I walked into the Trap House everybody was working in the Trap House.. If you wasn't working or getting some type of hustle in then you chalked.
My Partner Fresh was sitting in the office.
I knocked on the office door.
"Who is it?" ,Fresh questioned.
"40 to the mouth... 3 pounds.. and Guap", I replied.
Fresh opened the door.
"Wassup man I haven't seen you in awhile" ,Fresh exclaimed.
"Yeah I've been trying to get this money, you know I've been rocking with you since day 1", I said giving Fresh a hug.
Fresh wasn't your ordinary drug dealer.. Fresh was the type of drug dealer that will give you 5 seconds to tell your family you love them before he kill you.
Fresh was the type of person that I would fuck with for life.. He would never do dirty shit to me... I got his back he got mine.
I sat down in front of Fresh desk.
"So wassup ma... What you need?", Fresh questioned.
"Fresh man I need some money.. I'm tired of dealing with these dumb ass teachers that don't know how to teach and im broke"
Fresh rubbed the back of his neck.
" How much you need?", Fresh questioned.
" 5k" I mumbled.
"Fuck you need 5 thousand for?", Fresh yelled and stood up.
"Fresh can I keep that to myself?" ,I said rolling my eyes.
"Oh you think this a game?", Fresh said digging in the drawer underneath his desk.
I laid back in the chair and proceeded to watch Fresh ramble for his gun.
Fresh pulled out his gun and aimed it towards me.
"Fresh really man? ,You know I'm down..." I exclaimed.
"You fucking with that nigga Dre?", Fresh questioned.
"Man HELL NAW!! How long have we been friends? Nigga we grew up together" ,I yelled and stood up.
Fresh sat his gun on his desk.
"Man you right I was tweaking I'm sorry ma", Fresh explained.
"It's all good bro", I said smiling.
After Fresh gave me the money for what I needed it for.. I visited My other nigga Dre.
"Hey Dre", I said to him while walking in his trap house.
"Hey ma, wassup?", He said back to me.
"Wanna smoke tonight?"
"Hell naw ma you need to focus on school summer over now."
"Really Dre come on now, you know I do my work and shit so don't get to acting ignorant asf."
"Yeah alright ma I gotchu tonight.", Dre said to me finally giving in.
Later that night Dre and I was sitting here smoking a blunt and I was just staring at the lights while I was smoking. I was getting high asf and I loved that shit, it relaxed my nerves and I wasn't thinking bout anything or anyone.
"So what's your plans for the future ma?", Dre questioned.
"Really Dre I aint talking about that shit right now."
"Well you need to start thinking about it ma you only 16 in a drug game."Dre exclaimed.
"Well I ain't thinking about it right now Dre.", I said to him sounding mad.
"Well when you figure that shit out let me know",Dre exclaimed.
It was something about Dre that triggered me... But the other thing was that he was fine as hell. Dre was 6'1 and he has Hazel eyes with curly hair... I swear he was my weakness.
"Sometimes Dre, I wish I could just go away forever and just get out the game", I exclaimed.
"Man Ma that shit up to you, you gotta do what you gotta do to get your Guap",Dre explained.
"Oh please Dre don't give me another one of those fresh explanations", I said rolling my eyes.
Dre gave me a dead stare.
"You still seeing that nigga after I told you what the fuck he did to your family?", Dre questioned.
"Here we fucking go", I mumbled.
"Fuck you mean here we go? You been fucking him?", Dre questioned.
"Dre you know your the only person I lost my Virginity too!", I yelled.
"Yeah you better not have been giving him none" , Dre said mean mugging me.
"Why does it even matter you stick your shit into anything else" ,I mumbled.
Dre must of heard me because he lifted up an eyebrow.
Before I knew it Dre snatched me by my arm and pushed me towards the door.
"Dre what the fuck?" ,I yelled.
"Yo Ma you gotta get the fuck out my crib talking to me like you crazy", Dre said pushing me towards the door.
"Dre where the hell am I gonna go you know how it is with my family" ,I questioned.
"Lay on the street I don't give a fuck", Dre said opening the door.
As soon as Dre open the door... I couldn't believe who was waiting at the door.
All I heard was gun shots...
Everything went black...
YOU ARE READING
School Boy
RomanceMissy, sixteen year old girl who is in the drug game but is also trying to focus on school. A "School Boy" as she calls him sets eyes on her and will do anything to be with her. Even though Missy finds this "School Boy" irresistible to look at becau...