*** Tammi P.O.V.***
It's Friday night and I asked Meeka if she was down for the plan. Once we killed Seven we would all get money and that's why she was in. Shit we all needed some money to get out this hood. It sucks that the money has to be divided between Breezy,Meeka ,Lala, Quan , Ant and I.
I was sitting in the passenger seat while Meeka sat in the back of Breezy's car. I felt bad setting this man up but at the end of the day, I really needed this money. This money will buy me a car and pay for my model lessons, maybe even some bomb ass head shot photos.
I gotta get out of this hood. Aint shit here for me. If this nigga gotta go then this nigga gotta go. Sorry not sorry.
We pull up to Ants condo home and park in the driveway. Breezy turns off the car and looks at me. He hated that I wanted to get involved but I knew the outcome. "You ready?" He asked.
I nod my head. "If you do-" I cut him off and kiss him roughly. He immediately kisses me back and I take full control. This is going to be my man. Not my nigga. My man.
"Alright y'all I don't wanna see that." Meeka says while covering her eyes. I pull back from his lips and laugh.
"Let's go ladies." Breezy said. We all get out the car and he locks his door. I'm the first to knock on Ants door.
Quan opens up the door and his eyes lock on Meeka. "What's good bro?" He daps up breezy.
"Hello sis in law." He says to me and I cheese. I walk past him into the house.
"Hey pretty lady." He said trying to spit game at Meeka. She laughs and keeps walking by him , switching her thick ass hips a little harder than usual.
"Downstairs y'all." Quan said and we head to the basement. This time there was no couches anymore. It was a long ass table with some chairs like we were having a business meeting.
I laugh a little. This is a meeting to kill someone not sell no good or services. We all take a seat at the remaining chairs along the table. Lala and Ant are seated next to each other and I can admit I felt nothing.
Breezy sucked and licked the hatred I had out of me yesterday so I can't complain.
"Alright so ladies please tell me y'all
Know how to use guns and shit?" Quan asked.
"Boy we cant take no guns in there especially if there will be security. If he out here making enemies like that we need some other weapon..." Lala said and I actually agreed with her.
"So what the fuck should we have on us , I ain't walking in there without nothing to defend myself." Meeka spoke up.
"Pocketknives!" I said and all eyes were on me.
"Bitch pocketknives?!" Lala said.
"Yes that will work. That way if we get pat down then they won't feel it. We have to hide it somewhere that they can't see or feel it." I replied.
"I know how to use a pocket knife so I'm good." Meeka said and Quan smiled.
"That's my girl.." Breezy whispered in my ear. I laughed and Ant kept his eyes on mine. I ignored his gaze.
"Okay so we gonna need to go out and buy a dope ass outfit then. He's having the party out in Peabody." Lala said and I swear I saw money signs in these bitches eyes.
"What is the boys plan?" I asked curious.
"Well ima let y'all take one of my cars and we will be behind y'all. We fa sure can't come in or our plan will be ruined. We gonna camp out close by. Lala since you know him and clearly fucked him we gonna need y'all to see if he would have a foursome. I hear he fuck bitches all the time at his parties. I guess 3 for him won't be bad. " Ant said.
"Don't be spilling my business like that." Lala said mad as hell.
"We already know , you fuck anything with legs." Meeka said.
The whole table erupted in laughter except for Lala. It was true tho, this bitch fucks anything.
"Okay I'm down with that plan. Meeka we will buy our outfits tomorrow, and then everyone meets back up here at 8. What time does his party start?" I say.
"His party starts at 9:30 pm but we will leave here at 10. It takes about 45 mins to an hour to reach the place. Make sure y'all be here at 8. We got guns and shit to be prepared. Y'all can all get ready here if need be to make it easier. " Ant said and we all take in the information.
I look at Meeka and she looks ready. I know she needs the cash just as much as I do. When I told her about the plan she jumped onto that shit immediately. No hesitation she was on.
"Alright let's go." Breezy said to me and Meeka. Us three got up and said our goodbyes.
We head out the front door and I grab ahold of Breezy's hand. He looks at our hands and smile. We all get in the car and he starts it up.
"You guys sure y'all ready for this?" He asked.
I nod my head. Meeka nods her head.
"I am so down for this. I need the money." Meeka replied and we pulled off. I wasn't backing out that's for sure.
I want to be a model so bad. That's all I want.
I will do this. I have to do this. I need to do this.
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B. L. A. C. K.
ChickLitTamera Brown a.k.a Tammi lives in Boston , Massachusetts. She is a 17 year old trying to find a way and not fit in with the "norm". Will she find herself or will she blend in with the crowd?
