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Angel Santos in mm.

ALONZO

After I got out from my shower I walk into the room and see everything cleaned up. Only thing different is a note taped to the headboard.

"Sorry for my intrusion, and I thank you for the wonderful night. I hope you feel better as well."

~Gabe

I ball it up and throw it in the trash. I just wanted to forget it. Maybe I was overreacting, all he did was sleep with me. I attempt to forget it all and head into the kitchen. I was starving.

After failing to find anything in the kitchen, I decide on ordering something to eat, settling for pizza. While I waited, I allowed my mind to drift to Ray, oh how I'd missed him..

RAY

"Is he ready for the deal tonight, yes or no?!" I yell through the phone. Tonight was our last night in town, we had already spent the other days partying and preparing so we have to make sure this deal goes down tonight. The pressure was definitely on tonight and everything needed to go according to plan. So we already had all the weed weighed and packaged, we that all in one bag. In another bag I had a couple guns. Nines, pistols, the whole thing.

This was a startup business, so they needed a lot of help, along with protection. And that's where we came in. I look at the clock and see its only 3 and that left a couple of hours until we ultimately had to leave. The deal was set to go down at 7, and then we would take hit the road back home straight after that. We were meeting this kid, Angel, he was about our age, actually younger. Recently turned 17, rich boy who somehow got mixed into the life of selling drugs. Now, I shouldn't be selling him anything but money was money. Dre walked back in the room after packing most the stuff in the car.

"Yo you ready?"  Dre asks from the door and I nod in agreement before grabbing my bag off the chair and following him out the door. I got my phone and wallet in my pocket and my keys were in my hand so after one last check I wasn't forgetting anything, I walk down stairs from the condo and throw my bag in the trunk. I hop in the passenger side since I plan on being on my phone for the most part and hand Dre the car keys. He starts the car and we pull out of our temporary home. He hadn't asked me about last night, when he heard Zo verse to our song. All he did was go to his room and go about his business. A part of me was glad but then another wanted to talk, I just couldn't go through what I had with my ma.

The hotel we were living in fades and becomes smaller and smaller as Dre continues to drive. After this deal I'm home to see Zo.

___

We pull up to the club finally so I lock my phone so I can get out and start getting to work. The faster this happens the faster I can get home.

Dre pops the trunk of our car and I stare at everything. So we had 2 bags of drugs, and 2 bags of guns, all that should be worth at least $250,000, or around there. I load up a gun and stash it on me, things can go wrong so I gotta be prepared, I notice out the corner of my eyes Dre does the same before grabbing 2 bags and I repeat his action. When I finally look up at the club I notice it's bigger than I expected. This was not just a ordinary club. It was big like a business building, but with club features. Neon lights, big neon signs, music blasting, the smell of fog and alcohol and even the few people outside in their most revealing of clothes.

We walked up to the bouncer to find out where we're supposed to go. He informed us to walk around back and  someone would be waiting. We do as told and see a man waiting for us. He was a tall, brown skin man with dreads. He looked kinda buff, and his dreads were tied up. He nodded when we approached him and opened the door immediately.

After we walked in we heard him tell us a few instructions.

"Upstairs, all the way at the end of the hall is his room."

We listened and walked slowly towards the room at the end of the hall. The hallway was dimly lit but had enough light to where you weren't completely blinded. It made the walk towards the room very eery. Me and Dre share one last look before we walk into the room full of men.

All conversation stops and they all turn their heads towards us. Most men looked like guards, faces hard like stone, expressions stoic and disinterested. 

All of them surround one boy in particular, a light skin youthful looking boy. He smiles brightly when he sees us and orders some men to leave. The follow his order and he sits down at his desk, one similar to Ty's, except this one is more...expensive looking.

He looks over at one of his men and orders him over towards him.

After a few low whispers he looks back towards us.

"Sit down sit down." He orders. "Did you bring it?" He asks eagerly looking down towards the bags in our hands. "Can I see?" He asks politely and holds his hands out for one of the bags.

"Where da money?" Dre asks aggressively, probably attempting to make the boy fear him. The boy only laughs and leans back in his chair.

"Tráelo!" He yells and another man comes from the back with 2 suitcases. Dre let's out a chuckle and reaches forward for the suitcases making all the men pull out their gun towards him. Me, reacting quickly pulls out my gun and aims it at the boy, making him stare at me blankly. He sits back down and orders everyone to put their guns down. He opens the suitcase and shows us the money making Dre face light up once again. He looked like a kid on Christmas.

I place my cases on top of the desk and present it to him, allowing him to look through and check everything is as he wanted. He smiles and laughs joyously.

"Yesssss." He yells, snapping his fingers in the air while drawing out the s.

He finally opens up his mouth to talk after a brief silence and signals his men to place the bags of money on our side of the desk.

"Thank you very much, it has been a pleasure doing business with you." He concludes and laughs childishly. I notice a Spanish accent when he speaks and it reminds me of when Zo was speaking Spanish to me when we-

"Reg, get up let's go nigga!" Dre yells snapping his fingers in my face. I swat his hands out my face and get up to leave. Turning around I nod at Angel one last time before heading out.

We walk back the way we came and make it to our car and throw the money in the back before jumping in the car. I feel my phone vibrate and it's a text from Zo. I smile before opening it and letting out a low chuckle.

Zo💓👅: I can't wait till you get back today 😣😋.

"Is that him?" I hear the deep voice of Dre ask from the drivers side of the car.

"Alonzo?" I ask, to make sure before answering. "Who else bruh? You and him always talking."

"Um, yeah this him." I hesitated, "He was-"

"Yo you ain't gots to explain yourself, I already know the real, just make sure don't nobody else know."

"What you mean by that?" I ask, the message he was tryna send was coming off shady as fuck, I felt myself getting defensive.

"You know jot everybody gon be OK wit dat and-"

"And you are?" I interrupt, trying to get him to say what he was trying to say.

"It ain't my business, and no, I ain't got no problem, but the hood might. That's all I'm saying."

I nod and sit back after hearing what he was telling me. He was right though. All he did was confirm my past insecurities, I was asking questions I already knew the answers to. All my past fears came back to me, the not being accepted by the hood, the having to decide between the streets or Zo, all this came rushing back, running through me dimming all light. The dark was consuming, and I already felt myself reverting back to my old ways.

OK DON'T DRAG ME😩

I love y'all so much I'm not gon even lie. I was too lazy and still debating where I wanted to go with the book. 😇 I procrastinated so much and I still don't even like this chapter like that. 😣

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