glock bond.| key glock

7. cheer up

a month later...

emiko.

i went over my hair a couple more times before approving of it. the club is the last place i wanted to be right now but i gotta get my coins period.

i grabbed everything i needed before heading out to my car. once i got in i started it up connecting my phone. nba youngboy soon came blasting through the speakers.

I'ma say I'm sorry for all of the shit that I had did
And I'm thankful for that shit that you had done while we was kids
Been puttin' my soul up in this music and I'm hopin' that you hear it
I'm steady screamin' 4K Trey, I'm tryna split a nigga wig

i drove the distance to the club bopping my head along to the music.

"You really mad that you can't fuck with me
You X'd me out, you ain't have to fuck with me
Nigga, why you came to fuck with me?" i sang along

i vibed to a couple more songs before i finally made it. i parked in my usual spot and hopped out.

"heyyyy girl! i haven't seen you in forever" one of the bottle girls Stasi said

i giggled "yea it do feel like that"

"bitch come here" Lex said pulling me to the side

"girl you gripping me up like i'm yo child or something" i said

she didn't say anything, she just showed me her phone. i immediately rolled my eyes giving her phone back.

"why is he texting me?" she asked

"because i'm not talking to him"

"why?"

"cause he's a bitch ass nigga"

"well whatever he did he said he's sorry" she said

"he can shove the sorry right up his ass"

"bitch you're ruthless" Lex giggled
•••

glock.

i pulled up to club PLAY with Woo, Dolph and a couple other mufuckas. this shit was jumping as usual.

i really didn't even wanna come here but i guess Woo had some lil bitch he was suppose to meet. i damn near might as well move to miami i'm here so damn much.