《S P D》014.
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K'yonii Marie Taylor
"Just hit the east side of the LBC on a mission tryna find Mr. Warren G. See a car full of girls ain't no need to tweak all you skirts know what's up with 2 1 3." I rapped taking a puff from my backwood
It's literally 3 O'clock in the morning and my ass done had an apnoeic attack but this one felt more than 10-30 seconds...Ion like dhet....
The music started to fade away when my mind started to focus on someone banging on my door. Bro...it's 3 in the morning.
I got up slipping a knife into my pocket before walking to the living room to get to the door. I put my backwood on the table putting it out.
Opening the door I seen three of the guys from that friend group I seen when I first got here
"What's up?"
"Hi friend." One said inviting himself in. He was the one that was hyping me up while doing the look like a Ig model thing.
"What y'all doin'?" I scrunched my face up watching the other two walk in. "Oh nothinggg we just wanted to see our new friend." another said looking in my cabinets
"I'm not the smartest person in the world buttt....I think. Mind you I'm not totally sure I think you got the wrong house." I said making the yikes face
"Nah you still got yo cast on I 'member you." the last one said he the one that resembled Kj
"So what you just live by yourself? You ain't got no friends?" boy 1 asked "Mm. You nosey." I mumbled closing the door.
"And you lonely. Don't nobody come in or out this house except them two old nig-you a hoe?" he whispered making me chuckle
"No it's my dad and my-" Almost said uncle hell nah. "Dad friend. Yea." I nodded
"Why is your house so loud. What you be smokin' on?" boy 3 asked me "Top shelf." I shrugged
"You. Boy get out my cabinet ain't shit in there for you." I said to boy 2 "Why its not. It's some zebra cakes in here with my name on it." he lied
"Get yo ass out my cabi-" I got cut off by more people banging on my door "Don't open it yet." Boy 1 whispered
They started tip toeing to the back disappearing into the room then I open the door to police officers. These niggas ain't shit.
"May I help you?" I raised an eyebrow "Have you seen three boys that are known around here as man man, phat phat, and pookie?" the officier asks
"Nah I just moved here." I answered semi-lying because well I ain't know their names.
"Three colored guys one is shorter than the other two. And you haven't seen them?" he asks "Um. No." I blink "Can we check your apartment?"
"Um. No." I blink again hearing a laugh and I tried covering it with a cough. "Ma'am are you hiding them in your home?"
"Nope. But you're interrupting my sleep." I yawn. That indica kickin' in. "We have a right to search your home if you're suspected to have criminals in your home."
"You got a warrant?" I ask "No bu-" "So who gave you the right?" I cut him off with my head to the side "Thank you for your time ma'am sorry." he gave up
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I waited until they fully walked down the stairs to close the door
"Y'all bitches ain't shit. I hope y'all get caught next time." I mumbled when they walked out the room with goofy grins
"What makes you think there'll be a next time?" Boy 3 asks "Um cause why they know y'all hood names?" I say making them laugh
"Seeee nowww you're chasing clout." Boy 2 said eating a zebra cake "You must be phat phat get yo fat ass out my shit."
"Um. No." he said mocking me "Yea that's phat phat. I'm pookie and that's man man." boy 3 said pointing at phat phat and boy 1 who is man man.
"Y'all wanna watch a movie?" Man man asked "Nigga y'all need to leave. The hell." I scrunched my face up
"Why we gotta leave I thought we was friends." Phat frowned "Nobody said that. Like at all." I blinked
"Friend you got a boyfriend?" Man man asked with his hands resting on the side of his face. "You got a boyfriend?" I asked him
"Sorry if I have you confused but I don't roll like that in any kind of way." he said making me shake my head
"She don't got a boyfriend. No boyfriend is lettin' they girlfriend live by themself without atleast spending the night or somethin'." Pookie said
Unless he in jail...
"Y'all can leave now." I mumbled and they all just looked at me "Ehm. Y'all can leave now." I repeat a little louder and they started up a conversation
"Okay. What's y'all favorite colors?" I ask standing in front of them grabbing my backwood off the table putting it behind my ear.
"Apple. You suck dick?" Man Man asked "So red. What about y'all two?" I asked them ignoring his comment.
"Xanadu." Pookie said "Chrome." Phat Phat said with a bag of chips. I nodded walking back into my room
Boyz-In-The-Hood Remix by Eazy E played while I looked in my drawer full of knives. I grabbed 2 red ones, 2 dark green ones since that was the closest thing to xanadu, and surprisingly I had a couple chrome ones.
I peeked my head out the door and stood by the hallway then started to throw the knives at them.
"Ahhh! Wait stawpppp I'ma leave." Man Man said picking up a pillow to protect him while walking to the door then threw it running out
"She tryna to kill us with our favorite colors!" Phat Phat ran out with my whole box of oatmeal cream pie cookies.
"I don't want no problems big dawg." Pookie said with his hands up in surrender while walk "Mhm." I hummed still holding the knife out toward him
"The police comin' backkkkk." Phat whisper yelled running back up the stairs with the oatmeal cookies still in his hands making me move out the way as they ran back up
"Y'all lucky I don't yell." I mumbled closing the door "MAN MAN!" Phat jumped up realizing he wasn't here and ran to the door along with Pookie
Just as he opened the door Man Man had his fist ready to knock and Pookie snatched him inside slamming the door
"Bruh I was finna cry." Phat said bro hugging Man Man. "Awww. Now go jump out the window cause y'all deadass gotta leave." I ruined the moment
"Ummmm. Negative." Phat sat down "You buyin' my snacks back." I say to him and he shrugs "You got a daughter or somethin'?" Pookie asked
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"Nigga I'm 17 the hell. I'm the daughter." I scrunched my face up "Why you got all these kid shows on your netflix?" he asked
"Cause I'm 17. I'm a kid. The fuck." I said snatching the remote from him and he bucked up me making me jump a couple seconds later
"So go to sleep don't you have school in the morning kid?" Man Man said and I mugged him walking to my room
"You just gone leave us in here? What if we runnin' from the police because of a house invasion?" I heard while closing my door
I ain't got shit for you to take the hell.
"Dope onna right now I got the trap jumpin' like Mike John. Got a lil freaky bitch she gone eat the dick she gone let me record." I rapped turning the song up
"YEA MY PHONE FILLED UP BAD BITCHES AND JUNKIES BOY! PUT HER IN ALL TYPES OF POSITIONS PUT HER INNA FIGURE FOUR!" Man Man bussed in my room
"YEA I GOT A THIRTY ON IT STACK AND CARRY ON IT WHO WANT IT BOY?" Pookie came in behind him getting me hyped
"GAVE HER THE HENNY DICK NOW SHE CAN'T RESIST SO SHE CAN'T IGNORE!" Phat Phat came in matching the energy
"I'A SEND THEM HITTERS YO WE RUN DOWN GET TA DUMPIN' ON YA!" I rapped but they're just not....Messiah. Sigh might as well just enjoy.
"I'A TELL 'EM KEEP GOIN' TELL 'EM KEEP GOIN' TELL 'EM KEEP IT GOIN'! AND WHEN THEY ALL DONE TELL 'EM RELOAD TELL BLAST SOME MORE!"
"NEIGHBAHOOD HERO ON MY SIDE TIME I'MA REAL DON! TRAP PHONE BANGIN' ALL DAMN NIGHT MAN THAT SHIT GETTIN' ANNOYIN'! TELL THE BITCH SMOKE THE BANDO PASS IT SHE TURNING ME ON! DOPE ONNA RIGHT NOW I GOT THE TRAP JUMPIN' LIKE MIKE JOHN!" We rapped in unison clapping hard as fuck
It's 4 in the morning...
"So. We get to her house. Finna fuck- you want some?" Phat offered me some of MY skittles in the middle of telling me a story
"I'm good." I mumbled shakin' my head "Oh. So then she pull her pants...then hen her panties." he said while shaking the skittles in his hand before popping him in his mouth and then shaking him again
"I look at her panties. They was white. Seen some brown and red spots I was like 'what is that?'" he said pointing at the ground like they were her panties with a stank face making my eyes widen
"She was like "I'm not even gone lie...'" he trailed off nodding his head making my eyes widen even more "Niggaaa. How you get home?" I asked him
"What you mean?" he asked with his lips to the side "You stayed?" I asked and he nodded making my mouth
"Close ya mouth nie my dick fly in those." he said tossing his head back to eat the skittles making me cover my mouth
I can't wait to tell Siah this shit.
"You fucked?" I asked "Mhm. Told that bitch wash her ass. And she was like what about my period? I said 'Baby...I'ma crip. Don't no blood scare me." he shrugged
"Then...I recorded it you wanna see?" he asked and I shook my head "Nah I'm co- wow okay." I cut myself since he was already showing me
"There he is there's the guy that doesn't open up his ass cheeks in the shower to let the water get in. Just imagine how stinky that ass could be."
"Did you play that out loud?" I asked trying not to laugh "And did ain't no shame in my game." he shrugged turning his phone off.
"Woowwwwa." I dragged shaking my head "Ehem! Can we have your attention?" Man Man called out and we looked toward him and Pookie
"It's time for poetry." Pookie said pulling a stool from the bar out to sit on.
"This one is called Humpty Dumpty." Man Man said I already know this finna be some bullshit they needa go home bruh.
"Humpty Dumpty with the shits." Pookie started
"Humpty Dumpty got like three bitches." Man Man said "That's deep." Phat nodded and I cut my eyes at him and chuckled
"But...Humpty ain't got no dick so how they gone fuck?" Pookie said and stood up walking away like he said the hardest shit ever
Meanwhile Phat Phat and Man Man snapping hard as hell "That motherfucka was hella dope." Phat said mocking Ms. Billingsly from school dance.
"Y'all niggas are dumb as fuck." Messiah would not approve of me being around dumb asses.
"Friend you got covers? I'm tired." Man Man said rubbing his eye
"Nah I sleep under my mattress I 'on't got covers." I mumbled and Phat bussed out laughing along with Pookie making Man Man frowned.
"I think I only got 2 covers though so y'all gone have to share." I mumbled walking into the bedroom across from mine
"I sleep naked I'a be fine." And you could've kept that to yourself
I wouldn't call it a guest bedroom but... I guess we ca' call it a guest bedroom.
I walked in the guest bedroom grabbing the folded covers off of the bed and walked back into the living room throwing the covers at them
"Why you so aggressive? Damn." Pookie frowned "Right like chill li' daddy..." Man Man mumbled
I looked over at Phat Phat who was knocked the fuck out with a half eatin' chocolate bar in his hand and some chocolate on his face
"This nigga." I mumble taking the candy out his hand throwing it away
"Nigga gone eat himself to death." Pookie mumbled "Surprised he ain't fat yet." Man Man said pinching Phat Phat's nose closed
"Stooooop I can't never sleep around you." Phat whined smacking Man Man's hand making Pookie laugh
"Friend what's your name?" Phat asked me "What's your name?" I asked him "Keese." he shrugged
"What's y'all name?" I asked them "X'yon." Man Man said oop- "Keoni." Pookie mumbled now what if- nevermind.
"Now what's yo name?" Man Man smiled at me making me scrunch my face up "Bob." Pookie shrugged
"What's yo name? B. O. B. So they callin' you Bob? Bob? Bob? Bob? Stop playin' nigga you know that I'm known for the bob." Phat rapped while moving his head
"Mmm. My name Yonii."
"Mmchtt we didn't give you a nickname."
"How you know its not my real name?" I question "Mmchtt. Cause. I- I just refuse to believe."
"Y'all started me off with a nickname." I shrugged tossing them the remote "I'm finna got to sleep though." I yawned
"And I farted." I laughed "Mmchtt damn this how you- THAT MOTHERFUCKA STANK....OOOOU IT STANK." Phat cut himself off
Nigga is a clownnnn. El oh el...Messiah gone beat my ass
Right.
I- shhh goodnight.
"FRIEND IT'S HOT!"
Quite frankly my dear I don't give a fuck...
"FRIEND?!"
"Unt un I'm sleep." I mumble to myself
"AHHHHH FRIEND HELPPPPP! HELLLPPPPP!" I just know it's Phat being that loud like what the fuck bro.
I groaned getting out of the bed turning off my LED lights. Walking closer to the door I heard more yelling making me sigh.
I walked out of the room seeing my dad and Meech with belts in their hands wacking the boys with them.
"Who is these lil niggas?" my dad asked "Um. Man Man, Phat and Pookie." I shrugged "Why are they here?" Meech asked
"Cause they runnin' from the police but they tryna act like they my friends." I mumble "We is yo f-"
"Youain'therfuckin'friend." Meech said through gritted teeth cutting Phat off making Pookie cough to hide his laughter
"This is not 1872 y'all can't be wackin' us with no damn belts like y'all massa a' somethin'." Man Man frowned
"Bitch we is massa bow down and be a good peasant." my dad bucked at him with the belt in his hand.
"It's slave but okay." Pookie yawned "Who the fuck asked this Kj lo- ayo why he really look like yo son?" Meech scrunched his face up
"Bruh I know when I came in here I was like 'When Kj got here I just seen him.' Nigga just get your fucking kid dumb ass. She be like "I need money for Xavier." Then she hand you the baby and take the money. You just dumb." Phat shook his head
"Yea that's dumb as fuck." my dad and Meech said in unison and he shrugged walking out the apartment
"WHO THE FUCK HOUSE WAS YOU IN? YOU NOT FINNA HAVE FINNA HAVE MY SON AROUND NO HOES." she yelled
"Damn she gone automatically assume I'ma hoe? What if I was suici-" "Bruh shut up." Meech laughed cutting me off
"I'm just sa-" "Bitch I'm tired of yo motherfuckin' ass talkin' to my broter like you ain't got no sense." Another voice said
"Yonna finna fuck her up." Phat and Pookie hopped up running to the door "Yonaa? Okaaay this is getting weird..." Meech said and my dad was at the door
"Can you buy Siah a jpay?" I asked him ignoring what he said "I just bought him one. As a Christmas gift." he laughed ain't shit.
I then walked out the door seeing her arguing with 'Yonna' then she looked up at me and began to storm up the stairs.
"Man Man you better get yo baby mama." I said to him "Fuck her." he waved me off playing with Xavier and I shrugged
"If y'all wouldn't mind getting off the stairs please." I said when she made it up to me "WHY THE FUC-" "Be careful you by the stairs." I cut her off
"I DON'T GIVE A FUCK WHY IS MY NIGGA IN-" "I'm not yo nigga. You going to hell. Don't ever say no bullshit like that again." Man Man frowned
"This nigga said you goin' to hell. I'm not finna play." my dad laughed
"Yo be careful you're by the stairs." I said again since she started walking up a couple more steps so that she was in my face.
"Hold on." I said holding my finger up as she went to talk feeling my phone buzzed in my pocket "This is a collect call from Mes-" no this bitch didn't smack my phone out my hand
"Ight." I mumbled picking the phone up " -County jail to accept all charges say 'yes' if you do not wish to accept this call say 'no' or hang up." The operator thing said "Yes." I repeat
"Your call is now connecting." the thing said and I put the phone on the fire extinguisher case before putting it on speaker
I turned back to the girl and at this point the whole apartment building was here. I raised my non broken foot and kicked her ass down the stairs hearing oous
"Helloooooooo." Messiah said repeatedly over the phone
"BITCH FUCK YOU! SHE JUST KICKED ME DOWN THE STAIRS AND Y'ALL WATCHED? FUCK ALL Y'ALL!" she yelled
How you get kicked down the stairs still talking shit? Hell.
"I said be careful you by the stairs." I shrugged and some bussed out laughing while others helped her. I took the phone off speaker and grabbed it
"Hel-" "Hi Siahhh." I dragged smiling walking in the house "Hiii." he said making me chuckle "What just happened though?" he asked
"Um. I kicked someone down the stairs." I said with my lips to the side. "That's why you said 'I said be careful you by the stairs'? You ain't shit." he laughed
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