Tariq
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"Mamas what the fuck is you doin?" I asked Kyrah who was trying to balance herself on her head.

"I'm tryna see if I can do a head stand."

"It's called a hand stand not no damn head stand. I hope you fall and buss yo ass."

"Look i'm doing it though!"

This nigga really balancing her whole weight on her head.

"Big ass head." I said while laughing.

"My head ain't big nigga yo head big." She said as she got up. I heard a loud thud and seen she had fell. "Ow fuck." She groaned on the floor. I wanted to ask mamas if she was good but I was too busy crying from laughing. "It's not funny I think I got a concussion." She mumbled while rubbing the back of her head.

"Well maybe if you ain't put all yo weight on yo big ass he-"

She cut me off by slapping my chest. "My head is not big." She whined.

I stayed silent just to see how she would react. "Tariq stop playing with me."

"I'm just playin mamas c'mere." I said while still laughing a little bit.

"No you still laughing at me."

"No i'm not." I said.

"Then stop smiling." She told me. I put on a straight face but her looking at me all serious made me laugh.

"It's not funny." She leaned back with an annoyed look on her face but pretty soon she started smiling herself. "But you wanna get mad at me for laughing."

"Cuz when you laugh it makes me laugh." She defended herself. I shook my head.

"C'mere foreal though." I said while tugging on her hand. She came over and sat on my lap.

"My aunt invited us to a cookout she having and all of my family gon' be there. It's gonna be in about a month and I want you to meet my family ma." I said as my hands rested on her butt.

"Ion got no problem with that." She said.

"You the first girl that's ever gon' meet my family. You should feel special." I tell her truthfully. She started blushing and looking away.

"Well I hope I can make a good first impression." She said.

"You will."

She smiled and leaned in to give me a kiss on the lips. I pulled her in closer to deepen the kiss. As soon as things were heating up my phone started ringing in my pocket. "Ma," I said in between the kisses she was giving me. "Ma my phone ringing."

"Ignore it." She told me as she started kissing my neck. She knows that's my weak spot to give in.

I fought it though because I know this phone call is probably from my dad. "I can't. Get up for a second."

She sucked her teeth and rolled over. I pulled my phone out from my pocket and answered it. "Hello?"

"I need you to take care of something over here on 6th Avenue. A nigga from our gang stole 23 thousand racks and 30 pounds of weed. Normally I handle shit like this but I want you to do it." My dad said on the other end of the line.

I sighed and looked at Kyrah who was scrolling on her phone. "Yeah aight I'll be there in a lil bit."

"Don't be late."

"Aight." I told him before hanging the phone up.

"I gotta head out real quick mamas." I tell her as I stood up preparing myself to leave.

"Bae you know I don't like you dealing them drugs." She said. You could here all the worried-ness in her voice.

"I know but it's gon be quick. I promise. When I get back i'll take you out somewhere." I ain't tellin mamas that i'm finna go kill somebody. She really gon trip then.

"Can't do that. I'm not gonna be here by the time you get back. Probably."

"Where you going?" I asked her. She barely goes out.

"To the movies with a friend."

"Oh shit alright. What's her name?"

"Sheik. I met him off of uber. He's new here and knows nobody so he asked if I could be-"

"You not going." I interrupted her. As soon as she said him that shit was dead.

"Excuse me sir but you're not my dad and you can't tell me what to do."

"I ain't your dad but I am your nigga. The fuck would I let you go spend time with another nigga for?"

"But bae-"

"Bae nothing. Text that nigga and tell him that I said you not going no more."

"Oh I won't be doing that." She said with a sarcastic laugh.

Shawty foreal?

"Wait a minute. Why the hell you even agreed on going with him. Why the fuck you even gave him yo number?" my voice started rising.

"It's really not what you thin-"

"Man fuck that. I got somewhere to be." I grabbed my keys and walked towards the door. "I'm trying to tell you tha-"

I slammed the door behind me ignoring whatever she had to say.

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The guy my dad and the rest of the gang caught was pint up against the wall by two big ass dudes. "Bout time yo ass got here." my dad told me.

"My bad." Was all I said back.

"Whatever man we ain't got much time. Kill the nigga so we can dispose the body and leave."

I haven't killed nobody in a long ass time. "Did y'all get everything back." I asked nobody in particular as I pulled my gun out from the waist band of my pants.

The man was violently shaking while being held up to the wall. His eyes were bout to pop out his head. I low key felt sorry for ole dude.

"We got half of our money and weed back. lil homie won't tell us what he did with the rest of it." One of the niggas who had him Pint up said. Also known as Manny.

"I g-got kids man..think about this for a second. I only did what I did so I can provide for them. I promise man that's all."

"You real bold to steal from the gang Steve. My pops ain't have to take you in but he did."

"Mannn Boss wasn't payin me enough money. I had to do what I had to do! My kids...my girl. They need the money."

"They need the 30 pounds of weed too?" I questioned. He didn't say anything back. "You fucked up bad homeboy. Hate to see you go." I told him.

I pointed my gun at his head.

"Please don't kill m-"

Bang!

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Kyrah

I can't believe that nigga slammed the door in my face. He ain't give me no type of time to explain. Either way it go he better not text or call me while i'm out because I won't be answering him back.

I was wearing regular black tights and a hoodie with some ugg boots. It's too cold to be dressing cute and shit. Plus I still look good. My hair was in a neat bun and my edges were laid. I'm thinking about getting this it done. I don't know why but I'm feeling a little spontaneous and feel like I could rock a yellow bob.

Yellow my favorite color too. I feel like I could pull it off.

My phone started ringing while I was examining myself in the mirror.

Sheik😜💛

"Hello?"

"Hey i'm outside." Sheik said.

"Okay i'm coming."

"Aight."

He hung up and I grabbed my wallet and purse and left.

"You lookin cute." He complimented me as I got in the car.

"Damn you smell good as hell too. What the hell you got on? I need me some of that."

"Bath and body works vanilla bean. I got it in my purse." I said while pulling it out.

"Ou yes lemme get some of that please."

I laugh and handed him the bottle. He did a couple sprays before handing it back to me.

"So what's the deal what's been happening in yo life recently?" He asked me.

"Nothing eventful at all. My life so boring right now."

"Well now you got me as a friend. All my friends in Atlanta can tell you that once you have me in yo life. It ain't never gon be a boring moment."

"You sound real confident about that." I said.

"Oh bitch 100 percent. Turn some music on. Lemme see what yo playlist about."

"Shiiii my playlist bumpin." I said.

"We finna see."

I hooked my phone up to the aux cord and opened apple music.

"Can I take us back a lil bit?" I asked.

"Just a lil bit nah. Ion wanna hear no slave hymns type shit."

I laughed and put on lil wayne 6 foot 7 foot.

"Bitch this used to be my shit hol up!" He turned the volume up and we both started rapping the lyrics.

"AHEM excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer Swagger down pat, call my shit Patricia Young Money militia, and I am the commissioner You don't want start Weezy, 'cause the F is for Finisher So misunderstood, but what's a world without enigma? Two bitches at the same time, synchronized swimmers!"

We was jammin our whole way to the movies.

"We finna be good friends. If you would've put on Cardi b I would dropped you off at the nearest bus stop."

"You won't ever catch me listening to a Cardi B song." I said with a stank face. Cardi cool as a person but her music just ain't it for me.

"Me neither. Her music for ratchet 12 year old girls."

"Facts."

We pulled into the parking lot of the movies.

"Everybody and they mama at this bitch gah damn." He said while trying to find a parking spot.

"There go a spot." I told him.

He parked in the spot and we got ready to enter the theater.

A/n: I got the iphone 11 yesterday. The purple one.
it's AIGHT...everything the same except the physical features.
but hey that's apple for ya🤓
i'm just glad I don't have the 6s no more.
hopefully y'all enjoyed this chapter.
might be a while before i update again cuz i think ima have to babysit my lil sis all weekend lawd😞

December 27, 2019