Don't Leave Me(Polo G)

Chapter fourteen

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Nahla Reese

"What happened" I semi yelled as I reached the block

"I don't know Polo walked away with Jayla and then moments later 12 pulled up and started tweaking and booked his ass bro" Blast said shaking his head

"Where that bitch? Where she at bro" I asked looking around.

"Nahla don't do none that can get you booked too"

"Fuck that. That bitch probably set his ass up but he's too pussy whipped to see it" I told them walking away looking everywhere for her

I started jogging when I heard them yelling my name but I ain't even bother to stop. I was on a mission.

I spotted her trying to leave the block so I took off running. Once I reached her I grabbed her shoulder turning her around decking her shit two times causing her shit to start leaking

"Bitch" Her friends said trying to get me but everyone got in front of me

"Ya'll jumping shit over here so get ya'll asses off our block before ya'll get touched" Blast said causing them to mug him before walking away getting in an uber

"I gotta go" I told them as I took off running home

I needed to get home so one of my brothers could help me go get him out since I couldn't cause I wasn't 18 yet.

"Lala wait up damn" Paris yelled catching up to me.

We hit a right and picked up our pace since we were literally a few steps away from my apartment.

I opened the door running inside down the hall until I reached my apartment. I opened the door seeing Dre and Tez in the living room.

"What you doing back so early and I thought I told you to call me?" Tez said

"I know but they booked Mir and I need to bail him out. Can ya'll please help me" I pleaded

"Lala don't you think that's his mama's job?" Dre asked

"No his mama can't find out until he's out. Help me please" I took a seat next to them begging

"Let me call and see wassup but most likely he's gonna not gonna be able to get out until tomorrow morning cause it's past office hours" Dre said as he got up walking out to call

"What happened?" Tez asked

"I don't know before we knew it he was getting thrown in the cop car" Paris said

By now tears were running down my face at the thought of Mir in a jail cell with nobody to help him if he's in trouble.

And the way cops treat young black males makes it even worst because he could be going through hell right now and I can't help him.

"Chill sis he's gonna be good ight? We gonna get him out tomorrow"

"He's being held until tomorrow but his bail is 1500 so unless you have that amount you gonna have to tell his parents" Dre told me

I shook my head getting up grabbing Paris hand dragging her to my room.

"Damn chill girl"

"I need you to cover for me" I told her as I went in my closet grabbing the weed Mir left here

"Nahla fuck are you gonna do?" Paris asked with concern evident in her voice

"Ima sell this shit. I'll use the money I make to bail him out along with all my birthday and holiday money I get. I'll save the money he needs to give the dude and then use the rest to bail him out" I shrugged stuffing everything in my bookbag.

I hurried up changing into an all black outfit before grabbing the bag.

"Nahla don't do this. We can find another way"

"Who else is gonna give us almost 800?" I asked but she didn't say nothing. "Exactly now cover for me because I ain't coming back until I get at least 600" I told her hopping out my window.

I looked around making sure nobody was looking before I started walking around the building hitting the streets.

I didn't know how I was gonna do it but I know I was gonna do whatever it takes to get the money I needed because Mir was coming home tomorrow no matter what.

I went to his corner posting up like he usually did every night. Being around him and my brothers I learned all the ropes to the streets.

I also learned how to finesse a couple niggas. Mir had about 15 grams packed up and about 5 eighths.

"Wassup baby girl you new or some?" This dude asked licking his lips

"I might be. What you need baby?" I smirked watching him undress me with his eyes

"How much for an eighth?" He asked

"For you? 50"

"50? You joking right? I can get that shit somewhere else for 45 even 30"

"Aye a girl gotta make a come up somehow right?" I shrugged

"Ight let me get an eighth then but I need your number with it"

"Deal" I smirked taking his phone

I put in my number passing his phone back taking the 50 before handing him the eighth

He called the number making sure it was mine.

"You got the right number" I laughed showing him my ringing phone

"Ight bet be safe baby girl" He smiled walking away.

I laughed watching him walk way until he was no longer in my view. I took my phone out blocking his number sliding my phone back in my pocket.

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It's been a few hours and so far I only made 450. Some of these niggas ain't as stupid as I thought they were gonna be.

I needed about $400 more to go and at this rate I was gonna be able to get them by the time everyone wakes up.

I looked around knowing that the only way I was gonna get the rest was by hitting a lick.

I walked down the street looking around hopefully seeing another nigga on the block selling cause those were the ones with the money.

After a few blocks I seen this dude posted on the block. I slid my ski mask down adjusting it.

I looked around before I slowly made my way to him making sure not to be seen. I walked around so I could get him from the back.

I waited a few minutes before taking my glock out running to him wrapping my arm around his neck as tight as I could cutting air from hitting his lungs.

"Give me all your shit nigga and I won't shoot"

He reached into his pocket handing me the stash of cash. I grabbed it shooting him in the leg before taking off running.

When I hit the corner I heard someone yell before shots were let off

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