Forever My Trap Queen 2 by Ameerah Cooper

Author:Ameerah Cooper [Cooper, Ameerah]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: David Weaver Presents
Published: 2016-01-07T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

Love and Loyalty

“Ayo’ my G, what’s good wit Malachi?” Monty asked standing over Rolex, spotting him while he lifted the three pounds of weight over his face and shoulders.

“One hunnit,” he said struggling to lift that last rep, “bruh been tripping ever since his lawyer came to see him the other day. He says he hit him with three year bid ̶,”

Monty cut Rolex off in mid-sentence, “Bruh, three years? Man he acting like his bitch died or something.”

“Nah slim, the lawyer told him it would get shortened to three years if he sell out his connect. If not he facing ten years,” he shook his head, getting up from the bench to let Monty to do his three sets of reps.

“Damn what’s good with these Jersey niggas snitching? Man where I’m from we do our time and that’s it,” Monty shook his head.

“Bruh, Malachi not no snitch,” he said confidently.

“Yeah nigga? You talking like you know the nigga personally.”

Monty hated when a nigga dick ride.

“He was raised up around nothing but drug dealers and gorillas, man. He respect the G-code. Besides, his old lady left him stanking. He could have been snitched for a shorter sentence.”

“Word, so his bitch got him knocked?” Monty asked.

“Nah, honestly I don’t know. Word on the streets she was the plug and the Feds came looking for her and Malachi took the rap for everything. He loved that girl to death man.”

He shook his head.

“Yeah, man she must have been something for nigga to be willingly to sit in prison for the next ten years. Bitch must have a golden pussy.”

He shook his head counting his reps out loud.

“Man, if I had a woman like the woman he had, I wouldn’t be in here,” Rolex stated.

“Man, you talking like she the next Griselda Blanca?”

“Man, she is! In the bird you hear mad stories about his old lady,” he got excited talking about her.

“Man, I ain’t following you up. Fuck that shit. Let’s get money, three more reps!” Monty shouted.

Although he didn’t engage in anymore talk about Malachi’s woman, he was curious as to who she was but he’d rather got all the information he needed to know from the source.

“What’s good, big bruh?” Malachi dapped Rolex showing him respect.

“What’s up Chi, you good?” He asked seeing that Malachi hadn’t left his cell in a few days.

“Yeah, I am good,” he stated.

“Yo’ fellas, I got some good news,” Monty walked up to them, sounding cocky.

“Man, go ‘head,” Rolex shook his head.

“I just got back from my visit with my lawyer and I am getting released tomorrow,” he smirked, looking into Malachi’s eyes.

Malachi didn’t say shit. He wasn’t feeling Monty lately. Everything about his vibe wasn’t genuine.

“Word,” was all Rolex could say, feeling guilty for involving Monty into Malachi personal business.

“Yeah, your boy will be on the next thing smoking back to Dade County,” Monty paused.

“Ayo, turn that up.”

Rolex shouted to one of the inmate’s across the room for him to turn the television up. Usually he didn’t like watching the news.

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