NELLE.

CH 4.

I shook my head and chuckled while walking back up the stairs. Deciding I'll go back down when I was dressed, walking into my room; I closed my door and started getting dressed.

After adding my final touches, I grabbed my lip gloss and walked out of my room towards the bathroom to look at myself in the mirror. Walking into the bathroom I kept the door opened as I turned on the light, and once my eyes settled on the image in front of me, my smile was seen as clear as day. I wore a cream-colored Silk Bomber, a white shirt dress, some Air Jordan 12's Retro White, University Grey-Metallic Gold, while my dreadlocks lay perfectly still against my back and side.

I'm not a huge fan of accessories, so I stuck with something simple as I wore a pair of Diamond studded earrings and my small cream-colored Coach Clutch.

Once finding my outfit suitable for the day, I turned off the bathroom light and made my way downstairs. This time both Trés and Pharaoh were standing at the kitchens island while watching something on TV; walking past them to get to the refrigerator I felt eyes on me, and with that being said I quickly turned around which from there my eyes were met with Pharaohs, while Trés' wasn't too far behind.

Pharaoh was the first to speak, "I need more guns."

Trés spoke soon after, "I'll get the body bags."

I shook my head and laughed at them both.

Though least expected, Triniti was next to say something, as she came walking out of the living room and into the kitchen.

"You look so nice, Nel—."

"It's Chanelle." I quickly interrupted, staring her down while doing so.

"Oh . . ." She hesitantly stated while looking in the direction of Pharaoh,

He can't save you Hoe.  I smirked,

Pharaoh cleared his throat, and Trés eyes widened as he slowly started sliding his way out of the kitchen. The dinging of a phone caught my attention, as Pharaoh was now starting to move around a bit more.

"I gotta' go handle something," He stated while grabbing his keys off of the islands tray and walking towards the door. Pausing mid-stride, he then looked back at me and smirked,

"Let's ride Mamas."

***

"Where I come from, Niggas Greezy.

You deceive me,

I got rich; I motivate my Niggas like I'm Jeezy,

I can leave the house, get caught wit'out my gun, easy.

Honestly I know nobody, but my Son need me,

I went broke to see you eat, I know you don't believe me,

Just be patient wit' me Bae, I know you wanna' leave me.

Took my heart from off my sleeve, replaced it wit' some Freezy,

Knee deep in them Trenches totin' .40 Glocks wit' Deezy."

I nodded my head to the music playing; having my left hand placed casually on the steering wheel as my right hand brought the thoroughly lit blunt up towards my lips.

While standing in the middle of Nelle and Trinitis' moment, I'd got a text from Black: one of my associates, stating we'd got a call about product and future transactions. In other words, more money in my pockets, I smirked.

Slowly inhaling the smoke from the blunt I leaned forward to turn down the radio, removing the blunt from my lips and passing it to Nelle, she calmly took it from me and brought it up to her lips. Leaning back in my seat again, I glanced at her, seeing her eyes closed and her head laid back as she deeply inhaled the smoke. I chuckled and shook my head, seeing her in a somewhat peaceful state was funny to me considering she always had something to complain about while being in the house.

"Who texted?" She asked,

I took a glance towards her direction again; her eyes were still closed and head still laid back as she passed the blunt back to me. I grabbed it by its tip and ash fell on the console when I did, I quickly leaned over and swiped the ash in the palm of my hand, then rolled down the window and threw it out.

"Black," I replied after rolling the window back up.

She chuckled, "What's Hannin'?"

I shrugged. "Just said someone called wantin' to talk 'bout product and shit."

I started to slow down in order to stop at the red light coming up ahead, inhaling the lingering smoke that wandered from the blunt, I stopped at the light and passed it back to Nelle, "Tap that for me Mamas."

I kept my eyes straight forward as I felt her lean towards me and grab the blunt, which was now chalk length. I heard her take her last hit then tap it out and put it in the little space of the dashboard.

"'Siah there?" She asked, leaning back in her seat. I shook my head as the light turned green; slightly placing my foot on the acceleration and pushing forward.

"Nah, that's why you're here." I replied, she nodded.

'Siah's another one of my associates; he's the middleman between my enterprises and questioning profiters. He was the one to discuss negotiation terms and the increase or decrease of numbers, I sent 'Siah off not too long ago after he told me his Baby Moms' was due soon and he wanted to make sure she had everything she needed for when the time comes. This was going to be his firstborn, so I understood the anticipation of wanting to make sure she was straight, I'd do the same if it ever came down to it.

Nelle on the other hand, had more experience than any of my other associates when it came down to negotiating. She thought about it more along the lines of getting what she wants, when she wanted it; no questions asked.

Since 'Siah was gon' be out for a while, I figured I'd give Nelle the chance to move how she wanted to from time to time.

"You 'bout to miss your turn," Nelles' voice faded. I looked down the pavement before turning, then made a sharp left into the semi-empty parking lot where an old building stood; Black was already outside, leaning against the wall and talking on the phone. I pulled into an empty parking space in the front of the building near Black and removed the key out the ignition. Nelle already had her seatbelt off and opened the door to get out the car; I followed suit not too far behind.