XYLO POV
"Xylo!" Filthy said from the living room.
Filthy is one of the biggest drug dealers in the hood. I met him when I was 12, shortly after my mom passed away. I'm 17 now.
I didn't have nothing or no one so he basically took me in and said I can live with him as long as I deal some drugs for him.
And I ain't had shit to lose so, I've been selling drugs since age 12. Doing what I gotta do.
Never did I expect my life to go the route it did, but it did and it is what it is.
"Yeah?" I said as I put my SnapBack on in the bathroom and I was adjusting my fit.
"Get out here" Filthy said.
I sighed a little before looking in the mirror, just mentally preparing for my day.
This was an everyday thing.
I walked into the living room and he said "You aight?"
"Yeah I'm straight." I said.
"Aight, look, I got some sales today that I need you to take care of." Filthy said.
"How many?" I asked.
"Bout 7." He said.
"Okay" I said.
"Here" He said handing me some of the product, which was cocaine. And he handed me a pistol.
"You know you gone need that" He said referring to the gun.
"Yeah. It's loaded?" I asked.
"Yeah I already loaded it for you" Filthy said.
"Coo." I said.
"Be back before 9" Filthy said.
"I got chu" I said before we shook hands.
I was then about to leave out when he said "And all that product better be gone and I better have all my money by then Xylo!"
"I got it, I got it" I said.
"Aight" He said as I left out the house and I sighed.
"Was good Xylo" One of the neighbors, Curtis said to me.
"Wassup" I said as we shook hands.
"You look fly cuz, where you heading?" He asked.
"Finna handle some business. I'll be back later" I said.
"Aight keep yo head up mama" He said.
"Always" I said back before I started walking.
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RODDY POV