Chapter One Tavian “Trill” Carter #2
Just imagining what it might feel like to be in between them thick motherfuckers.
I guess she must have felt my stare because she looked up and we locked eyes immediately.
Thing is, I’m not the type of nigga to fold under pressure.
She would have to look away before I do.
Her pretty ass staring back doesn’t intimidate me at all.
In actuality, the shit made my dick jump.
Eventually, she looked away not being able to handle the shit any longer. I just smiled to myself. I wanted to step to her, but right now I’m choosing to play the shit cool. I’ll probably see her ass later on. I just let her continue to do her thing with her girls as I admired from afar.
“I see you peeping nigga”, Mazi said.
“You know them bruh?”, I asked, but never looking his way.
“Hell nahh, they don’t even look like they from around here.
You see these other bitches in here? Them women over there in a whole other league.
I wouldn’t mind getting to know one of their asses though.
Then again, I might need to stay away cause if a nigga like me put it in her life I might turn her shit upside down”
I cackled at this nigga because I knew just what he meant.
We ain’t no regular square ass niggas. We’re the type of niggas women with substance run from.
Choosing not to partake in the likes of a street nigga.
What they don’t know is, it’s not good to judge a book by its cover.
Shit might be disoriented and rugged on the outside but open them pages up and you just might find some shit that’ll satisfy your soul in an unimaginable way.
Nico sat at the entrance of the section making sure nobody that wasn’t supposed to be in this bitch entered.
When I saw him rise up, I became alert because I wasn’t here for no fuck shit.
When I saw that it was Londyn, I sat back down and let Nico handle the shit.
Londyn is a chick that Ice used to fuck with before he did his bid.
She was his main thing for a good little minute.
Before he went in, he freed her ass because he didn’t want her doing the time with him.
He felt like she was young and so full of life, he didn’t want to hold her life up waiting on him to get out.
I commended his ass for that because most niggas wouldn’t have given a fuck.
They would’ve been stringing her along all those years.
Only thing about that situation that I don’t like is, the bitch fucked with the enemy and had a baby.
That nigga Dre out of A.C.E. is her baby daddy.
I don’t know if that shit was on purpose or what.
For that reason alone, I don’t too much care for her ass.
I just know that Ice has a soft spot for her.
Clearly, all the years didn’t change that shit at all.
“Ice, you really gon’ let Nico stop me and my girl from coming in?”, she questioned.
“Nico chill bruh, they’re good”, Ice said.
Nico looked at me for confirmation. I gave him a knowing look but indicated that shit was all good. I didn’t want their asses in the section no more than he did. Against my better judgement I went with the shit for the sake of Ice enjoying his night.
As soon as Londyn walked into the section, she planted herself on Ice’s lap while her friend got all in Jace’s face.
I don’t think the nigga was interested at all.
I think he was just playing nice to keep down confusion and shit.
It was evident that her ass was overly going, and that shit didn’t look good at all.
As time went on the place began to get even more pack.
Shit didn’t matter to me because I was staying in my own lane and out from amongst the crowd.
The effects of the liquor were starting to hit me now.
I had to piss like a motherfucker. As bad as I hated to move, I knew I had to go and release this shit.
I just hated to take my eyes off that nigga Ice for good reasoning.
I contemplated for a moment as I observed him and Londyn tongue each other down like they haven’t missed several years out of each other lives.
“Aye, can y’all watch this nigga? I need to go take a leak”, I asked Jace and Nico.
“I ain’t letting his ass out my sight”, Nico said.
“We got him”, Jace added.
“I don’t appreciate y’all niggas talking about me like I’m not in the vicinity. I don’t need no fucking babysitter either!”
“Yeah, nigga whatever, I’ll be back. Mazi come walk with me”
He nodded his head and followed me out of the section in pursuit of the restroom.
The bathroom was on the same floor as the section, so that was a good thing.
I didn’t have to go too fucking far away from that nigga because keeping up with him was like watching a child right now.
Nigga was overly excited, but it was just because he was in the free world again.
Just soaking all this shit in because things are so different than they were before he went in.
We were making money at that time, but not like the money that we were getting now.
All of this shit was getting to the niggas’ head.
I just wanted him to keep his head on a swivel to keep from going back behind those walls.
We didn’t have time for that. I needed all my niggas boots on the ground in this shit.
There are new niggas coming up in the dope game every day and just waiting to knock a nigga off his throne.
I need my team to remain solidified in this shit.
We can’t do it without moving as a unit.
That’s why I’m on these niggas’ ass like white on rice.
I went into the stall to handle my business, while Mazi did the same.
I was in the middle of washing my hands when I heard a lot of commotion going on outside of the bathroom.
At first, I thought I was tripping until Mazi confirmed that he heard the same thing.
Not having time to really dry my hands I wiped them hoes on my jeans.
I stormed out of the bathroom door with Mazi in tow.
The first thing that I saw was a group of niggas at the entrance of our section.
I wasted no time removing my glock from my waist that I smuggled in this motherfucker.
Using it to part through these motherfuckers like the red sea because they were in my fucking spot.
I dared any one of these bitch ass niggas to get wrong.
I wouldn’t hesitate to put a hot one in their ass.
Regardless of the territory, we paid to be in this damn section, and no nigga was moving me.
Call me Rosa Parks if you will. I didn’t give a damn about the location.
I looked at each of those niggas up and down before I directed my attention to Nico and Ice.
“We got a fucking issue or what?” I asked.
“Nigga over here about a bitch”, Nico responded, looking at Londyn’s ass up and down. Then he directed his attention back to these opp motherfuckers in our space.
Standing there with his arms in front of him with his fingers intertwined.
I’d bet my last, that had Nico been alone and the niggas stepped up on bullshit he would still have the same amount of heart.
He wasn’t a weak ass nigga by far. Nico wasn’t with the shit at all.
One wrong move and all these motherfuckers would be maggot food.
I knew the moment I saw Londyn’s face that it would be some bullshit behind it. Ice wanted to fuck with her ass, so I obliged. At the end of the day, he’s a grown ass man. My only problem is when it creates issues such as shit like this.
Dre stood there with a smirk on his face because to him this shit was amusing.
I was having a difficult time finding the commentary in the shit.
His bitch was in a section with a nigga that he despises.
Couldn’t be a hoe of mine. Yet he’s standing here smiling, wanting to give off this fake ass impression that he’s unbothered. I can see right through all that shit!
“Londyn, get your motherfucking ass out from over here before I drag you out the fucking section dog!!”
“Or what? you ain’t my nigga no more Dre”, Londyn responded.
“Bitch, you’re the mother of my child, you’ll always belong to me! Don’t let this nigga or any other nigga let you get that shit confused”
“I’d hate to be an old tender dick ass nigga like you. You more motherfucking pressed than the newspaper, my nigga...”, Ice said.
He had a sinister grin on his face as he spoke.
Taking a pull from his blunt and a swig from his glass.
He wasn’t bothered by the shit this nigga was speaking.
If anything, he was with all the bullshit.
Me personally, I didn’t have time for the shit.
I came out for a good time only but if shit had to get reckless then that’s just what it has to come down to.
“I ain’t got to be pressed about shit that belongs to me. Matter of fact Londyn, I ain’t bout to sit here and go back and forth with you or this nigga!”
The comment Ice made pissed Dre the fuck off and all of a sudden, shit wasn’t funny anymore.
He wanted his bitch, but she was making it obvious as to where she wanted to be.
It was SSC against A.C.E., but the battle was between Ice and Dre.
The rest of us was here just in case a motherfucker wanted to get stupid.
If you asked me, all this shit is some nonsense.
He’s trying to keep a bitch that clearly doesn’t want to be kept.
Shit is absurd as fuck. At first, I only saw a few members of A.C.E.
, but when I saw that nigga Savage make his appearance, I was irritated as fuck.
Him showing up wouldn’t make shit different.
The one thing that I couldn’t stand about this nigga is the way he thinks he runs shit.
It’s almost like the nigga expected everything and everyone around him to move when he says so.
I ain’t the type of nigga to bow down to no nigga.