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Trinity Hazel Banks.
Trin.. | March 6
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"I'm off tomorrow, what's on the flo' tonight?" I asked, starting the car.

I was on group Facetime with NaNa and Brea.

"You just got off work?" Brea asked.

"Yes ma'am. I'm finna go home real quick so I can shower, then I'ma head to the block." I told them.

"We meeting at Brea house?" NaNa asked.

"Yeah, one of y'all hoes driving tonight cause I'm tryna get drunk." I said, pulling off.

"Not it!" Brea yelled.

"Damn Brea thats not fair." NaNa smacked her lips.

"Bitch I'on have a car." Brea said.

"Oh yeah," NaNa sighed, "I'ma teach to ass how to drive cause nah baby."

"I'on wanna learn. I'm scared." Brea said.

"Not you scared." I shook my head, laughing.

"Bitch PTSD is real." She laughed.

A couple years ago, Brea was in a real bad accident with her ex boyfriend. They flipped over on the highway, sadly he passed away.

"Ok, can we ask one of the boys to take us cause I wanna get fuck as drunk too." NaNa sighed.

"No, we gone just uber then cause I'on need them knowing our whereabouts." I shook my head.

"Nah fr, they asses be milking shit." Brea shook her head.

"Especially Boogie, he can never accept the fact that I'm grown now." I shook my head.

"Girl I gotta deal with that, times three now since Kani out of jail," Brea exclaimed, "Kani my baby brother and still treat me like I'm his lil sister."

Other Half๐Ÿ–ค
would like Facetime...

"Hold on y'all, this Boogie calling me." I told them, answering his call.

"Trinity where you at?" He asked, putting his whole face in the camera.

"On my way home from work, why?" I said, focused on the road.

"Hurry up, I lost the key you gave me." He said.

"Mama left already?" I asked, "I'm like ten minutes away."

"I guess, she not here. I'an tryna go all the way to my house just to come back here." He told me.

"Well Boogie wait in your car a'sum, cause I'an finna speed." I told him, hanging up.

I pulled into the gas station, and parked. I grabbed my wallet, and took out a thirty dollars. As I turned my car off, I got out, locking the doors.

"Aye Trin." I heard.

"Not today Gee," I shook my head, "I'm in a rush."

"Aye Gee, you selling?" A custo walked up to him.

I shook my head, walking inside the store not giving him a chance to say anything. I went to grab two bottles of Waiakea water, along with a bag of hot fries.

I walked to the counter, "And can I get a five pack of cognac game leafs?"

"Ten-eighty-six is your total." She nodded, passing me the game leafs and two bags.

I felt them to make sure they felt soft, and passed her the money, "Can you put the rest on pump 3?"

"Yes, have a good day." She said.

"You too." I bagged my items up, and left out.

I seen Gee still standing outside and I shook my head as we made eye contact.

"You ain't neva' gon' let a nigga take you out huh?" He asked.

"I gotta man."

"You lying." He pursed his lips.

"I am, but you too young Gee." I shook my head, walking back to the car.

"I just turned eighteen na' Trin." He made a face, walking up to the car.

"I'm twenty, I'on like niggas younger than me." I shrugged, "You pumping my gas for me or nah?"

"Yeah you playing, but I got you." He nodded.

"Thank you." I smiled.

I opened the car door, and got inside waiting.

Gee walked around to the window, "So Trinity why you playing with a nigga?"

"Gee you fine as hell, but respectfully, I'm not looking for any relationships. You cool as hell tho, you like the bro." I shrugged.

"A'ight Trin, I hea' you." He nodded.

Once the gas was finally done, he walked back around to the pump, taking it out for me.

"Thanks Gee, stay safe man." I told him seriously.

"You know it, stay dangerous." He nodded, before walking back to the corner.

I put my seatbelt on, and started the car. I grabbed my phone noticing several notifications.

Voni Boy๐Ÿฅท๐Ÿพ, Other Half๐Ÿ–ค, Jahir๐Ÿ’ฐ, Brea๐ŸคŽ, NaNa๐Ÿงš๐Ÿฝโ€โ™€๏ธ, (586) 229-5411
Voni Boy๐Ÿฅท๐Ÿพ has changed the name to "certified steppers๐Ÿผ"

Voni Boy๐Ÿฅท๐Ÿพ
MY BOYYYYY @T Boogs๐Ÿผ

Jahir๐Ÿ’ฐ
Nigga u a different breed๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ

Other Half๐Ÿ–ค
I'm otw to Cali finna fuck yo wifey๐Ÿ’”

(586)229-5411
Why thats the first thing I see when I got on that bitch๐Ÿ’€

Jahir๐Ÿ’ฐ laughed at "I'm otw to Cali finna fuck yo wifey๐Ÿ’”"
(586)229-5411 laughed at "I'm otw to Cali finna fuck yo wifey๐Ÿ’”"

NaNa๐Ÿงš๐Ÿฝโ€โ™€๏ธ
I wanna see what's all the commotion

Brea๐ŸคŽ questioned "Nigga u a different breed๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ"

Voni Boy๐Ÿฅท๐Ÿพ
Go look at what that nigga Boogie posted on the gram๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚

Other Half๐Ÿ–ค
Hit her ass wit da "woke up feeling shiesty gimme dat pussay nicely" - Lil Yatchy

I shook my head, and exited out of the messages. I went to instagram and searched up Boogie page.

28,238 views โ€ข Liked by 42von and 42king
projectboogie This hoe pressure ๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ’ฐ woke up feeling shiesty
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42von My brotha a ๐Ÿ
ja.brea BOOGIE ๐Ÿ˜จ๐Ÿ˜จ

I couldn't do anything but laugh because Tristan was dumb as fuck. What the fuck is wrong with this nigga, like who raised him. I shook my head, and went back to the group chat.

certified steppas๐Ÿผ

- Von you are ghetto as hell for this damn name and Boogie you dirty๐Ÿ˜ญ

Other Half๐Ÿ–ค
City boyzzzz up 150 ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿฝ

Jahir๐Ÿ’ฐ
Hoes going out sad๐Ÿ˜ญ

NaNa๐Ÿงš๐Ÿฝโ€โ™€๏ธ
Her hunchback ass could've arched her shit more๐Ÿ˜ญ

Brea๐ŸคŽ
How tf you thick w no ass?

Voni Boy๐Ÿฅท๐Ÿพ
She gotta smooth back๐Ÿ’€๐Ÿ’€๐Ÿ’€ y'all niggas funny as hell

(586)229-5411
What y'all niggas on?

NaNa๐Ÿงš๐Ÿฝโ€โ™€๏ธ
Giving me Youngboy tease ๐Ÿ˜ญ you ain't going outside todayyy

Brea๐ŸคŽ
NaNa๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ btc you ain't shit

Voni Boy๐Ÿฅท๐Ÿพ
Ameena worry about covering them stickers u call tattoos up
My brotha do what he want

You laughed at "Giving me Youngboy tease ๐Ÿ˜ญ you ain't going outside todayyy"
(586)229-5411 emphasized "My brotha do what he want"
Other Half ๐Ÿ–ค laughed at "Ameena worry about covering them stickers u call tattoos up"
Jahir๐Ÿ’ฐ laughed at "Ameena worry about covering them stickers u call tattoos up"

NaNa๐Ÿงš๐Ÿฝโ€โ™€๏ธ left the conversation.
Voni Boy๐Ÿฅท๐Ÿพ added NaNa๐Ÿงš๐Ÿฝโ€โ™€๏ธ to the conversation.

NaNa๐Ÿงš๐Ÿฝโ€โ™€๏ธ
Bitch I'm pulling up cause I wanna fight yo dusty ass @Ja'voni๐Ÿคฎ

These niggas play too much. I shook my head, exiting out of the messages; and I put my playlist on shuffle. I locked my phone, and pulled off.

Not too long after, I made it home and seen Boogie sitting on the porch looking like a damn bebe kid. I turned the car off, and grabbed all my things. I got out the car making sure to lock my doors.

"That was way longer than ten minutes damn." He jumped up.

"You shouldn't have lost the key," I shrugged, walking past him to unlock the door, "Who did your braids? I like them."

"Shorty from this morning." He said, following me in the house.

"You talked to our daddy today?" I asked him; passing him a Waiakea water, and the pack of game leafs.

"You a real nigga, but nah. He ain't call me today. I put some money on his books the other day tho." He said, "He'a prolly call tomorrow if not tonight."

I nodded, and went into the kitchen so that I could wash my hands. Once I finished, I grabbed me a bottled water out the fridge.

Our daddy been locked up since I was twelve, and Boogie was fifteen. He probably ain't never gone get to see daylight again. He in there 30 to life for second-degree-murder. Doubt he gets parole, but I'll pray about it.

"Mama coming back tonight?" Boogie asked, walking in the kitchen with a backpack.

"Mama in Chicago for the weekend. She out there with Auntie Vee and Auntie Tracy." I told him.

"Oh that lil girl trip was this weekend?" He made a face.

"Yeah, I'm finna go get ready tho. I'm going out tonight with Brea and NaNa." I said.

"Where y'all going? Y'all always doing bald head ho' shit." He mugged.

"Get it bitchhh, bald head heaux shit!" I stuck my tongue out, "We grown."

"You not even grown yet." He made a face.

"Whatever nigga. I'm mature as hell to be my age, that's grown enough." I shrugged.

"Where y'all going tho?" He asked.

"Out Tristan dang," I smacked my lips, "Pierre having like a lil get together."

"Lemme find out." He mugged.

"Me and Pierre just kicking it." I shrugged, "Nothing serious."

"Yeah, a'ight. I'a be back over tho, I'm just going to the block real quick. Gotta drop some shit off to King slow ass." He told me, grabbing the backpack.

I didn't even wanna ask any questions. I just pray for my brother's safety, and hope he don't get himself in no serious bullshit.

Same for Jahir, Von, and even Kani goofy ass.

I can't even stomach the thought of losing any of them.

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