Free Shorty Got My Head Gone by China White Page B

somebody stole my shit" I replied

He looked at me and start stroking his goatee with his fingers ''So you telling me you want to work for me"

"Umm I guess" I replied.

"Naw fuck guessing, is you sho' bout this"

"yea" I said, shaking my head up and down

"Ok I got you" he said then snapped his finger signaling one of his workers to go to the back and get something. He came back out with a zip lock bag of coke in his hand and dropped it on the table in front of Rocko. Rocko picked up the bag and handed it to me.

"That 5 G packs in there, I collect every Wednesdays and Friday, if you get off all that by Wednesday I let you have half of the profit"

"And how much would that be," I asked.

"That's 5,000 dollars’ worth of dope, you do the math" He said.

When I did the math in my head I was surprised of how much money I would be making in only 2 nights. I would be making quadruple as much selling coke, then me selling weed. I was low-key excited because this is just what I need to get back on my feet.

I was just about to walk out the trap before some guy stopped me.

"Aye ain't you Baby little sister" he said.

I turned around to look at him "yea"

"Oh word" Rocko said looking at me up and down " Damn for real, all this time I ain't never knew that was your big brother." he said giving me this weird look. "But I'm sorry to hear about your lost tho little momma, Baby was the homie, he was like fam to Me." he said.

"Thank you but it’s cool, it happened three years ago." I said not really wanting to talk about my brother.

"I know it has to be hard for you, losing somebody that close to you. Did they ever catch those niggas who shot him?" he asked

"Naw they haven't but I got to head out, I’ll be back through Wednesday" I said before headed out the door. I can feel them staring at me when I was walking out.

I was about to call Teeko to come pick me up until I realized how the hell I was going to get off this dope. I didn't really know what to do because I had no clientele for this shit. I decided to head to the park across the streets from the projects since there was a lot of junkies and crackheads that hung out there.

When I got there I had no problem getting off this dope. Once one junkie bought a bag from me, I guess Rocko had that good because all the rest of them start flocking to me. Money was running like clockwork.

When I sold half the bag it was about 11 o'clock, so I decided to call Teeko to come pick me up. Right when I was dialing her number I felt some rough hands grab me up from behind. They had their hands over my mouth and a pocket knife to my throat. I couldn't see who it was.

"Don't you dare scream, or I’m kill you bitch
     
     
     

Chapter 8

"Don't you dare say a word, or I’m going to kill you bitch"

My eyes grew big and my heart started pounding out of my chest. I wanted to scream but I was too scared for me life. The man behind me took his left hand from over my mouth and pulled down my hood and snatch my beanie off my head. He still had the knife in his right hand holding it up to my neck.

He start to stroke my hair with his spare hand while sniffing the crease of my neck. I was terrified and didn't know what this mothafucka was up too. He grabbed a hold on my shoulder and spun me around to face him.

"What a pretty young thang like yourself doing out at this time of night" He asked while rubbing his rusty knuckles on the side of my cheeks.

I turned my head from his touch. "It's only eleven sir, but you know what I was just about to head home" I said while taking a few steps back getting ready to turn around to walk off.

He grabbed my hand "Hey hey hey, not so fast sweetheart, where you think you going" he asked pulling me closer to him.

''Nigga I just told you I'm headed home" I said while trying to loosen out of his grip.

"Naw, you ain't going nowhere! What you got there huh" he said while grabbing the bags of coke out my hoodie pocket.

"Can you give me