In Love With A Street Nigga

Chapter 9

Christina POV

      I couldn’t go back to sleep because I was too busy tryna figure out who this unknown person was. I really wanted to talk to my girls about it but I knew they was sleep so I decided to text somebody else.

Me: Are you awake?

Razell: Yea wussam?

Me: I really need somebody to talk too

Razell: Aight come through 17658 SilverStone Blvd.

Me: Kk

I slid out of bed and slipped on some jean shorts and a Nike hoodie. I brushed my hair up into a messy bun and slipped on my Nike slippers. I walked into my closet and went to the furthest wall to the back. Too any normal person the wall looks normal but to me it’s where I keep my money and guns. I quickly typed in the code on the transparent keypad that appeared only to my touch. I stepped back as the door in the wall slid back and the room lit up. I stepped inside and looked around. This was my sanctuary. I have an infactuation with guns and Im pretty sure that anybody would agree by the looks of this room. I pulled out my 45 and my AK, now that somebody knows who I am, I have to always be prepared for the worst. I mean, I never left my house without my nine but that was just because I was always taught to stay strapped. I grabbed two extra clips one for each and walked out of the room and back into my closet.  I walked back into my bedroom and grabbed my phone keys and wallet before I walked out and headed down stairs to my car garage. I slid into my black on black Saloon E-Class Mercedes this was my lowkey car. Before I pulled out of my driveway, I typed in Razell’s address on the in dash screen and sent him a text telling him I was on my way.

Razell

       I was up going over my money books and planning for these upcoming business trips when my phone vibrated. It was 3:20 in the morning and Christina had text me asking me if I was awake. She said she needed somebody to talk to so I just told her to slid through. I hadn’t heard from her since we went out the other day so that shit kinda caught me off guard. I had just finished doing calculations and getting payroll together when I got another text from Christina letting me know she was on her way.

Christina

I pulled up to a gated community luckily the gate was open because I did not know this nigga last name. I followed my GPS until I pulled up infront of this big ass beautiful house. “Damn this a big ass house” I thought to myself as I stepped out and made my way up the drive way. Before I could even ring the door bell he opened the door. “Wussup lil mama” he said before stepping aside and letting me in. “Hey” I said as I looked around. The inside of his house was so nice. From the front foyer you could see the formal dining room, the formal living room and the staircase. “You wasn’t expecting a nigga to be living like this huh?” he chuckled as he closed the door and lead me around the stairs to the living room. It was a huge sunken room with beige and wine colored furniture. He had a 75in Plasama TV mounted on the wall above the tall fireplace. On the furthest wall to the left he had a humungous built in fish tank with all kinds of saltwater fish, eels, and baby great whites. “You want something to eat or drink?” “ Umm yeah can I have a water?” I asked before taking a seat on one of the sectionals. Rzaell came back into the room and handed me the bottle of water before taking a seat next to me. “So wussup? You alright? He asked.” I looked at him and could tell he was legit concerned. I didn’t even know where or how to start telling him about the phone call and what was said. “Well somebody called my phone at 2…they said I need to watch my back because they know who I am. I said looking down at my hands. The only people that I know know about my past and who I am are my two bestfriends and I know they wouldn’t tell nobody.”  “What you mean they know who you are?” he asked. I paused for a minute before turning to look at him, he was texting. “Remember how I told you my parents died” I asked still looking at him. “Yea” “Well I don’t know if you noticed or not but I never told you their names or nothing and there was a reason for that” “Okay” he said dryly almost like he was loosing interest in what I was saying. “Well my mother and father are Skylar and Christopher Carter…My full name is Christina Sky Carter. 

    He dropped him phone in his lap and jerked his head toward me. “Skylar and Christopher Carter?!” I nodded.  He stood up and started to pace. “ I know you not talking about Trill…they had the biggest drug empire not only in Georgia but they had shit all over” He stopped pacing and looked at me. “I was really planning to take over some of they territory before they got killed” he told me bluntly. I shifted in my seat dreading the next question that I was about to ask. “Do you know who killed them?” I asked clearing my throat. The room was dead silent for what seemed like forever before he let out a deep breath. “Yea that nigga Joc did it…only reason why I know that is because that’s my uncle. I was at his house when he was planning to do it I was suppose to go with him but he told me no because he aint know how many of they people would be there. He said turning to face me all the way.