Nine Lives: For the Love of Money by Empress Simone

Author:Empress Simone [Simone, Empress]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Marvelous Leaders Publications
Published: 2016-07-04T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 5

Fast Forward

Flash forward to the present time, the day my boo Hazel called me. She touched down in New York City not too long ago. She was wanting to meet up. Despite the fact I needed a friend to talk with because Misty was so sometimish. Not only that but I still remembered Boogie’s words to me as the cops arrested him the first time around, “Lil Bit, don’t trust nobody.” It was these thoughts that plagued my dreams at night.

Then as I thought about it, this was Hazel, not just an average bitch off the street. She always showed her love for me. She always had my back. She was the only bestie I had in that God forbidden place a year ago. If not for nothing else. I wanted to see her just to talk for old times’ sake.

Rapidly I tried to think of a way to be able to meet her without becoming caught up with the black assassin or any other possible person who’d follow and attack us.

I didn’t see any other option but to tell Hazel to come to Riverdale. I gave her the address and brief directions in case the taxi driver didn’t know how to get to my residence. She told me she’d be here within the hour. I made it my business to run to the supermarket to buy a few groceries. I left Dorah in the room with my momma who was sleeping, went through and locked the front door. An eerie feeling came over me which I shook off.

I made it to the grocery store and back in under forty minutes. Hazel didn’t come through until about an hour later. It was perfect timing though because it allowed me to get a jump on the new recipe I was trying out just for her.

Once she arrived I took her belongings, putting them in the guest room, I screamed out, “I hope you are hungry.”

“Hush all that noise. Dorah and I are trying to nap,” my momma screamed out.

“Sorry, ma’am,” I said.

“Sure I am hungry. You know I wanted to ask you what you were cooking because I smelled the food from outside in the hallway” she replied walking to the back of the apartment. She heard my momma rustling to put on her slippers and cursing under her breath. She was getting up to close the bedroom door as to not disturb Dorah. Before she did she said, “Keep down all the noise, we are sleeping in here.”

“Sorry, Ms. Hunt, it won’t happen again,” said Hazel apologetically.

“I’m sure it won’t,” momma replied then shut the door in our faces.

“Girl, don’t worry about momma. She’s always a crank bucket when she need to sleep. That’s that bipolar though. You know they need their sleep or they ruin the rest of everyone’s day,” I said.

“Now Lil Bit, who you telling about a bipolar person? You know I got that shit too. It’s not a joke the way it makes you feel.

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