For Colored Girls

“Born Against, Rise Against, Against Me, all that shit sound the same foo!”

“It’s punk Jada. I think all rap music sounds the same.” Mikey shrugged.

“Nah you aint heard the right music then son. Put one of them mixtapes in.” I pointed to the glove department then looked back to the road.

Mikey pulled out the Big Sean and Kendrick Lamar mix and his eyes went all wide.

“Oh. OH I know Big Sean!”

“Course you do.” I chuckled.

“Do you know Fall Out Boy?” Mikey put on a really stupid grin and I whacked him on the back of the head.

“Stop bein fuckin stupid. Nah I aint know Fall Out Boy da fuck I look like listenin to that?”

“Just, give it a chance. Listen, this has Big Sean in it.” He plugged in his iPod and I rolled my eyes and kept driving.

‘Oh god’ The stereo blared.

“Oh, this shit fly.” I bobbed my head up and down.

‘Whoa, how the mighty fall
The mighty fall
The mighty fall
They fall in love’

“See? Now wait for Big Sean’s part.” He grinned.

‘Yeah. Hello?
Yeah, I know you said not to call unless I’m dying
Well, I’m driving and I can’t stop staring at my eyelids
But even though my eyes closed, I still see you
I just hope that when you see me I’m not see-through
You know how we do.’

“Shit, Mikey. That aint bad lil nigga.” I turned the volume up.

“They’ve got one with 2 Chainz too. Well, a remix.” He added.

“Yeah? Put that on.”

-

“Aiight foo, I’mma drop you off here, you gon go in there and work your lil white boy magic. Give those ladies a free sample and your number.”

We stopped in front of some rock bar, I know for sure this is Dino’s territory but I knew what I was doing. There’s no way anyone would believe Mikey is a part of my crew. Which made him all that more valuable.

I drove around for a while then pulled back up around the bar, Mikey was waiting outside, a big grin on his face.

He hopped into the car, “Sold everything. Didn’t even need to give samples. Your shit’s in pretty high demand over here Jada.”

“Good boy.” I smirked and drove off.

-

“You use pretty boy?” Carmen bit her lip and batted eyelashes at Mikey. She pulled out some China White in a needle.

“Yeah.” He grinned.

“Oye Carmen. Ya párale, don’t scare our MVP off.” I snapped at her.

“Eyy jefe, let me have some fun por favor.” She laughed.

“Yeah boss what’s the harm.” Xavier piped up.

“Yo Mikey you really use?” I glanced over to him.

“I do. But that’s not why I came, don’t worry.” He smiled.

“Yeah, whatever. Do what you want foo.” I shrugged and got up and walked out of the room.

I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a little disappointed. I was a dealer but I didn’t use any of that shit unlike the rest of my crew. I’ve seen it destroy every one around me. My mother, my father, my sister. Lost two guys last month to overdose.

But I never used, never will.

And what kind of thug would I be telling my crew not to use? I’d be a hypocrite, I sell the shit. So I say fuck it, let them do what they want, destroyin their life not mine.

Notes

don't worry gerard will come sooooon, but i'm choosing to release these really small paragraph chapters this time around as opposed to my usual long ones LOL it's just easier. and that way i can update 10x as faster