Page 38 of Meek: Chasing That Gangsta Love
We were lucky,real lucky because throughout this entire ordeal we only dealt with the police once. It was proven that Meek was defending himself; we both were cleared. It was sad that we got judged constantly but I guess that was life. It was no doubt in my mind that doc thought every other bad thing about Meek’s life over anything positive because of a circumstance. Mya drove all way to the house and got out when we arrived leaving Meek and I sitting in the Benz truck she drove today.
“So,what’s up Kish, talk to me baby.” He said.
I really didn’t wantto stress him but fuck it. “You’re mom has been coming around since you got shot and it hasn’t been pleasant. She’s been coming around threatening me and cursing me out. We got into it bad earlier; the lady even called me a young dick sucker in front of everybody at the hospital and was calling dibs for all of your belongings just in case you didn’t live.”
He stared out the window.“And you ain’t tell me this?”
“I didn’t wantto stress you while you were trying to get better.”
“Who the fuckdoes she think she is to be coming in my life trying to run shit? How the fuck she even got this address?”
“I really don’t know,but she blames me for you getting shot.”
Meek didn’t respondto that; I wondered why. He assured me over and over that he was perfectly fine and he didn’t blame me.
“You don’t blame me, right?”
“Of course I don’t,I told you that.” He replied.
“How you feeling about us?”I asked him.
“It’s all about us.You know that.” He said finally looking into my eyes. “And thanks for putting that money on Reesie’s books for me. That was some real shit and very thoughtful.”
“You’re welcome baby.”
Mya lefta short while after we ate the food and cleaned up so Meek and I could have some alone time. We were both sprawled out on our King size bed watching ‘John Wick’. I had on a sports bra and a pair of panties while Meek lay with his head resting on my thighs.
“How you feeling?”I asked.
“I’m cool baby,I feel perfectly fine and back to normal besides my voice fucking with me from all those tubes. I’m good though.” He said. “Ready to get out of this house.”
“I think you should chill.”I told him. “Take your time.”
“No such thingas chill when its money to be made baby. I gotta get out there and get it.” He said.
“So,if you’ll be slowly moving around then I guess I should just shorten the time that I took off from school.”
“Get back to school Kish,that shit is much more important than anything else. I gotta meet up with Demond tomorrow and see what’s up with these cars. Maybe invest and go half with him and shit. Whatever it takes to get the money.”
I sighedand continued watching the movie. I was hoping to spend time with him, but I understood. I dozed off and woke up the next morning to get back to the basics while Meek did his thing.
CHAPTER 16
“Yo Demond!” I called out for him sitting behind his oakwood desk in the back of his auto shop. I’d just got finished doing a huge transaction with him for all the coke I had hidden away, and I was gonna be straight. I could’ve sold it myself, but I wasn’t into the dope, I was into the money, but not the dope. I let him handle that while taking a nice portion of the money and investing in the shop. I was about to play a major role and now instead of just selling, we would be renting these shits out as well. Luxury only though, when the ballers came to visit Miami; they can get the cars and the goods if they were into that, a one-stop shop.
He walkedin with a sandwich from subway in his hands. “You aiight back here nigga? You ain’t out of breath and passed out and shit, are you?” He joked sitting across from me.
“Nah man,my throat a lil sore but that’s it. I’m good, as long as I take it easy.” I said clearing my throat. “But look, everything is everything. The insurance guy is coming with all the insurance packets tomorrow and that’s it.”
He kickedhis feet up and took a bite from his sandwich while nodding his head. “Right, right, that’s the final step.” He said. “How’s Kish?”
“Man,she okay, I heard about the shit my mama pulled. Kish told me.”
“Yeah,that shit was pretty fucked up. I’m cool though, I’ll never judge anybody. Shit, I came from a good family with both my parents and still found myself in fucked up situations so I can only imagine what she went through.”
It wasn’tany need in talking about the past, so I left it alone. I stood up with my dreads hanging and put my new sheepskin on before walking out in the cold. I made sure I zipped that shit all the way up to protect my chest before the bell was ringing letting us know that somebody was out there. I looked up at Demond. “You got it?”
“Yeah.”He smirked. “I’m on it.”
