Excuse all mistakes.
Cj
I was walking out the restaurant on the phone with Mykel. Mykel is a nigga I put in charge at my location in Chicago. He's telling me that a bunch of niggas walk past the spot everyday on some sneaky shit.
"Nigga that's why y'all have guns." I semi-yelled.
"I know that boss man. I'm just telling you." He said in a calm manner.
"Fuck you mean you just telling me. Handle that shit before I do." I said hanging up.
I walked to my car and got in to re-group. I will be poppin up in Chicago if this shit don't straighten out in the next 24 hours.
I pulled out of the restaurant parking lot. I was on my way back to the hotel when Laila texted me.
Laila- Call me.
I'll call her whenever I get a chance. Once I finally got to the hotel I hopped out my car. I walked to the elevator and it took forever to come down. When I got off I walked down to my hotel room and walked in. Arianna was laying on the bed on her phone.
"Wassup." I said sitting on the bed.
"What's wrong with you?" She asked setting her phone down.
"Nothing." I said getting on my phone.
I texted Kierra to see what she was doing.
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No Strings Attached
General FictionDating is overrated. At least that's what Kierra thinks. After what her ex did she's completely over relationships...or is she?
