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or so, he was at the other apartment. That gave me time to cook his breakfast and lay Simone down for a nap. I also watched TV with Chyna and Karrine for a little while. When Ray returned, he ate breakfast and then told me he had to go make some runs.
    â€œMy son won’t be here until four or five o’clock. When he gets here, take yo’ ass over there and check on him a few times. I asked him to package up some shit for me. I need to make sure he do what I told him to do. As for you,” Ray said, and pointed to his black eye, “the money you will make me tonight will squash this. Be ready to go by seven, not a minute later.”
    Ray left. For the next few hours there was peace and quiet. I cleaned up as best as I could, and then made my way over to the other apartment to check on Honey. After I knocked on the door, he opened it. I walked inside and saw that he was doing exactly what Ray had asked him to do. He was packaging dope with plastic gloves on. There was a table filled with narcotics. Pills, weed, crack, small bottles of a clear substance: you name it, it was there. I always knew Ray was into some heavy shit, but this was ridiculous.
    â€œDid Ray say when he was coming back?” Honey asked me. “I forgot what he told me to do with this.”
    Honey held in his hand one of the bottles filled with white liquid. I damn sure didn’t have a clue what to do with it, if anything.
    â€œJust leave it. I’m sure he’ll let you know what to do with it later.”
    Honey nodded and got back to work. As I sat there watching him, I could tell he was perfecting the drug game. He focused real hard on cooking and packaging the drugs the right way. The seriousness in his eyes said that he didn’t want to make any mistakes. I couldn’t help but to think that, one day, he could be very beneficial to me. I had already spoken to him about stealing money from Ray, but now I had some other ideas as well.
    I lit a cigarette and took several puffs from it. Honey looked at me from across the table and smiled.
    â€œI got that for you,” he said. “But you gotta promise me that you won’t ever tell Ray. If you do, he gon’ beat my ass, like he do yours. I don’t ever want to catch a beat down like that, you know what I mean?”
    â€œI know exactly what you mean. I wouldn’t want him to ever hurt you like that either, but I hope you understand that I have to do what I must do to get myself out of this fucked-up situation. I hate putting you in the middle of my mess, but you’re the only person I can trust right now, Honey. And trust me when I say that I owe you a lot for helping me.”
    â€œNaw, you don’t owe me nothing. I just feel bad for you, that’s all. I don’t like how Ray treats you, and as my grandmother says, you deserve better.”
    â€œYour grandmother said that about me? Really?”
    â€œYep. She likes you a lot, and all she’s ever said about you is that you are one dumb bitch for staying with Ray. She told me that if she were you, she’d set him on fire. I told her that I don’t think you would do anything like that because you love him too much. Besides, I wouldn’t let you do anything like that either. After all, he is my dad and he does take care of me.”
    It angered me that Honey’s grandmother said that about me, and even though she was right, she just didn’t understand my situation. Motherfuckers could always sit back and judge your situation, without walking one damn day in your shoes. Honey was so wrong about me loving Ray, though. There wasn’t an ounce of love left for him in my body. I hated that nigga’s guts. But I didn’t want Honey to ever know how much I truly despised his father.
    Honey walked away from the table and returned with a stash of money in his hand. He gave it to me. “Here. I don’t know how much it is, but I tried to make sure he wouldn’t