"hey, what's going on? glock ain't answering my phone calls but i see all this stuff on the shade room" i said
"yea honey he told me to give you a call cause he couldn't reach you i guess and wanted to know what was going on. but you know that boy ain't gone stay in there"
i giggled "i'm sure he's not, i wanna apologize too cause this ain't how we should be meeting or first communicating i guess i should say"
she chuckled "markeyvius act like he can't bring nobody around. always wanna keep things a secret but wanna be all in my business" she smacked her lips "talking about "ma, you don't need no man, i'll take care of you""
"he so irra" i chuckled
"well i'll let you go sweetie, if i talk to him i'll let him know we talked and everything's okay"
"okay, thank you and it was nice talking to you" i smiled as if she could see
once we finished up our conversation, i had finally made it back to my apartment. i sat waiting for a response from glock since i still hadn't heard from him.
after working a shift at the club i felt so guilty now.
glock.
"you're free to go" the officer spoke unhand-cuffing me
"yea that's what i thought" i mugged
i walked through the building making my way towards the exit.
i walked out to see fat with his phone out recording
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"bitch i'm bonding right out, ian broke" i laughed
fat laughed "they bitch asses"
"nigga how you get released before me" i questioned
"man you know they wasn't tryna book me, you the famous one. they was just on bullshit to begin with"
we hopped in the car speeding off.
"you heard from emiko?" i asked
"nah bro, but word around she at the club" he said
