Chapter 2

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The next day

Treasure

Welp I officially made it to da next day

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Welp I officially made it to da next day. Everybody acting like nothing happened at da club last night as usual. Everytime sumn happen in Chicago errybody be acting like ain't shit happen that's what really piss me off.

I sigh. I'm now sitting on my living room couch watching 'Little' on Netflix. I hear loud banging on the door. I groan. TJ better not come back over here with his shit. I walk ta da door and open it without looking through da peep hole and saw 2 cops. Fuck dey want.

"Uhh ma'am we wanna ask u some questions if u don't mind" one of the officers said. "I do mind u ain't even say good morning or how are u you just gon tell me det bullshit" I said mugging him "I'm sorry I'm just doing my job" he said "your job sucks" I said "were u at a club last night?" The other officer ask "nope" I said popping the 'P' "well this footage says something else" he said showing me a camera footage of me at da club.

Busted. "Umm... So y'all finna listen to a footage now? Y'all psycho how can a footage talk?" I ask scrunching up my face "ma'am quit the bullshit we know u was at the club" the other officer said "nah det ain't me dets my twin she live like five blocks away from me" I said lying through my teeth. The officers smack their lips "we wanna know who the shooter is" one of em said "how am I suppose ta know and I wasn't dea?" I ask.

"Ma'am this ain't no game 3 people died last night and 4 injured included by standers" the officer said. I ain't no snitch so I ain't see shit. "Like dead ass I wasn't at det club last night" I lied "we wanna know if dayvon was da shooter" the other officer said "who da fuck is dayvon?" I ask scrunching up my face they sigh "if u ever wanna talk here's my number" one of the officers said handing me his number "preciate it" I said taking his number.

I probably will never call this shit. They nod and walk off. I got in my house and lock da door. I walk back in da living room sit on da couch and continue watching back 'Little'. I here a loud banging on my door again. "Y'all say call and I sure know I ain't call y'all asses!" I yell walking to da door and opening it seeing da hot neighbor from across the street "wasn't expecting u" I said closing back the door.

He bang on the door again. I open it... again "ight what u want?" I ask "I need ta talk to you" he said walking in my house. "Good invite yo self in" I said sarcastically he wave me off we walk in da living room and I sit on my couch "good morning how are u?" I ask he smack his lips "I ain't with all det shit what u tell 12?" He ask "I ain't tell em non" I said shrugging "I'm serious gang" he said mugging me.

"I told you I ain't say shit GaNg" I said putting emphasis on the 'GANG' he smack his lips "who shot me last night?" He ask "how am I suppose ta know ain't u the one det get shot?" I ask scrunching up my face "det nigga shot me from da back" he said I look at him then at da floor then back at him "how am I supposed to know?" I ask again he smack his lips "u was Thea when I got shot stop playing wimmie" he said mugging me.

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