Dope Wounds

Look what that Money Make a Bitch Do

Aaliyah Wright

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"Man can you come on i'm not trynna be out all day here" I complained to my brother Avion.

Hes annoying as fuck, wanna take all day counting money I been told him to count. Get on my damn nerves.

"Man can you hol' on" he replied and continued counting under his breath.

I rolled my eyes and grabbed my lighter out my purse. If he gon be all day, I might as well get high. Slow counting ass shoulda stayed in school.

Me and Avion been serving drugs in New York for a while. We do what it takes, to get us the money we need to do the shit we want. Best way i can explain it.

Growing up was rough for us, both our parents strung out on drugs. On and off sobriety, its a miracle we aint get put in the system. Its really because we ran from it. See our mother was attracted to our father in highschool.
Dad was a Football player and mom just a school girl. They start hanging out and shit and dad had her smoke some weed wit em. Weed turned to Coke.. Coke turned to pills and pills turned to Syringes. Cant stop it once it gets to syringes.

"Alright alright im done," he finally finished, "5 for me and 5 fir you" i smiled looking at the money sitting on my lap. I laughed to him, "the fuck we gon do with this money man" he laughed.

"Ion even know dude" i lit the blunt and started the car. I quickly puffed on it before handing it to Avion.

"Aye lets go to my brother house" i looked at him with a face. My momma only got 3 kids fuck he on about a brother.

My brother friendly as hell, unlike me. He a lil pretty nigga so he be feelin his self over the top. He darkskin, tattoos, jewelry, money. Every bitches desire. Nigga would make friends wit a duck. But hes a fucking firecracker, when Bro start spazzin its hard to calm em down.

"Who the fuck is yo brother" i asked him and he replied with a laugh.

"A smarter nigga than us, he'll know how we need to handle our money" I laughed at him pulling off.

"I dont need nobody to tell me what to do wit my money" i pulled off, "where i go" i asked and he starting directing me there. I was high as fuck so i know I looked hella stupid.

When we pulled up it was a lul normal house. Two floors, two car garage Didn't seem like nothing out of the ordinary so I didnt think too much of it.

Avion put the money into a backpack including mine then we walked inside the house. He looked at me and smiled before knocking.

"Fuck you smiling for nigga" i asked him and he smiled again. "You high huh" i asked and he nodded laughing which made me laugh.

When the door swung open, I had to do a double take. A tall, fine, tatted up lightskin nigga opened it. Fine as fuck might I add again. he had braids in his hair and they was long, his beard was short but it looked good on him. i dont know what it was for me. maybe his height, his tats, his face i dont know but he fine as hell. Maybe its the glasses.

"Oh whats up Avion... who is this" he looked at me and I had to keep my bitch face on. "Yall look like the same person" Avion laughed, I didnt.

"D this my twin sister Aaliyah. Liyah this is Dave" I looked at my brother and back at Dave.

I cant lie, he had me fantasizing on the porch. The way he was towering over me like that? Whew. You could tell he was an Alpha. Aint nobody telling him what to do, HE calling the shots. Just the typa nigga i like. Shit when did he become friends wit my brother? Better yet when did my brother become friends wit him?