Almost the one🤏🏾❤️

Hard knock life

I'm still a lil out of it so I rub my eyes & look around like damn what the fuck happened. I still couldn't  believe all that shit happen last night. "U ight brah? U been out for a while," Ty'Sean said looking hurt. I shake my head yeah. "Man I'm too pretty to go to prison, I can't do this," Scotty said panicking. "Prison, the fuck he talm bout G," I said with a frown on my face looking confused asff. "Just don't say shit y'all." Bonté said all calm like. "Where the fuck is Reese," I said looking around still trying to adjust to the light. " U don't remember man? U shot him by accident in the head, he ainn make it," Ty'Sean said trying not to cry. I put my hand over my face in disbelief then look at him with tears in my eyes. He pull meh into a hug & tells meh it's gone be ight we gone get that nigga from the club killed off. I'm like who called the cops man shit done got real, really fast. Scotty was pissing meh off acting like a lil bitch, Bonté was acting all calm, & Ty'Sean was lying to my face saying it's was gone be ight. I called for the guard to come to the cell. "What inmate," the guard said with an attitude. "When can we get our one phone call. I need to make a call this is a mistake," I said ferociously. "Whenever I tell u, u can," the guard said walking away. Fuckkkk!!! How could this happen?? How did I get myself into this shit?? It was Bonté's fault, Ian rememba shit from last night! Days went by before we got to make a call. I called my oldest brother Tariq. He answered the phone on the first ring. "Niggaaaaaa what the fuck," he said sounding disappointed. "I can explain man," I said. Well actually I really can't, shit!! All I could say was, "Bro come get meh out of jail ASAP." I'll be gahhh damn if this nigga ainn hang up the phone in my fucking face talm bout he gotta business to run. My mouth dropped open as the guard snatched the phone from meh & told meh to get back to my cell right now. "Ian get to make a call really," I said frowned up at the guard. He hit meh with his police baton a couple times & pushed meh back to my cell. I heard Scotty crying on the phone to some girl he claimed to be his first love, begging her to come get him out.  Ty' Sean called his da lawyered up immediately. Bonté wasn't doing shit but sitting in his cell rapping. I thought to myself since Bonté isn't calling anyone I wonder would he use his one phone call for meh so I asked. That's my nigga so of course he said yea. Little did we know that Bonté had already made up his mind to take the fall for everything. I had Bonté call my second to oldest brother Caleb. It took him a while to answer cause he was in the middle of bustin a nut. "Hello?? Who this," he said not sounding too happy we interrupted him. "This Bonté, Ja'shari homeboy, he wanted meh to call u & letchu we got locked up the night of his birthday," Bonté said to Caleb in a calm voice. I swear this was the most unbothered nigga I've ever known in my life. "This a joke right," Caleb said laughing. "Nah we down here at county. He wanna know if you'll come get him out or get him a lawyer or sum," Bonté said laughing a lil too. " U mean to tell meh u dead ass serious? U really just interrupted meh with some bull shit like this," Caleb said still laughing but I knew he was serious asff. Now Caleb was that brother that loved talking shit but still ended up doing whatever. He just had to talk shit first if he didn't talk shit u can bet your bottom dollar he wasn't gone do whatever. Tariq was just an asshole who loved money. If it wasn't benefiting him he wasn't moving a muscle. I just knew my favorite brother was gone come get meh out tonight if not the next day. Ian even gone get into the shit that happened to meh when I was locked up but it wasn't pretty. I'll be gahhh damn if ian spend bout 5 years locked up along with Bonté & Scotty. Meh & Scotty got out round the same time. We had to do the hardest thing ever & that was testify again Bonté. They was pinning everything on him, from drugs that was at the party, selling to underage kids, shooting the dude who had the gun, & killing Reese. He was cool with it but I mean he might as well been shiiddd Ty'Sean had already got out & told em Bonté was behind the drugs. Bonté had 7 years. I was pissed cuz y the fuck u snitching my nigga?!?! U that fucking scared?? I heard he moved outta the country too. That's too bad tho cuz I wanted my one soon as I got out for that bitch ass move.