"I'm coming home in a few weeks." Jd told me over the phone. He had finally gotten over his little bitch fit and we were back good now.
"Really? I thought you had some months?"
"No, not anymore."
"Well that's good. You should really reconsider a lot of the things you do, when you do get out. Cause if you go back to doing the same ole stuff, you just gone get keep getting in trouble and eventually they gone stop letting yo ass out."
"How I'm supposed to stop doing the only thing I know how to do though? I grew up around this, I can't just stop."
And that's exactly why he's where he's at
"Get a job! Start a business! Try to rap or some shit! Selling drugs is not the only hustle out there, it's thousands of ways to get money— you just being lazy."
"A nine to five can't get you all the Chanel and Dior shit I got you."
I scrunched my face up and paused when he said that, to try and figure out why that was even mentioned.
"What the fuck? I'm sitting here trying to help you stay from behind them bars and you trynna throw some shit in my face!"
"I ain't throwing nothing but let's be forreal, if I was some ole regular ass nigga working a nine to five— you wouldn't fuck with me. Am I lying Jilly?"
"Yes. Yes you are. As long as you not a bum, who's not actually trying to get money— I'm not gone judge you."
"You just talking."
"Everything I say comes from my heart cause I genuinely do care. But I'll tell you what, I'm not going to keep holding you down when you not trying to change."
"Ima change."
"Now you just talking."
"Man i said I am! Fuck on with that."
I sighed and shook my head.
'You have 1 more minute.' I heard the jail voice thing say meaning it's time to wrap it up.
"I love you jilly, I promise ima do shit different when I come home. Just ride out with me."
"I love you too and I will." I told him before the call disconnected.
I don't know how long ima 'ride out'
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"You know you dead wrong for fucking with that girl." My brother told me as we sat in the crib smoking and playing the game.
"Why?"
"You know her nigga don't fuck with you and if he find out she fuck with you, you gone get her hurt."
"His bitch ass ain't gone do shit to her, I wouldn't even let that happen." I waved him off cause ain't nobody scared of Jd scary ass.
Jilly's boyfriend just so happen to be the nigga who brother I killed— I done took his brother and his bitch, I'm already knowing he gone want some smoke when he find out.
It ain't like that's the reason I started talking to her though. I ain't find out until after, but I ain't finna stop just cause of him.
My phone that was sitting in my lap started ringing and I answered it, it was her.
"Hi." She spoke with camera towards the ceiling. Her shy ass never wanna show her face, like she ugly or something.
"Wassup." I spoke back, looking at the tv while playing call of duty.
She didn't say nothing else which made me look down at the phone, only to see her making these crazy ass faces.
I took a quick picture before she noticed I was looking.
"Oh my goddddd." She moved the phone quick as hell and I laughed at her.
"You good?" I questioned when it got silent again.
"Yes."
"What you just called to listen to me breathe?"
"Yes, you don't like being on the phone in silence? I like it."
"That's weird." I told her, putting the game controller down to focus on the conversation.
"Everything I do is weird to you." She sucked her teeth.
"So what? It's weird in a cute way."
"Aw. Lying ass. Anyways, what are you doing?"
"Chilling, why?"
"Let me come chill with you."
"Come on. You want me to come get you?"
"Nope. I'm on the way." She said and we hung up.
I looked up and seen my brother looking at me, "Boo nigga! Fuck you looking at?"
"You finna let that girl know where you stay? What if she set you up?"
"She already been here and she not even that type of person, you tripping."
He shook his head and stood up grabbing whatever shit he bring here, "I'm out." He left out the door.
Nigga so worried about I got going on, I know exactly what I'm getting into and don't give a damn.
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bruh i'm so bored, which is why I'm constantly updating. but i'll give it a break for a few days or until it gets more views. 🏃🏽♀️
