MOVE

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Days Later

"Jayceon need to come get his pet" Mali said as he mugged River. As usual, these two were bickering and fighting. "Zari need to come collect her white ass boyfriend" River responded with a smirk. "Luh girl ian white, witcho crooked ass, yellow ass teeth. Look like you been eating rocks yo whole life"

"Nigga you whatever color yo daddy is, therefore you French, which is white so yo ass need to stop saying nigga, nigga" River rolled her neck and made the ugliest facial expression ever. "Shut the fuck up frog. Go leap yo ass off a cliff" he responded mugging her.

Today was the perfect weather for a walk, so that's exactly what we were doing. It was still kind if early in the day, barely 12 o'clock.

I was temporarily living at Stephany's till the apartment is in the clear, and all the fumes are Air'ed out. We scheduled for me to go back today if everything turns out good.

"Yo MJ who's that" River questioned. I turned my attention to who she was talking about and seen a dude walking or way. "Ayo y'all go in that alley" he spoke in a rushed voice.

"no, what's going on," I said in confusion. It was still daylight, and this was actually gonna happen? This was a good neighborhood, crimes never really happened, so it caught us all by surprise. This proves the point you ain't really safe anywhere.

"Zarianna move" he shouted, as the dude reached in his pants. River grabbed my hand and dragged me to the alley.

"River we gotta go ba-"

"bitch are you crazy" she whispered

Gunshots fired, and automatically I thought the worst. I just wanted to know everything was fine, and to go home. Early on my mood was ruined.

Reasons like this I hated that Malachi's dad made him a target. Everybody who wanted his dad would come for Malachi if they couldn't get him. Sure, he taught him how to protect himself,  but what if there's a case when there's 10 on 1? What would he do then?

"Zari stop crying, he's fine," River said rubbing my back.

"River move," I said warning her. Too many emotions, we're going through my head at once, and I didn't want to spazz on her. My head pounded, and a wave of nausea flooded through my body.

"calm down Ya breathing before yo ass have a asthma attack"

Twenty minutes had passed and we were still waiting. No sign of Malachi, and the streets we're silent, except for some occasional police sirens.

Soon we heard footsteps, and our body laid still. River grabbed my hand, and I laid my head on her shoulder. "aye its me" I looked up and seen Malachi, I huge grin inched on my face as I wrapped my arms around him.

"I know you wasn't crying"

"I wasn't," I said putting my hand on my hip.

"Man what I tell you"

"Crying is for Punks, and ian no punk" I mumbled.

"nah say it louder"

"Crying is for punks, and ian no punk" I said louder

"ight den"

"what took you so long" River Questioned

"Dont worry bout allat' Juss know im here"

No matter how Curious River and I got, We'd never receive an actual answer. He kept that part of him a secret, and it Intrigued us even more. He never talked about his dad, I was as clueless as everybody in the streets were. I couldn't blame him thought, he didn't really know about my mom either. We'd get into that one day- but that one day isn't today.

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