I heard the door unlock and I quickly gathered my books and homework up ready to move into my room. Just as I turned to go down the hallway and into Richè’s guest room I heard my name being called.
“Nyelle wait…” I turned around and saw Richè standing there with Marcus. I pressed my lips together forcing a smile.
“I’ll see yall later. Hey Ny.” Marcus said, calling out to me. I waved hello to him and set my things down on the dining room table. He left just as quickly as he came leaving me and Richè alone.
“We need to talk.” She said sighing and closing/locking the door behind her.
“About?” I asked softly. Since our fight I hadn’t spoken to or really seen her for almost two weeks. We just moved around each other. I’d come home and find dinner cooked and in the fridge or on the stove for me. Every other morning there was money left out for me and my clothes were always washed and folded on my bed at the end of every day but that was it. There was no direct contact between us.
“Everything. First let me say that I’m sorry for hitting you and I never should have done that. I completely overstepped my boundary.” She said to which I nodded.
“I accept your apology Rich...I was wrong too. I shouldn’t have said what I said or taken advantage of the fact that you let me do whatever I want.” I admitted looking away guiltily. It was true, Richè was so chill that I kind of got carried away with not going to school or doing my work.
“If you’re not happy here Nyelle just say so okay? I’d rather you live with mom and dad and be miserable there but still like me. Then to have you live with me and hate me.” She said tearing up at the mention of me hating her. I sighed and shook my head Richè was always the more sensitive one of the two of us.
“I don’t hate you Rich. I just didn’t like that you tried to check me, but I needed to be checked. We were both wrong in some ways but I think we can move past that. Forgive me?” I asked opening my arms up for a hug. She sniffled and nodded moving forwards and giving me a super tight hug.
“I love you sister.” She mumbled against my curls.
“I love you too sister.” I replied with a soft giggle. “Now get off of me before the neighbors think I actually like you or something.”
“Brat.” She laughed before letting me go. “Now let’s go get something to eat, my treat. I feel like I’ve missed out on so much.” I nodded my head and ran to my room to get my purse, happier than ever to have my sister back.
“Aye Quis we gotta talk man.” Marcus said to me just as we had finished yet another drop. It seems like we’ve been making more and more over the last couple of weeks.
“I gotta talk to you to my mans.” I replied reclining the passenger seat of his car and looking over at him waiting for him to speak.
“Let me go first and then once you hear me out, tell me what you gotta say. Aigh? It’s important.” He said licking over his lips and glancing around outside before sighing. “Caiden is a snake.”
“I could’ve told you that shit dawg.” I replied with a laugh as I shook my head to myself. I had been saying this shit since day one, and niggas was just now becoming hip to the fact? Nah.
“Well I always knew I just had to play dumb so I wouldn’t make shit hot. This whole expanding territory shit is just a cover up plot. I’m really gunning to get this nigga eliminated and let him get his ownself caught up.” Marcus continued on speaking, I reached up and scratched my beard as I listened.
“So you knew from jump he was a fraud, but you played it off like you ain’t know so that you could get him comfortable enough before you off his shit?” I asked trying to make sure I was comprehending properly. I laughed as he nodded. “Marcus YOU a snake!” I joked.
“You know I ain’t no snake nigga. I’m more of an exterminator, getting rid of the snakes you feel me?” He joked back causing us both to chuckle.
“Wait so he was behind Keem’s jumping then?” I asked
“Yup someone on the inside told me he was the one who organized it. He figured getting to Keem would get to us and have us paranoid and shit.” Marcus explained.
“Punk ass motherfucker.” I muttered shaking my head before sighing. “Well I’m glad you aint really a fool. You had me worried for a minute fam, I thought I was the only one seeing this nigga.” I said shaking my head. “You know he’s been trying Richè right?”
“What?” Marcus said frowning deeply and looking over at me. I nodded my head as if to answer his question.
“Yeah fam, he been pushing up on her and she been shutting him down but I just thought you should know.” I responded licking over my lips and glancing out the window as the car grew silent.
“That’s crazy imma have to talk to her. But anyways what was it you wanted to talk to me about?” He asked me. I twisted my lips to the side as I thought about how I was gonna tell him. I then figured I might as well just spit it out.
“I’m thinking about quitting Marcus.” I said before turning to him and watching his reaction trying to get a sense of what exactly he was feeling.
“Qutting?” Was all he said.
“Yeah quitting. I’m thinking about taking a step back and getting a legitimate job to support Dej and my son. This shit is getting to risky, especially with niggas like Caiden in the game.” I explained sighing as I spoke. “I have a family to look out for my nigga, this street shit lasts but it’s not guaranteed I will. Supposed I had been the one that got jumped? What would you tell Dej? My son? This shit isn’t a game Marcus.”
“I hear you Quis but you don’t have to quit. There’s other shit you could do, we could find other shit for you to do. You’re my brother man and this is a family business, we could work with you. You don’t have to quit though.” He said but I wasn’t sure how I felt. I wasn’t sure if I wanted this shit anymore.
“Ion know Marcus, I could stay at the shop and work there. But the drops and stuff? Ion want no parts in that anymore. No illegal shit for me. I’m about to be somebody’s father, that’s not the kind of world I want to bring my seed in. A world where I’m a drug-dealer and a thug. That shit will ruin my family, you saw what happened to Dej. She would never admit it but when I leave at night she cries, because she doesn’t know if I’m going to come back. Ion wanna put my family through that anymore man.”
“Nah I respect it Quis. You don’t have to drops anymore or anything that puts your family at risk, you can stay at the shop. Just know that you’ll always be associated with that lifestyle though, it doesn’t go away just because you want it to. Niggas are gonna test you, especially once they find out you’re out the game. You’re a legend fam.” Marcus said shaking his head.
“Well when it comes to that we’ll deal with it.” I replied coolly. He wasn’t saying anything I didn’t already know or think about. All he was doing was making me realize how important it was for me to get out of this shit.
“Well it’s looking like this was our last drop together.” He said sadly holding his fist out to me. I dapped him up and chuckled darkly.
“It’s been a pleasure doing business with you my brother.” I replied.
“Aigh well let’s get you home to your family, don’t want Dej up worried about you.” He joked.
“Yeah she’ll be happy I’m home early.” I said as he pulled off. The car ride back to my place was a silent one. Not silent in a bad way, but it was definitely a significant silence.
“Quis man?” Marcus said as parked outside my house.
“I’m proud of you man. Do the right thing for all of us that can’t.” He said. I nodded in response staring straight ahead at the moon above us.
“I got you.” I said before dapping him up once more and climbing out of the car, heading upstairs to my family.
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