Mad Maxxx by T. Styles

Author:T. Styles
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: urban fiction, dysfunctional family, raunchy, street fiction, t styles, cartel publications
Publisher: Cartel Publications

CHAPTER 15

MAD

See this is the kind of shit that made me hate this dude. Instead of leaving me the fuck alone he gotta pull ignorant moves. I’m in my room trying to get some sleep, when out of the blue Wicked comes in claiming I stole his money. He even had some West Wingers with him that said they saw me walk out of his room. And because I left The Pit early and didn’t have anybody but WB to vouch for me it looked bad.

And now I’m standing in front of Old Man Young and The Parable trying to prove my innocence. I swear if I had somewhere else to go I wouldn’t care. The problem with Wicked lying was that if they found me guilty, then I could be asked to leave. Although The Catacombs belonged to no one, they would make shit hard for anybody who stayed against their will.

No one would talk to you, which I wouldn’t care. You would have to stay in your cubby because every time you’d leave the power would be disconnected and they would trash your place. In the end it wasn’t worth it to defy the laws, but just go with the flow.

“Mad, as you know we take things seriously down here,” Old Man Young said. “And as a member of The Catacombs you are essentially surrendering to our laws. Correct?”

“I guess,” I responded tugging at my baseball cap.

“Well then…we are here to discuss what happened to Wicked’s money. Did you or did you not steal it?”

“I did not,” I said as I stood with my hands clasped behind me. I was trying my best not to use them to choke Wicked out. I didn’t need this shit right now. “And when my money was stolen I didn’t come to ya’ll about it. I took it as a loss.”

“Well you shouldn’t have,” The Parable said. “We would’ve held a meeting and—”

“What?” I asked cutting him off. “Just what would you have done? Nothing,” I yelled. “For all I know this dude stole my money and then went to ya’ll first so I would look bad if I said something. This whole situation is weak.”

“I ain’t steal shit from you, cuz,” Wicked responded with a smirk on his face.

Yeah, he got me for my money.

“WB can vouch that I was in my cubby today.”

“We decided not to allow WB’s testimony because he is your friend and may lie for you.”

“That’s bullshit,” I said pacing the small place in front of me.

“I’m sorry you feel that way,” Old Man Young said. “And although we have warned you all against leaving money in your spaces, we would’ve at least investigated the matter. But you didn’t come to us. Today we’re here on Wicked’s business.”

I gritted my teeth. I hate these funky mothafuckas.

“Wicked, what proof do you have that Mad stole your money?” the Parable asked him.

“My man Daze right here said he saw her.”

“Sir, if it is true that WB can’t vouch for

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