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just do what I think you did,” I said, touching in between my legs. I got up and went to the bathroom, slamming the door in the process. “This nigga got some fuckin nerve.”
    Kay
    I picked up the phone and called Gena. She answered on the fourth ring.
    “Hello,” she said just above a whisper.
    “Why are you whispering?”
    “Kenyah’s still sleeping.”
    “But I thought she was with her dad, Gena.” I heard shuffling.
    “Nigga, what you want?” that nigga Slick said into the phone.
    “Nigga, I see you got a chip on your shoulder,” I said, laughing.
    “Nah, not really. She left you to come home to daddy.”
    “Yea I hear you. Bet not let me get a hold to her. I’ll show her what a real nigga like.”
    “That’ll never happen, nigga. Might as well find you somebody else to play with,” he said before hanging up the phone. This nigga really didn’t know me. Time to do some damage.
    I woke up the next morning ready to get some shit started, so I went to one of them niggas’ well known trap houses. As soon as them niggas Dro and Eric saw me, they raised their guns.
    “I come in peace,” I said, raising my shirt showing them that I wasn’t strapped.
    “What do you want then, nigga,” Eric said, looking at me up and down.
    “I have a proposition for ya’ll.”
    “We’re waiting nigga, time is money,” Dro said, looking unmoved.
    “I have 40,000 dollars each for you two to keep an eye on Slick and Ace for me. Nobody will ever know it was you.” They looked at me, rubbing their hands together and smiling, and I knew they were gonna say yes.
    “Fuck no, nigga,” Dro spat.
    “You know ya’ll need this money, broke ass lil niggas.”
    “First off, we’re far from broke. 40,000? That ain’t shit that we ain’t seen before. Besides all that, no matter how much you give us, we ain’t doing it. These the two niggas that put us on when we ain’t have shit. Now we living better than ever. We may not have as much money as them, but we have more than any of the rest of their workers. Balee dat, plus loyalty is everything. We ain’t hurting for shit homeboy, so peel that ass up outta here before you catch a beat down and a fucking bullet,” Dro said. I went for my gun when I heard one being cocked.
    “Get the fuck from ‘round,” a big ass nigga told me. I took that as an opportunity to get the hell out of dodge.
    “I shoulda brought my people with me man, FUCK!” I said, hitting the steering wheel. I thought them niggas would go for that money quick.
    I was at Red Lobster getting some lunch when I noticed this beautiful girl sitting by herself at the table. I sat down.
    “Now why would a beauty like you be sitting by yourself?” She chuckled a little, scooting back and showing me her little belly.
    “Because nobody thinks pregnant chicks are cool.”
    “You and your baby daddy still together?”
    “Nah, sadly not. I’m on my own with this one.”
    “Damn, that’s fucked up. I’d never do a woman like that who was carrying my seed.”
    “Everybody doesn’t think like you,” she said, getting up from the table. “I have to get back to work, but it was nice meeting you Mr...”
    “Kay.”
    “Mr. Kay,” she started to walk away from the table.
    “Wait,” I said. “Let me get your number, so I can take you out some time.”
    “You don’t have to feel sorry for me.”
    “No, I want to.”
    “Okay,” she handed me a napkin
    “What’s your name, beautiful?”
    “China,” she said before walking away.
    Damn, is what I thought to myself watching her walk away.

Chapter 5:
    Rayna
    “Baby, I gotta go check on some stuff, I’ll be back in about an hour. Be safe and turn the alarm on.”
    “Mmmhmm, whatever.” I was still kind of upset with him about the other night.
    “You really still mad?”
    “Nah, I’m good,” I said, lying.
    “Let a nigga find out you lying.”
    “Whatever, Anthony.”
    “Rayna, I just wanna make sure you’re safe, especially since I haven’t