| Jawan POV |
"So you wit me today aight?" I said to Paris and she nodded. "first. I gotta go pick up my boys" I said and she nodded. I looked at her and nodded then drove off. 5 minutes into the drive she looked at me. "I got a question mr.velazquez." she said. "Jawan. And shoot" i said. "How old are you?" She asked and i looked at her. "Im 33." I said . "Why you still do it?" She asked. "Im confused on what you sayin ma. DO what?" I asked. "We both know" she said and i sighed. "What? You talkin bout why i still sell?" I asked and she nodded. "That's all I know. You see the fat crib, the dope wife, the money. I got all that from sellin. That's that shit that made me. Started at 14 I ain't finna give up now but if it ever jeopardize me and my family life again hell yeah ima give up" I said. "They say when you in the drug business you can't trust nobody" she said. "That ain't true don't believe everything you hear. Q and Christian been my boys since we was in diapers. Met them at this lil daycare we use to go to then at the age of 14 we start dealin together now we here. I trust my boys. They ain't never gave me no reason not to. But before all this shit started with me, q and Christian. It was me and um.... my boy nezz" I said smiling. "Never met him yet" she said and I sighed and sat up. "Well that's cause he got murdered Back in the day. Til this day that shit still eat me alive cause he got a daughter and she was only 3 when he passed. Now she ain't got no dad , it make me happy doe that she still come around. I made a promise to nezz ima always look after her and her moms , Word is her moms passed though. And another thing that make me sick is that she was doin the same thing im doin now , slangin" I said shakin my head. "But I can't stop now. I'M the biggest drug dealer of Brooklyn and the southside of Cali" I said and she nodded. "Why you wanna know all this?" I asked and she shrugged. "I just needed to figure you out. Considering the fact that I know everything about everybody else except you" she said and I laughed and nodded. "Well now you know . So what's the real reason you don't like ya pops" I asked and she looked down. "From the age of 10 to now he rapes and beats me. I told j and he refused to let me go back so he told me I could stay with him. Crazy thing is when I first met j at school I didn't like him but that ride home changed everything. " she said and I smirked. "You like him?" I asked and she looked at me."who?" She asked and I glanced at her then back at the road. "My son." I said and her eyes lit up makin me smile. "Yeah. I do" she said and I nodded. "That's Wassup. He a good kid and you is too. Crazy thing is we always thought him and Cali a get married. That's my niece and all but she a lil hoe" I said and she laughed. "Nah. Like no bullshit. If I ont hear nothin from Christian about her I'M hearin it in the streets. That don't go well with my boy Christian , i know he aint raise her like that. Im just glad she aint wit my kid nomore and I hate to say that shit but she wasn't gone hold him down she was gone hold him back and J don't need that, what he need is you. So hold on to em, he like you alot " I said. "Do you know what he said in that language earlier?" She asked. "Cause that shit blew me. I ain't know what the fuck he said" she said shaking her head. I laughed "yeah he said. He think he love you" I said and she sighed. "I don't want him to. I ain't no good, I'll mess up his whole life. Everything I start to like I lose it" she said. "Well that's y'all problem. It ain't my business but I can tell y'all both really like eachother. Just wait and see how shit go" I said pulling up to Christian house. She nodded and I beeped the horn. "Hop in the back my baby" I said to her and she nodded and got out and got in the backseat. Christian got in the car and closed the door. "Wassup" he said dappin me up. "Not shit not shit. Living" I said and he nodded. "Word. Wassup how you doin " he said to Paris. "I'M good. And you?" She asked. "Can't complain. So you wit us today huh?" He asked and she nodded. "Good." He said and she nodded. I drove off and headed to Q's. We pulled up to his house 10 minutes later. "Bet this nigga ain't even up" I said. I sat there and then he walked outside..Christian rolled down the window. "Hurry yo ass up" he said. "Shutup bitch" q said. "Pops!!!!!" Tre yelled After him. "I need a tie" he yelled and he was outside in a suit makin me laugh. "Man tre get yo ass in the house. Can't wait until yo ass move out" q said gettin in the backseat. "Wassup" I said to him. "Wassup y'all" he said. "Wassup wit tre" I asked. "He call hisself getting a job. That nigga 23 and still livin wit me. I can't stand his over grown ass. Ima end up beatin his ass son im tellin you" he said and we laughed. "Anyways. This her?" He said referrin to Paris. "Yup" I said and he nodded. "Hey " she said and he stared at her. "Yeah. We needa Hurry up and do that. Just bein back here wit her making my skin crawl. She too damn proper" he said and I laughed. "Chill on her. She just bein nice to yo hateful ass. Show her some respect, like no bullshit. " I said and he ain't say nothin. "Is you hearin me" I asked lookin at him and he nodded. "Yeah lil bro " he said addin emphasis to lil. "Yeah ok nigga. You older but you not stronger. how many times I put yo ass down" I asked. "5.4.3.2.1.0 nigga" he said. "Yeah I a have my boy Christian put you down real quick. remember he beat yo ass" I said and Christian laughed. "Grow up man" he said. "Yeah ok. " q said and I drove off. "Aight Paris I got a question" I said. "Ok" she said. "Kiara told me you wanna kill him. Not us. The thing is you ain't qualified for this shit. That's why you wit us so we can toughen you up a bit. Don't get me wrong yo whole appearance is hard shit you remind me of kiara. But I ont think you could kill somebody you once loved. You can't show no emotion, doing this shit you gotta bury yo feelings and become cold hearted." I said. "I know. But when is this suppose to happen " she asked. "Whenever " I said and she nodded. "I can do it. I shot a gun before" she said and I nodded. "Thing is I don't wanna kill him like that.I wanna make him suffer" she said and q looked at her. "See I knew I liked Shorty " he said. "Shit you just knew you was gone kill somebody today. Got on all black everything. You sure you wanna do this" he asked. "What about J" she asked. "Talked to em. He said be careful.he the one who wanted to do this" I said. "Okay." She said. "Where yo pops live" I asked. "Eastside" she said. "What street" I asked. "Edgewood" she said and when she said that my heart dropped. I looked at Christian and he closed his eyes. That's the street nezz use to live on , also where he got killed at. Christian hate goin on the east cause it always Hit him that nezz got killed. My boy still be havin those weird ass dreams where he be seein nezz and then he turn into a demon or something . I don't know. "It's all good bruh" Q said putting his hand on Christian shoulder. "You straight" I asked and he put his hand up and nodded. "I'M solid. Baby girl we gone go do that right now" he said to Paris. "Ima be coo. I gotta get over that shit someday. Which is today" he said and I nodded. "Well Let's go then" I said. "It ain't that easy bruh. Let's pray" Christian said. I stopped the car and looked at him. "Bow y'all heads" I said. "Father God we want you to forgive us for what we do and what we about to do. Cover us in yo blood, wrap yo arms around us and make sure we get out safely. Watch over this girl and make sure she gets her life together and make sure she find love again somehow, someday. In Jesus name we pray. amen" I said. "Amen" everybody said. "Y'all ready?" I asked . "Yup" Christian said. "You know me" Q said. "What about you? If you don't wanna do this you ain't got to" I said. "I want to" she said and I nodded. "Hello" I heard her say on the phone. "Yeah we'll be okay" she said and I knew she was talkin to J. "Yeah um.... " she said. "I love you too" she said and then she hung up. I looked at her through the mirror and smirked. she smiled and nodded then I drove off. War ready.
