately ain't nothing good coming out of it. I mean look at me I can't even get nowhere for me and my sister to stay, shit is real deal hard and I can't even make this up I can't even remember the last time I was genuinely happy"
"Kacey I've known you for about a good couple weeks now And i can name quite a few good things you've done. For one you're taking care of your sister, two you're working to provide a place for both of you guys to stay. Three , you make her happy by simply being here. Happiness is about appreciating all the small things. Bad things happen to all of us in life... But as long as you have people to support and love you, the bad times are a little less painful... Always focus on the positive and never stop trying. Stop finding ways to make yourself sound like a bad person because your not" she spoke looking at me as I looked down shaking my head "Never give up trying to be happy" she said grabbing ahold of my chin so that I was now looking at her
"If you focus on the negative, your life will be miserable. Focus on the things and people you love" she said as I nodded my head trying to keep my emotions in tact
"You know I haven't had a real conversation with anyone since my mama died, I've been tryna stay strong for Kaila that I didn't even have time to mourn over her death. It seems like everything is taking a toll on me" I sighed standing up rubbing my hands down my face
"Kacey I'm here just know that and I'm always down to listen , I will watch Kaila whenever needed if it means giving you the time you need to be able to actually process this" she said pulling me into a hug
Shit had been so hard for me I felt as if it was so much pressure on me , me being a mamas boy , her death hit me hard
"Thanks Brooklyn I appreciate you , when I get on my feet ima show you" I said as we both pulled out of the hug
"Don't even mention it , you've been thanking me since day one"
Even though I was dealing drugs still didn't have enough money to get an apartment I had about 900 dollars saved up and that wasn't nowhere near enough
Brooklyn deserved it all the fact that she was willing to help me without knowing me showed me that she was a good person and I liked that about her
"I ain't never had a best friend before" I smiled looking over at her as she smiled back
"Well now you do ,this is what it feels like to have one"
Pulling my phone out my pocket I looked at it to see lavon calling me "say bitch , where you at?" He asked as I smacked my lips
"Stop fucking playing with me, wassup?"
"We gotta play to run so get here" he said hanging up before I could say anything
Smacking my lips I tucked my phone into my pocket before making eye contact with Brooklyn
"Duty calls" she smiled "I'll see you later , be safe okay?"
"I will thanks I'll see you in the morning" I spoke before leaving out of her front door
Pulling my phone back out I texted lavon for the location and let him know it would be a while before I arrived due to me having to walk there
This drug shit was a process I wasn't tryna get to deep into it I just needed to get enough money to afford a apartment and the first 5 months of it
I knew it was better shit I could do but I was careful with my shit so I knew better than to get caught up
I got there in about 30 minutes due to the fact I was walking
"Aye carter this my homeboy Kacey but we call him k3" lavon said introducing me to some nigga
"Wassup I'm carter I run this shit around here, von was telling me you was working but you haven't hit the streets yet, wassup wit that?" He asked blowing smoke in my face low key pissing me off
"I ain't tryna be a street boy I just wanna supply the weed to sell" I spoke as he chuckled like something was funny
Guess I missed the joke
"Man you something else ain't nobody ever told me that before , where you from?" He asked as I looked over at von then back at him
"Look man I'm just tryna make money but I ain't tryna be on the streets , can I help supply it or not?" I just wanted to make money and if he wasn't willing to let me supply it then I'd go get another job by any means
"I tell you what , if I let you do this what you gonna do for me?" He asked as I scrunched my face up
What type of fuck shit was this man on
"Ima supply you with money"
"Ight I'll let you do it but you gotta be all in wit it , supplying Is way harder than selling on the street , we gonna meet up on my time and I'll give you the run down ain't no switching"
"Ight man I hear you" i said dapping him up before going over to von
"You a supplier?" I asked him as he shrugged his shoulders
"Supplier And corner boy, why wassup?" He asked as I shook my head
"Nothing but look ima see if Brooklyn parents would let me crash at they house, I needa spend time with my sister so I'll see you tomorrow" I said dapping him up
"You need someone to give you a ride?"
"Nah I'm straight , I need the workout anyway" I joked before leaving
Pulling out my phone I let Brooklyn know I was coming over and asked her if her parents were home so I could talk to them
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DEDICATED
General Fictionded·i·ca·tion /ˌdedəˈkāSH(ə)n/ noun 1. the quality of being dedicated or committed to a task or purpose. "his dedication to his duties"