Signed to The Streets [UPDATED]

chapter four

SIGNED TO THE STREETS

"my life used to be jump shots and sticking D. Life overwhelmed me i said fuck school and hit the streets. I devoted my life to the corner just so I can get a G
                                          - Polo g

LEVEL UP

||EAST HARLEM, NY||

Mikhail strolled down the dark street that was only illuminated by the street lights with Rahiam to the left of him. It was around ten at night when Mikhail and Rahiam made their way to the blue sky deli to get them something to fill their empty stomachs. It was a Deli that they had been going to since they were shortys, ordering the same sandwich every single time.

"You shot that nigga fa'real son?" Rahiam questioned with disbelief in his tone.

"Hell yeah b, I think I kilt that nigga. I was like FA!FA!FA!" Mikhail said while using his finger as a gun, "That nigga body dropped mad quick." Rahiam opened the door of the deli while informing Mikhail, "...damn son, you really showed that nigga huh? You know if he rat on you ya' ass gone do some time."

"Ion care. That nigga just like his bitch ass pops, always snitchin' an shit. Rat ass nigga." Mikhail said while doing motions with his hand.

Rahiam shook his head. "You buggin' out son talm bout you ont' care. You gone care when you brushin' ya teeth wit' toilet water."

Mikhail chuckled. "Yeah right, my pops gone get me right out that jam, you know that nigga got connections."

"If that nigga alive he gone be talkin' mad crazy to his peoples knowin' damn well he was shakin' out his fuckin' shoes." Rahiam stated causing Mikhail to die out in laughter. Every moment they shared together was cherish-able, they always kept one another laughing. Mikhail always felt like Rahiam was the little brother he never had, Rahiam had two older sisters but Mikhail had no siblings at all.
The restaurant wasn't packed at all so the both of them ordered their food with no problem. Mikhail order him a sauerkraut roast beef sandwich with a side of pickles while Rahiam ordered him a Philly cheesesteak sandwich with a side of cheese fries.

As they waited for their food, Rahiam noticed how spaced out and distant Mikhail was becoming, "Yo, son you good? You all zoned out and shit, wassup wit' that?" He asked.
Mikhail darted his eyes at Rahiam breaking his gaze, he shook his head no, "I gotta tell you some mad fucked up shit." Mikhail confessed. Mikhails head was heavy every since the situation with Archie happened, he hadn't opened his mouth to nobody about what happened but of course he planned on telling Rahiam.
When he heard certain loud noises it triggered his memory causing him to visualize Archie pulling the trigger on the opposition.
He was up for nights, even when he did get some sleep he always had nightmares worse than you could imagine.