Street Dreams by K'wan

Author:K'wan [K'wan]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: St. Martin's Press
Published: 2011-06-30T17:08:11+00:00

16

Trinity strolled across 125th Street with her girls Alex and Joyce. The sun was shining and her boo-boo had given her three thousand dollars to go get herself some items for the summer. The streets had been good to Rio over the last few weeks. He in turn was good to her. His career change was benefiting both of them nicely.

“Girl,” Joyce said. “You got a rack of shit.”

“I know it,” Trinity said, shifting one of her bags. “I really appreciate y’all helping me with all this.”

“Trinity,” Alex said. “Cut it out. You know you my girl and I’m gonna hold you down.”

“I know that's right,” Joyce butted in. “And the Coach bags you bought us didn’t hurt none.”

Trinity caught Joyce's slick-ass remark, but didn’t follow up on it. Rio showed Trinity love and she in turn showed love to her peoples. That's how it went with Trinity. Alex was her girl, so she was gonna live regardless, but she bought Joyce a bag just for being there. The comment she made just proved what Trinity already knew. Joyce was a low-end bitch who wasn’t used to anything.

“T,” Alex said. “You sure know how to shop.”

“I had a lot of catching up to do,” Trinity said. “It's been so long since I been shopping, I needed a little bit of everything.”

“Shit, I think you got that and then some.”

“I know that's right,” Joyce said. “Rio is setting you out, girl. Since he hooked up with Prince full-time, he's that nigga. You better get him for all he's worth before some other bitch try and slide up in your spot.”

“Look, Joyce,” Trinity said, a little irritated. “Just because Rio's had a little good fortune, don’t move me. We’ve been down for each other since before he was getting money. Our relationship ain’t hardly based on material things. I would love him if he didn’t have a pot to piss in. Sure, the money helps, but that ain’t what we about. And as far as another bitch sliding up in my spot, I ain’t worried about it. Cause even if he did decide to play his self and slip one of these bitches a little dick, they ain’t me. Ain’t a bitch out here that can take my spot.” Trinity made sure she was staring directly at Joyce when she said the last part.

Joyce caught the venom in Trinity's voice, but let it ride. Trinity might’ve thought she was the queen, but a nigga was going to be a nigga regardless. She could prance around and act like she had her shit tight, but Joyce was an authority on other people's men. Once a bitch came along with a fatter ass or a better head game, Rio's tail would be wagging like the rest of them.

Trinity and her team made another pit stop at Dr. Jay's, off of Seventh Avenue. Trinity needed a pair of Timbs to go with the jeans she had bought. When they got upstairs there was a group of guys doing a little shopping of their own.

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