Sliding in the car on the passenger side I mesmorized all the beauty that Los Angeles had to offer. It was exactly like the movies.
"Boy they got some fine ass bitches out here!" Mac yelled.
"You ain't never lying cuz! I'm bouta give my baby mama some competition." Peso said.
"Hell naw, that's too much child support."
"I ain't giving them hoes shit so it don't matter."
"That boy gone catch a fire life sentence", Doobie said.
Me and Mac laughed.
"You can't even go to jail for not paying child support, fuck outta here nigga." Peso said then started looking out the window.
"For real though, can you?" Peso asked looking to Mac.
"I don't fucking know, I tell a bitch quick if she don't want get an abortion I'ma stick D-Mo on her ass" Mac said chuckling to himself.
Nobody else laughed.
"That was kinda dark my nigga" Doobie said.
"Yeah I wouldn't even do my baby moms that cuz, shit...damn" Peso said.
"Alright nigga y'all acting like I did it for real" Mac said.
"This Lakers game gone be fire nigga." Peso said.
"Hell yeah." I said.
Mostly everybody in the car started agreeing
"Hell naw. That nigga Kobe finna get clamped up." Doobie said.
"I know you ain't from out here Doobie but don't make me beat yo ass." Mac said.
"Mac yo uglyass don't even watch basketball."
"Shit, Duce been putting me on to basketball lately. Right Duce?" Mac said looking to me while driving.
"Man keep ya eyes on the road." I said.
"Damn you can't even vouch for me, it's getting shady out here."
We got to a red light.
"Aight let's make shit interesting, put ya bets up. Everybody put in 100 dollars." Mac said
We all pulled our wallets out.
"So this how it go, everybody gone guess how much Kobe finna score. Whoever get the closest gone get all the money" Mac said.
"50.", Peso said handing my brother a 100 dollar bill
"5.", Doobie said handing my brother a dollar.
"I'm guessing like 35." Mac said pulling a 100 dollars out his pocket and putting it with everybody's money.
"I'm gone say 23" I said trying to hand my 100 dollar bill to Mac.
He was still looking at the money like he was counting, until he paused.
Everything paused.
No please not again. I looked behind me, Doobie and Peso weren't behind me anymore. I looked towards Mac and his body slowly faded away.
My heart dropped like many dreams before. Waking up alerted like an alarm had just gone off.
All my thoughts were scattered. My brother was just alive .. but I already know he's dead, why I gotta face this realization everytime I wake up? I just wish he could come back man.
This dream wasn't like the others. My other dreams were memories and flashbacks of when he was killed. This dream was my constant thought. The moment that never happened. Me, Mac, Doobie, and Peso going to LA for the Lakers game.
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Rosewood
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