"No matter how I think we grow, you always seem to let me know, that I'm crazy, I'm not your baby." - Kehlani
Jordan POV
I wake up the next morning and throw on some clothes. Today was the day me and Trell go to see August. Yes, I lowkey still have feelings for August. I just refuse to admit it because I want him to work if he truly wants me. I jog out to my car, and hop in it, inhaling the new car smell. This car is my newest one. I ain't drove it yet. I drive to Trell house and honk the horn. He walks out with some kool aid in his hand. He crazy if he think he finna get in my shit with that. I direct him back in the house and he pours the drink out, getting in my car. "You nervous?" He asks. I shrug. "I don't know. It's gonna be hard for me to see him like that." "You know if things get too hard, don't even say anything. Just go." Trell speaks in a soft tone, calming me a bit. Trell always been like a big brother to me. More than Ty. We done had some good memories, some bad ones too. "You know," I say, breaking the tense silence. It was making me uncomfortable. "I was thinking about finally going to college. The drug game won't be around forever, and I need to have a side plan." Trell looks at me like I said something stupid. "What?" I say, noticing his expression. "How you think August gonna feel 'bout that? You know he don't like you working." I suddenly become pissed. "Fuck August! He don't wanna let me work?! Fuck him! So I can't GET A LEGAL JOB INSTEAD OF HANDLING DIRTY MONEY AND MOVING WORK?!" I snap, fuming. Trell has a shocked demeanor in his movements. "Wow, Jay. That's how you feel?" I scream in frustration. "YES THATS HOW I FEEL! I DONT WANNA GO DOWN WITH YALL WHEN YALL GET LOCKED AND SHOT UP! YOU SEE WHERE HONEY AND AUGUST STUPID ASSES AT! YALL ARE NOT CAREFUL ABOUT SHIT! SHUT UP TRELL DAMMIT! SHUT UP AND RIDE!" By this time, I'm breathing heavily and tears are flying out of my eyes from anger. Trell sits as we drive the rest of the way to the jailhouse. I get out the car and walk toward the door at full speed. I wanna get in, and get out. I decided I don't wanna bail August out. They finally put Honey on some bail, so I decide to bail her out instead. "Hey ma." August says through the glass. "Yeah, what you needed me for?" I snap, not needing his bullshit right now. "To bail me out." He says, in a 'duh' tone. "I'm not bailing you out August." I say, bluntly.
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