Bittersweet by Quadrik "Krunch" Willis

Author:Quadrik "Krunch" Willis
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Quadrik Willis, urban drama, urban fiction, street fiction, Urban romance
Publisher: Quadrik "Krunch" Willis
Published: 2017-08-07T00:00:00+00:00

“Jig, when I give you the signal, you and Maniac bring these niggas the work. Get the money from them and then you meet Tiana down the road and give her the bag of money to take to Yummy,” said Yaya before she hung up. “Ke-ke anyone of them muhfuckas move wrong or make your finger twitch smoke they ass.” She looked at Ke-ke in the passenger seat and Ke-ke lifted her Gucci bag off the floor of the passenger seat and check the .357 glock she carried then placed it in her lap under a cosmetic magazine she was looking at. It was now 7:09PM. “If they not here in six minutes the deals off and I don’t give a fuck how mad Stick get, real shit.”

“I know that shit right. I could’ve been in the Polo store right now. Me and Klutch going to take pictures in the morning, so I been gonna copp us some his and hers Polo shit ya know,” said Ke-ke.

“Bitch, we still can, da fuck you mean. Look, there he go..I know this nigga did not bring them Maryland niggas, I thought he would bring at least one of his main niggas. Something fishy in the air, be on point,” said Yaya.

“Bitch, you know I am,” said Ke-ke “And I think we should put Klutch and Gunner on, but it’s just a thought.”

“I’ll keep that in mind, I fuck with them. But first, let’s deal with this shit,” said Yaya.

Stick parked his dually and exited the truck followed by Khalil and his brothers. Ke-ke got out of the passenger seat with her bag on her shoulder, but still trying to conceal her gun as best she could. She exited the driver’s seat and grabbed her Prada bag off the back seat, then went to lean on the back of her car. As Stick made his way toward Yaya she said, “For future references, I don’t do late business. And secondly, why are they here? I already told you wha it been hittin for.”

Stick dropped the bag of money by her foot. “Yeah, but that’s not only my money, it’s their’s in there to.”

“Messy, obviously y’all got trust issues if they or whomever don’t trust you with their check. But whatever.” Yaya put her right hand in the air symbolizing a shooting gesture in the air.

Stick and his friends looked confused, then saw a new model Honda Accord pull up with Jig driving and Maniac in the passenger. Jig never put the car in park as he pulled up and Maniac got out then went to the trunk and threw the duffel bag on the ground. Yaya motioned for him to grab the bag at her feet, so Maniac grabbed the bag of money, threw it in the trunk of the Honda Accord, got in the car and they were gone. The whole thing lasted maybe five minutes. Yaya smirked as Ke-Ke placed her gun back in her purse.

“I hope we ain’t got to count that shit,” said Ke-ke.

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