Run

I ain't lettin this shit go...

Incognito

I sat comfortably at the kitchen's table as this little broad I've been checking​ for a lil minute retwisted my dreads. Higher than a bitch from the blunt prior, I was rolling up another blunt, shit, the feeling​ was lovely. That loud got my house lit, shit stanking and that's how you know the shit was right so with that I continued rolling up.

As I was doing so, I heard an uproar coming from the living room, my niggas were talking shit about some nasty bitch, a set up bitch to be more precise. This lil bitch name Gabrielle from around the way is known for having some good pussy, shit, she's bad as shit no lie and all the niggas in the Nola checking​ for her but shit, all pussy ain't good pussy. Now my niggas are oblivious to the shit that I've been telling them about the broad. Shit from my sources, she fuck around with all these dope dealers and she found her ass trying to get at one of my niggas, Trev's dumb ass after I turned her ass down a few years back. The rest of my niggas acting like that bitch is the flyest thang out here, like that bitch floated her ass down from the high heavens, thirsty shit.

I ain't buying the shit, that pussy tainted, I know that she's on some set up shit but I'm on my toes over this way since my niggas not. I have no problem with murking​ a bitch and the niggas she tries to bring this way. I grabbed my b.i.c lighter off of the table. I sparked the fire and traced it along the blunt after I licked it slightly for closure.

Just as I set the lighter aside and took a pull of the blunt, I heard Stacy speak. "Hold your head over.", she said softly.

I did as she said and with that she continued to retwist my dreads. After I exhaled I began to speak."So when you gone stop playin with ya boy and be the one on my arm", I queried right before taking another pull.

She chuckled slightly as she put her lips close to my ear and proceeded to speak. "You already got me.", she responded a little above a whisper.

I chuckled as I exhaled. "Is that right?", I queried.

"We've been kicking​ it for over a month, I haven't lost interest in you yet and better yet I doubt if I ever will.", she said softly.

I smirked. "Sounds about right, you want to hit this?", I queried in reference to the blunt.

Without saying a single word she grabbed the blunt and hit it a few times before passing it back. As she continued with my hair, I carried on with inhales and exhales until I was down to the roach. I managed to get another pull out of it before dumping it into the cup. Just as I did so my cell began going off in my pants pocket. I sighed before reaching in my pocket for it.

I gazed at the screen before answering the phone and placing the cell to my ear.

"What's up Rell?", I queried as Stacy gently placed my head in the position she wanted to continue my hair.

I really ain't feel like talkin to his ass to be honest...

"Nigga where you been, I been blowin ya shit up yesterday and today, I came by ya old spot too but that shit was empty.", Rell spoke frantically.

"I was busy nigga and I moved a few blocks over but fuck all that, what's up nigga you sound shook as fuck, what's goin on woa?", I queried out of curiosity.

Rell sighed. "Aight man look, yesterday we had a run in with these niggas, shit I guess Dre owed this nigga a grip cause him and his niggas rolled up to my crib on some other shit and Dre got lit in front of my crib, that shit was all over the news and shit.", Rell explained.

I furrowed my eyebrows as my grasp on my cell grew tighter. "Nigga what the fuck you mean? You talkin bout my lil cuz Deandre, shit is he cool though, he ain't dead right?", I questioned in an indignant tone as my blood boiled hotter.

"Naw man, he's gone, that nigga shot him in the face woa and from what I know, Dre used to be cool with ol dude.", Rell responded.

I had to motion for Stacy to stop doing my hair, shit, the way I was feeling I was ready to kill anybody on sight."What the fuck were you and them lil niggas you roll with doin when this nigga rolled up on my cousin?", I yelled into the phone causing Stacy to jump a bit. "Who is this nigga anyway?", I yelled louder as I stood from the seat causing the ruckus my niggas were making about that bitch to come to a complete halt.

"Man, we bussed back at him and his niggas but shit before hand he came up to the crib askin Dre if he had his money and shit and that nigga pulled his piece out and started bussin at Dre, shit I ain't know he was on that", Rell explained.

My niggas came into the kitchen...

"Aight so tell me this, since y'all bussed back and shit, did y'all lay any of them niggas out?", I asked angrily.

Rell sighed. "Naw but...", He said as I cut him off.

"Man fuck all that bullshit, ain't shit to explain no more, what's the nigga name like I asked ya dumbass before?", I spat.

He sighed."Shit that nigga name Sina", Rell said.

I furrowed my eyebrows."Sina? Who the fuck is Sina?", I queried.

"Man, he's some nigga that got a lot of these niggas in the Nola shook.", Rell answered.

"Yeah, like you and ya bitch ass homies. You and lil cuz were cool I thought but guess not, y'all lil niggas didn't have his back, y'all should've been ready to murk his ass when he showed up unannounced to ya spot, pussy.", and with that I hung up...

I dropped my phone onto the table and gazed at my niggas."Y'all heard of some nigga name Sina?", I queried in an agitated tone.

Trev leaned against the door frame."He this dope dealer from around the way that don't give no fuck about shit, he'll get at nigga who disrespect him and his money but shit I heard about a shootin yesterday on the radio and shit but I ain't think it was ya cuz.", Trev stated.

I pinched the bridge of my nose as I closed my eyes. I was beyond pissed and frustrated."Man this some bullshit, my own fuckin family ain't even bother to call a nigga and let me know.", I said angrily followed by a sigh. I took my hand away from my face followed by me opening my eyes. I took a seat right before picking up my cell. I searched through my contacts until I got to my mother's number. I pressed call before placing the phone to my ear. My niggas and Stacy only gazed at me.

Once I heard a voice speak into the phone I spoke. "Mama, what's up, why nobody called me and tell me about Deandre?", I queried in a calm tone.

I heard her sniff before speaking."I didn't call because I was busy checking on my sister, if it weren't for you bringing​ Deandre around this mess, this wouldn't have happened.", she said angrily.

I could tell that she's been crying...

I furrowed my eyebrows. "This shit ain't my fault, he wasn't even with me.", I defended.

Trying to keep me calm, Stacy began rubbing my shoulders. There was no doubt that I was tense do to my boiling anger...

"You watch your tongue little boy. You might as well have pulled the trigger yourself, you introduced him to that messed up lifestyle that I didn't want you living​. My sister's only child was murdered by the hands of someone just like you. She's having​ the biggest breakdown because a piece of herself and her deceased husband is gone, don't bother coming​ by, I don't want to see your face right now. I won't be home anyway, I'll be mourning​ with your devastated aunt.", she said right before hanging up.

Truth be told, her words hurt me down to the core, following the thought that my cousin is gone forever. I hate that I'm being blamed for this, my whole family probably feel the same way about the entire situation and I can't have that. I set my phone down before speaking. "My mother is blamin me for this shit, talkin about I introduced him to this shit so I might as well had pulled the trigger myself. ", I said to no one in particular.

"What you gone do woa?", my nigga Boadie questioned.

I leaned back in my seat."Shit, I'ma find out everything I need to know about this nigga Sina and I'ma send hollow tips at his head, on God. I ain't lettin this shit go"...