The next day
"I'm scared Brysonnnn." I whined.
"Mane shut that crybaby ass shit up." He sucked his teeth. "Fuck you scared for?"
"I've never done this beforeee." I whined again.
"Want me come with you?"
"Duh!" I said smartly. "This my first time sellin' this shit, of course I need you with me."
"Aight yo. Damn." He said frustratedly.
"Nigga don't catch an attitude with me. You making it seem like selling drugs ain't a big deal." I rolled my eyes and opened my door and followed after Bryson's lead as we walk up to the front door of a guys house that Bryson sells to.
"Ain't shit to be afraid of. Just give the nigga his pills." He said before beginning to knock on his door.
"How much does it cost again?" I asked as we wait for the man to come to the door, even though he already told me in the car, but I forgot because I was nervous and I lose all my track of thought when I'm nervous.
He sucked his teeth. "Bitch I told you a million times. That pill bottle got sixty tablets in it, right?" He asked smartly.
"Mhm." I hummed.
"Sixty tablets is two hundred dollas. Got it?"
"Yeah." I rolled my eyes.
We heard footsteps walking towards the front door. "And don't be actin' scared when you be makin' these deals. Understand?" He asked.
I nodded my head okay.
"Speak up when the niggas talkin' to you. If you don't then they gon' try to take advantage of you and try to short you out yo money, or maybe even rob yo ass."
The man opened his door and dapped Bryson up. "You got my stuff?" He asked him.
"I have it right here." I spoke up and handed him the pill bottle.
"Fuck you doin'?" Bryson spoke.
"What?" I asked confusedly.
"Never give the nigga the product before you receive the money. That's common sense Penelope!"
"My fault nigga! You supposed to be guiding me through the shit, not fuss at me!" I said. I can't believe we're really arguing in front of the guy.
"Get the money from the nigga and let's go." He shook his head in frustration.
"Two hundred." I said to the man with my hand out.
He laughed, I'm assuming from witnessing me and Brysons argument. Then he handed me his money in all different types of bills. Then I begin to walk off to the car, until Bryson pulled my arm back over to him to get me to stop walking.
"You supposed to count yo money in front of the nigga face. Come one mane I told you this shit in the car." He sucked his teeth.
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Shootout
RomanceIt started with a shootout... After Penelope hears gunshots in her rough neighborhood in Memphis during a shootout, she gets a knock at her door. "I slowly unlocked the door, still contemplating if I should open it or not. Eventually I opened it. S...
