Never Thought 3 |

Chapter 98

Deuce

"Pete, my man. How u been?" We was meetin' up with'em in front of da warehouse.

"Good." He looked at us.

"So, u really bout to be out?" Boon asked.

"Yeah. I'm getting old. Retirement right around the corner." He said.

"So, u just gone leave?" Boon asked.

"That's the plan."

"But y doe?" He smacked on an apple.

"Did u hear anythin' da man said?" I looked at him.

"Yea, u old. But, yo mans is out. If we lay'em down, we gone need u to cova' it up." He explained.

"I probably won't be much of a help this time." He shrugged.

"And, I thought u was fam." Boon shook his head.

"I've taken care of everything for a long time for you guys. And, you're upset that I'm retiring?" Pete sounded mad a lil.

"Calm down Pete." I stuck out my hand.

"Yea, pipe down Peter Pan." Boon looked.

"He'on mean nun of dat. If anythin' we happy fa' u. We thank u fa' all ya done. Fa'real."

"Yea man. U got us out sum tough situations, and we could've been locked up. We preciate dat." Zel agreed.

"Yea, wat dey said." Boon rolled his eyes.

"I appreciate that. We've been through a lot. Even after I'm gone, I'll still try to make sure you're all taken care of." He looked at us all.

"It's all luv. We already took care of ya wife's hospital bills and yo' kids college funds." I dapped him up.

"Thank you. Truly. One last thing though." He said, before gettin' into da car.

"Yea?"

"If you want to take him out for good this time, make sure you do it the right way." He got into the car, drivin' off.

"Well, wat tf does dat mean?" Boon looked confused.

"Da hell is da right way?" He continued.

We started walkin' into da warehouse, lookin' at all da yung guys we had workin' fa us. Tell ya da truth, I was bout ready to leave dis life hea'.

It was all fun and games at first, caus' we lived fa da thrill. But, now we livin' fa our families. Dey our world. I use to think I'd pass dis off to my sons and nephew. Ion even want dis life fa dem no mo. It was all we had, but dey got much mo den us at dey ages.

"Yo, Deuce. Can u drop me off wit Gemi?" Boon asked, throwin' away his apple.

"Boon."

"Man, u kno dey took my license fa 30 days. My shit aint up yet." He looked at me.

"Didn't nobody tell yo ass to run dat red light."

"Nigga, I thought dat shit was green."

"Yo ass still da worse driva' eva. Let's go." I shook my head.

"Zel, u ridin'?"

"Yea, in dat wheelchair." Boon joked.

We gave him da straight face.

"My bad. Sorry Lord." He put his hands in da prayer position.

"Man lets go."

Boon

"Hi." She smiled brightly at me.

"Hello." I waved, coming into ha apartment.

"Come sit. I'm making dinner." She pointed to her couch.

"Aite. I mean, alright." I coughed, changing my words.

"You okay?" She smiled.

"Yeah. What you cooking?" I asked.

"Chicken, and mac-n-cheese. I'll make you a plate." She went to her cabinet.

"Oh yes, dis bout to be fire. My girl can cook." I said lowly.

She took ha time bringin' da plate to me.

"I'll get you something to drink. Eat up." She smirked.

I took a bite of the chicken.

"Hell naw." I spit it out.

"Good huh?" She brought back wata'.

"Yeah. It's great." I gave her a fake smile.

"Listen, just wrap it up fa me. I'll get it lata'." I spoke.

She looked at me confused.

I just smiled at ha.

Noah

"So, wat's up?" I said on facetime.

"Nothing. What's up with you?" She smiled.

"Just chilling." I shrugged.

"So, tell me about yourself Noah." She came closer to the camera.

"Wat you mean?" I sat up some.

"I don't know. Anything. You the only child?" She shrugged.

"Na. I got a lil brother. And, twin sisters."

"Aw, how old are they?"

"10, and 2." I put the phone down, while I turned on my game.

"That's what's up." She smiled.

"Wat bout you?"

"It's just me."

"So, its just you and ya moms and dad?" I asked, looking down.

"Something like that." She said.

"Hey, maybe I can come over one day." She said.

"Woah, ion kno you like that." I joked.

"Sorry." She said, sadly.

"Just playing, but you could one day." I shrugged.

"Cool." She smiled.

"Cool."

Joshua

"Tanya. I see you got your job back." I laughed, while she stood on stage.

"Aren't you a little to old to be doing this?" I laughed harder.

"What are you doing here!" She fussed.

"Told you, we'd meet up again soon."

"Why won't you just leave me alone?" She seemed like she was about to cry.

"Because we're not done."

"I've got a better plan this time. It will work." I said surely.

"How can you be so sure, huh?" She asked.

"I couldn't even get this job back. I had to beg Fisher (the boss) to give it back!" She fussed.

"Look, Cherry is it?" I mocked.

"Stop worrying."

"It will work this time."

"Don't you want your revenge?" I asked.

She looked around with no answer.

"I can't keep getting in trouble over this." She finally spoke.

"But, this time.....This time, we'll win."

"Trust me."