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Im sorry he just so fineee😩😩😩😩
𝔻𝕖𝕛𝕦𝕒𝕟👾 𝕀𝕟𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕤
"You coming to the cafeteria today?" My cell mate Dre asked. "Yea. I been in this bitch for 3 weeks and a nigga haven't ate." I got up off the bed.
"Wassup young." A dude named Montrell walked up to me. Him and my dad were like me and Bands.
"Whats craccin Mont." I said doing this lil handshake we used to do. "What you doing in here son?" He said sitting at table.
"Man a lotta shit." I said shaking my head.
"Last time I saw you, you was 15 and I told you, don't end up in here like me and yo father did. These mfs ain't playing with us no more. How many charges?" He said.
"Assault with a deadly weapon, aggravated murder, premeditated, manslaughter, burglary and gang violence." I said shaking my head.
"Damn how old you is?" He looked up from his food. "25." I responded. "You lucky of who yo father is." He said
"How?" I stale faced him. "All these niggas worked for him. He wasn't only a hustler tho." He said.
𝔼𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝔸𝕥𝕝
"Mommy can we go get ice cream?" Dj jumped on my bed. "Yea I gotta go to the shop today anyways." I told him getting up. "Yay!" He ran out the room.
My phone chimed signaling I got a text.
Levi: we got a court date for the 12th is that ok?
Essence: yes thank you
Levi: my pleasure
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"Mommy I ready!" Dj yelled from his room. I got my keys and we headed out.
* "You don't even bring Dj around no more." Malaysia one of my co workers said. "He be at Sammy house." I told her massaging my client scalp.
"Bring him tomorrow." Ramira another co worker spoke. "Y'all know he bad asf." I said.
"No we don't because Yo ass dont bring him." Ramira said. "Right. Last time we saw him was when he was 1 and still learning how to talk." Malaysia said.
"Ok fine." I rolled my eyes washing the conditioner out. "Not to be all up in yo shit but why you and his dad not together?" Ramira asked.
