J-Rite.
“Shut the fuck up, fool! She was talking to me.” Dino elbowed him in the lower side.
The supposedly loving couple hugged and kissed. Then Dino introduced her.
“This is my girl, J-Rite. J-Rite, this fat nigga right here name Marlon, this Rell, and the nigga with the weak jokes is Dre.”
“What’s up doe? Y’all good?”
“What’s up?” they said in unison.
“Dino, I need to talk to you if you got a second or two.” They walked off the porch and to her car. “Look, Dino, my biggest fear is not having shit and being alone like I was in all those foster homes I told you about. And like how I felt when my brother got killed. I’m about to make major moves in these streets, and I want you with me.”
“So, you’re admitting in the game now, huh?”
J-Rite had kept denying that she was selling drugs. She told him that Leesa had gotten a lawsuit and gave her the money she was always stuntin’ with. Even though she was all in for Dino, she didn’t know how he was going to react to the fact that his girlfriend was a confirmed drug dealer. So once more, like she’d done so many times throughout their brief relationship, she denied. “Nah, bae. Stop pressing me about that. I already told you the deal. I’m just thinking about opening a small boutique or something like that. I just want us to get a place together and chill.”
She’s trying to play me sideways. I know she in the game. Why doesn’t she just tell me? She acts like she can’t trust me. “Look, do you trust me, or do you think I’m some goof-off lame like that ho-ass nigga Mike Mike you told me you used to fuck with back in Detroit?” He was going hard about her lying to him while he was doing the exact same thing as she—even worse.
This caught her off guard. “Yeah, I trust you. Why would you ask that? And why you bring up his name?”
“Why you keep lying to me? I know where the money coming from. You out in the streets slanging. You didn’t think that I would find out? All Grand Rapids singing your name out they mouths! So real talk, what else you lying to me about? Maybe all that bread you keep sending his crazy ass? Yeah, bitch, I saw some of them damn Western Union and Money Gram receipts with his name on them.”
Not only was he yelling, questioning her like he was the police. He’d called her out of her name. This was a first. J-Rite felt hurt and angry at the same time . If I wanted him to know, I would have told him. Why he keep pressing me about this shit? It ain’t cool to do that!
“Dino, why you keep asking me that? What’s that all about?” she fumed, irritated, as her voice rose to the same disturbing level as his. J-Rite felt like Dino couldn’t take a hint. She hadn’t told him before now for a reason, so he should have left it alone. “If I am out here in the streets, why you so upset about it? You should be happy your girl getting money. And Mike Mike is in the past. I’m just looking out on the strength.”
“It’s not that I’m not happy. It’s just that I don’t want you to get in nothing. The streets ain’t safe; especially for no female,” Dino backed up, not wanting to seem like he was in his feelings.
“Chill. I don’t want you to worry, baby. I’ll be all right. So we gon’ move together?”
“Girl, I ain’t got money like that hanging around.”
“I’ll take care of everything. Just say yes, Dino.”
A nigga is feeling her, and it would be a good look for what I got going on. “Yeah, okay. But we gonna talk one day about who you really are and what you doing out here day to day,” Dino proclaimed before she drove off, leaving him to return to his friends.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Raven was bored. She didn’t think Benji would remember her. Yet, to her surprise, he did when she called. In their thirty-minute conversation, she found out that Benji had no kids. Sure, he said he liked kids, but had none. He was twenty-two, but had been on his own since he was eleven. He
“Shut the fuck up, fool! She was talking to me.” Dino elbowed him in the lower side.
The supposedly loving couple hugged and kissed. Then Dino introduced her.
“This is my girl, J-Rite. J-Rite, this fat nigga right here name Marlon, this Rell, and the nigga with the weak jokes is Dre.”
“What’s up doe? Y’all good?”
“What’s up?” they said in unison.
“Dino, I need to talk to you if you got a second or two.” They walked off the porch and to her car. “Look, Dino, my biggest fear is not having shit and being alone like I was in all those foster homes I told you about. And like how I felt when my brother got killed. I’m about to make major moves in these streets, and I want you with me.”
“So, you’re admitting in the game now, huh?”
J-Rite had kept denying that she was selling drugs. She told him that Leesa had gotten a lawsuit and gave her the money she was always stuntin’ with. Even though she was all in for Dino, she didn’t know how he was going to react to the fact that his girlfriend was a confirmed drug dealer. So once more, like she’d done so many times throughout their brief relationship, she denied. “Nah, bae. Stop pressing me about that. I already told you the deal. I’m just thinking about opening a small boutique or something like that. I just want us to get a place together and chill.”
She’s trying to play me sideways. I know she in the game. Why doesn’t she just tell me? She acts like she can’t trust me. “Look, do you trust me, or do you think I’m some goof-off lame like that ho-ass nigga Mike Mike you told me you used to fuck with back in Detroit?” He was going hard about her lying to him while he was doing the exact same thing as she—even worse.
This caught her off guard. “Yeah, I trust you. Why would you ask that? And why you bring up his name?”
“Why you keep lying to me? I know where the money coming from. You out in the streets slanging. You didn’t think that I would find out? All Grand Rapids singing your name out they mouths! So real talk, what else you lying to me about? Maybe all that bread you keep sending his crazy ass? Yeah, bitch, I saw some of them damn Western Union and Money Gram receipts with his name on them.”
Not only was he yelling, questioning her like he was the police. He’d called her out of her name. This was a first. J-Rite felt hurt and angry at the same time . If I wanted him to know, I would have told him. Why he keep pressing me about this shit? It ain’t cool to do that!
“Dino, why you keep asking me that? What’s that all about?” she fumed, irritated, as her voice rose to the same disturbing level as his. J-Rite felt like Dino couldn’t take a hint. She hadn’t told him before now for a reason, so he should have left it alone. “If I am out here in the streets, why you so upset about it? You should be happy your girl getting money. And Mike Mike is in the past. I’m just looking out on the strength.”
“It’s not that I’m not happy. It’s just that I don’t want you to get in nothing. The streets ain’t safe; especially for no female,” Dino backed up, not wanting to seem like he was in his feelings.
“Chill. I don’t want you to worry, baby. I’ll be all right. So we gon’ move together?”
“Girl, I ain’t got money like that hanging around.”
“I’ll take care of everything. Just say yes, Dino.”
A nigga is feeling her, and it would be a good look for what I got going on. “Yeah, okay. But we gonna talk one day about who you really are and what you doing out here day to day,” Dino proclaimed before she drove off, leaving him to return to his friends.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Raven was bored. She didn’t think Benji would remember her. Yet, to her surprise, he did when she called. In their thirty-minute conversation, she found out that Benji had no kids. Sure, he said he liked kids, but had none. He was twenty-two, but had been on his own since he was eleven. He
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