late!”
“That’s what got me so frustrated. The doctor told me I’m pregnant with twins! My heart won’t let me get an abortion.”
“So, did you tell ol’ boy that you’re pregnant yet?”
“Who, Trouble, naw not yet.”
“Well, what the fuck you waitin’ on?”
“I don’t know; I’m kinda scared to hear what he might say, girl.”
Hurricane took a deep pull from her blunt of kush, looked at Cierra, and shook her head.
“You scared of what he might say!! Bitch call that nigga number, and hand me the phone!”
“When we was with each other he ain’t have a phone, by that being his first day home…I do remember where he stay though!”
“Okay, well once you finish getting’ ya’ self together we gonna ride through there, so you can get at him!”
“Uhh-that’ll work!” Cierra answered, uncertain if she should pull up unannounced at Trouble’s spot after 4:00 in the morning.
Thirty-minutes later when they arrived in Lexington Square, Cierra rode around the entire complex as if she were trying to find exactly where he lived, but in reality she felt as if she was invading his privacy. So she continued frontin’ like she couldn’t remember.
After riding around the complex a few times too many, they noticed the guys that were posted on the block were starting to look suspiciously at Cierra’s smoke grey Chevy Camaro. The car had tinted windows and you could barely see inside, so the girls knew they were getting ready to start something with them for riding through one time too many.
“Damn bitch! How in the fuck you forget where the nigga stay, you drivin’ all round the complex, got these roggish ass niggas lookin’ at us like they ready to try something! Take me back to my car so I can take my ass home. I’m tired and my ass hurt. His dick had to be good, you can’t remember where to stay!”
Under her breath, Cierra let out a huge sigh of relief, leaving Lexington Square as swiftly as she could.
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Maniac had his attention focused on the two Hispanic’s place, contemplating if he should go ahead and make his move to rob them once they arrived at their normal time 9:00 am, or catch them off guard with the element of surprise by shooting one of them on their way back out to let them know he meant business. Yeah, I’ma catch they ass off guard…the element of surprise is a muhfucka ‘specially when you thinkin’ erry’thang is all good! He said to himself, he took another hit from his blunt of mid, still watchin’ from his window. But dis might be my only chance to come up. If I fuck up or make a mistake all hell is gone break loose round here.
Suddenly, out of the blue he found himself straining his eyes trying to see who the two male individuals were walking his direction…But as they made it a little closer, Fuck dem two scary ass niggaz want , He asked to himself the moment he noticed Smoke and Dre.
At the speed they were approaching, he knew something was wrong, so he grabbed his F&N and hurried to the front door. Putting the anger he had for them to the side, he snatched the door open as quick as he could.
“Y’all musta just got into it wit one of dem niggaz on da block? See dats why I don’t be out there competing wit dem nickel and dime ass niggaz! I do my own thang!”
As they made their way inside Smoke noticed the F&N he had in his right hand.
“Naw, dawg, ain’t shit going on, fuck made you think dat?”
“Yeah, I thought you was bout ta come out bustin da way you came to da door.” Said Dre.
“Shit how da fuck am I ‘pose to know, I ain’t talked to y’all niggaz in almost a week and all a sudden I see y’all from the window walking dis way like some just popped off. What da hell am I ‘pose to think? Dat’s why I
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