I'm Ridin With You

This Can't Be Happening Part 2

                   Chapter 3

               Marcedes P.O.V

"Did you hear me?" He asked

"Huh?" I said getting out my daze

"I said I'm gonna have my people come and clean this mess up,  five O don't need to be involved." He said with attitude

"You need to chill with that attitude, cause from what I remember you ran into me!" I yelled angrily

"Look I'm sorry ma, it's just that my breaks don't work all of a sudden." He said more calmer

"How they don't work? And what you mean the police don't need to be involved? " I asked curious

"I don't Know, I think somebody cut them, they was just working when I went to my nigga Travis hou...

He stopped talking and his whole face turned red, he walked off and got on his phone. From what it sounded like he was telling somebody what happened. He walked back over to me.

"Aye ma, here's the deal my people bout to pull up, they gone clean this mess up, and my right hand man gone take us to my crib, and you gone pick a car you want, half is new and half is used, pick one of your choice, plus you get $3,000 if you don't tell nobody you ever met me, and that you never crashed into me.

My whole face changed so quick, because this nigga must really be in some type of business on why he don't want no one to know this happened. Then this nigga really offering me a brand new car and $3,000, Ion really need the money but aye that means more cash for me.

"So, you really want me to go somewhere with a stranger, not knowing if your Tryna kill me??" I asked with my eyebrow raised

"The fuck, I Ain't tryna kill you, and how about this. My name is Tyson Cashmere Wilson, but people call me Kash. Yours?" He asked me, smiling and extending his hand.

That name Kash rung a bell quick, he's the dude that's taking my Uncle Ty spot on the Kingpin/Druglord. My uncle is retiring and he said he know who he wants taking his spot. I trust my uncle so I Know Kash gotta be good at what he do.

"My name is Marcedes Williams, But People Call Me Mar Mar. How about $5,000 and You'll have yourself a deal?" I asked with a smirk.

Some reason he laughed and grabbed my hand and hook it.

"You have yourself a deal, Marcedes." He said

Two all black Suv truck, with tinted windows pulled up, it looked bulletproof. Then a tow truck pulled up behind it. A group of niggas got out the suv truck and helped clean the crash up. While Tyson was walking to the other one.

"Well are you coming?" He asked

"Um, yeaa." I said

We walked to the car and he opened the backed door and let me in, then he closed it. He went to the passenger door and got in. Who I'm assuming is his right hand man was driving and banging some beyonce flawless, I laughed because both these niggas was bobbing their head to it. Finally, we was pulling up to this big ass house, with a big black gate going around it.

Old dude parked, and we all got out, Tyson unlocked the door then we all walked in, his house was huge and cold (fresh, nice..if your from Detroit you know what I mean) ass hell.we walked through the house and we ended up by this door, and he opened it and walked in and I followed. I couldn't believe all these cold ass cars this nigga got. The all white on black corvette caught my eye, I instantly wanted it. I walked over to it and could tell it was still brand new, I rubbed it with my hand and walked around it. I looked up at Tyson.

"This One, I want this one." I said with a huge smile on my face

He walked over to me and gave me the keys, while his friend gave me a heavy ass bag full of money. I looked up at Tyson and put my hand out.

"Nice doing business with you Tyson." I said with a smile

"Same to you." He shook my hand and smiled

I got in my new car and drove away.