Chapter 4: Ahmad's Disappearance

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                                                                     Ahmad's P.O.V

                So yeah, this is what happened; you see what had happened was... I sell drugs aight. Whatever kind of shit you want I got. If you want medical i go it, if you want the reg i got it, anything you want from me i got it basically. I grow this shit in my room and at my nigga Quan house. I'm basically the Silas of this generation. If y'all don't know who Silas is y'all suck balls. (Silas from How High). Aight so I left August party because i was getting a new shipment from my nigga Chris, he was giving me my new supply of Kush so you know I couldn't miss it. August, that nigga, know he can sang; i can sing too but i keep that on the low low. i don't want to ruin his shine. I know he needed me there to support him, but if i didn't get my shipment tonight i would have to wait a month to get it, and my boss wouldn't e too happy about that shit. I know this is a dangerous bizz but I need the money so I coul Mama Sheila, August, and my other brothers, and sister, out of the hood mayne. I know I'm catching a bitch moment but I can't loose another one of my family memebers; these niggas mean too much to me; i can't live without them, and I know they cant live without me either. August gon' help me raise the money so we could move to the ATL with my cousins Rashad and Jasaii. So let me get back to what I was saying. After I left my brother's performance, Quan took me to the other room and gave me my shit/supply. The smell of Kush could make you high. That's why I luv this shit. But yeah I hid it in me and Aug car and then went back into the performance, only to find my brother gone. How do you abandon your own performance, or is he done and i missed everything?

                                                            August P.O.V.

Man I left my performance to find this dumbass nigga. Just when I was about to leave, his bitch ass got the fucking nerve to show up. Pissed me the fuck off. '' Nigga where the in the fuck have you been, i haven't seen yo ass in about a hour and now you wanna show up, what the fuck is wrong with your dumbass?'' I whisper yelled when I finally found him.

''First of all, you ain't my damn mama, secondth of all who the fuck you think you talking to, third of all that ain't none of yo damn buisness where Ibeen, and last of all get the fuck out of my damn face,'' he yelled back.

''Nigga who the fuck you getting fresh with, who the fuck you think you taking to, remember who the fuck drove you here, don't start your fucking bullshit 'cause I will fuck you up right here nigga. Don't talk to me like that ever in your fucking life again, do you fucking understand me, I already lost one brother and, I ain't finna loose another one because  you wanna act fucking stupid!'' I exclaimed at the top of my lungs getting teary eyed, that happes errrtime i talk about my brother Mel R.I.P.!

''Look man I'm sor-(gco)

'' Save the damn bullshit I don't want it, getcha ass in the car and lets fucking go, now!'' i screamed. Damn all the attention was on us. 

" The fuck y'all staring at, I ain't fucking jesus continue with the goddamn party and mind y'all fucking buisness!'' i exc;aimed at the top of my lungs.

''Hol' up Aug,'' Shadiq yelled after me. 

''Yeah,'' I said with a lil bit of aggravation and stress in my voice.

'' Here is your money, you did good Aug, thanks again for performing.'' he said while smiling. I grabbed my money and smied at him told him he was welcome and thanked him for letting me perform and me and Ahmad got our asses out of there.

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                                                                                                                    Later on....

The car ride back home was silent. He knew I was highly pissed off with his annoying ass. Ahmad better not start no shit like that again, he knows he can't just disappear like that, knowing everywhere we go I'm fucking responsible for him and if something happens it's my fault. He betta give me some peace tonight 'cause I am not fucking with him tonight. Dammit, I forgot I share a room with him. I'm sleeping my ass on the couch tonight, fuck that. 

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