It is What it is: A Hood Love Story II - Secrets by Ivory B

Author:Ivory B. [B., Ivory]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance, Urban, Fiction
Publisher: Ebony & Ivory Publishing
Published: 2015-09-30T16:00:00+00:00

Pay the Piper

Real navigated his Range through the snowy streets of Baltimore two days after one of the biggest Nor’easter’s the East Coast had experienced that year. He looked up and down the streets in utter awe. The streets were like a ghost town. The weather had even scared the D boys off the blocks. There wasn’t a corner nigga in sight hugging the block and that was epic in Baltimore known as the Crack Mecca. What caught Real’s attention was that the few Chinese restaurants they had passed were even closed.

“Damn mah dude you peeped that? Not even the mufuckin Chinks is open. Now that shit right there is epic. You know them niggaz about they gwap. They open every day, even national holidays. Thanksgiving, Christmas, New years, shit if we was under attack by Martians them mufuckas would still be open serving pork fried rice and chicken wings out this bitch,” Real said. Meat doubled over with laughter. The shit Real was kicking was pure comedy but real talk to the fullest.

There was a light flurry of snow falling from the sky coating the already abundance of snow on the roads. Real had the custom stereo down low on his sound system as he waited for a call back from a dude named Slim who was his B-More contact. Meat took a hard hit of the blunt and let the smoke fill his lungs before he exhaled out his nostrils. The purple haze had him feeling good right now.

“Ayo he still ain’t hit you back?” Meat asked already knowing the answer.

“Nah I don’t even know the kid, it’s some nigga Los know, apparently he gon help us get this package so we can be on our way back to Philly…You see that shit son! Yo this shit is crazy! What the fuck? The only thing out here is crackheads.”

Crackheads were wading through the deep snow in search of their next hit. It didn’t surprise Meat one bit that they didn’t take a day off.

“Fuck is they doin wit shovels?” Real asked with his face screwed up.

“Gettin they hustle on, tryna make a quick buck for that next get high. You know they see somebody stuck in they driveway or in the streets they’ll dig they asses out for a few bucks.” This was nothing new to Meat after spending some of his earlier days hugging the blocks he’d experienced his share of crackheads and knew about the many hustles they had. Real was becoming slightly impatient knowing that he still had at least a 4 hour drive back to Philly in this snow. He was just about to call his contact again when a Ford Explorer came creeping up the street. The truck came to a stop and the windows rolled down exposing a slim dark skinned man with braids.

“I’m Slim, I already peeped the PA license plates so I know y’all Los peoples. How can I be of assistance to you in my hood today?” Real smirked a little, picking up on Slim’s B-more accent.

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