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"I HAD NO CHOICE!"
"This is bad. This is extremely bad."
"You think?"
We paced around my bedroom. I helped him with his drugs. This is beyond bad, its diabolic. I was extra careful when I was packing those drugs. Making sure i didn't live not one fingerprint. Wiped everything down afterwards & washed my hands twice. I was absolutely disgusted after that. I help a drug dealer with drugs. I could've been caught for god sakes. What was I thinking? If I keep hanging around him, I'm going to end up in jail or dead in a ditch.
"Are you sure you didn't leave no fingerprints behind?"
"Positive, I was extra careful."
Beverly shook her head in disappointment "getting involved with him was crazy but helping him with drugs is fucking ridiculous."
"I know" I sat down on my bed "I'm such a idiot."
"Okay, let's calm down" she sat down beside me "everything is going to be okay."
"He promised me that I wouldn't get caught."
"That's some bullshit & you know it" she gave me a dirty look "you didn't believe that shit, did you?"
"Of course not."
I did believe him. The look in his eyes said it all.
"This has gone far enough. You have boundaries & limits."
"This is unbelievable."
"Well you best to believe that if mama red finds out she's going to flip the fuck out."
"She could never find out about this."
"You better take a chill pill. The next time you decide to do something crazy like that, think about your fucking life."
She's right, I almost risk my life. This is the second time this almost happened. I need to be more careful about my decisions. My life is on the line for god sakes. I got up & something hit the floor. Beverly picked it up.
"What is this" she held it up to examine it "it has a red rose in the center."
I grabbed it from her & examine it too. I gasped.
"This is the cocaine sample that I was packing yesterday!"
She ran her fingers through her hair "oh my god, we're dead."
"But I don't remember a red rose being on the bag" I turned it around "and the substance wasn't yellow either."
She gave me a confused look "what do you mean?"
"This wasn't in the duffle bag."
"Then, where did it come from?"
I thought about it for a second & then it hit me "Michael left his jacket in my room three days ago."
"And?"
"This must've fell out of his pocket."
"So, it is his?"
"Possible."
"You need to hide that & make sure its in a good spot where mama red can't find it."
I moved my bed to the side & peeled back the carpet. I opened the trap door & pulled out my pink duffle bag. I opened it & scuffled my $60,000 around. I placed it inside a extra pocket deep down in the bag.
"This should be a good spot. Mama red doesn't know about the trap door."
"That woman is so damn nosey."
I put everything back the way it was & straighten up a bit. I sighed "im dead."
"Not yet, you need to be cautious around your surroundings. Michael has a lot of enemies. They're smart enough to know if he has any help with his drugs. If something goes bad, they're gonna come for blood. Your blood."
"Is he really that dangerous?"
"Fuck yeah, you have no idea what's he about. Your just now starting to hang with him. Wait until he gets you comfortable enough. You gon' see a lot of disturbing shit."
I better stop before I get in deep. If anything happens, it could possibly come back on me.
