August P.O.V

"My Nigga." I dapped Trey up as he walked in my crib.

"What's good Mane I haven't heard from you since you got out, all we got was a phone call and that was that." He chuckled.

"Mane I just sorta wanted to get myself together,be to myself." I sat on da couch as he stood.

"Mane haven't you done that enough?" Keith joked walking in the living room.  I side eyed him as trey chuckled.

"Mane y'all niggas so funny." I turned my attention back ta my blunt I was previously rolling.

"How yo ass even get in?" Trey asked Keith.

"Yo shawty." Keith said flopping down on the couch as I side eyed him again.

"Break my shit and you gon be payin for it."

"What happened to mi casa su casa." keith made the thinking man face.

"Yeah aight." 

"And what you laughing at?" Keith yelled at trey cause he was laughing his guts out.

"Why you insist on bothering this man, everybody know when people get out they be looking for anybody to go off on and you just made yourself the perfect target."

"Bruh..." Keith started, but I didn't hear the rest because I drifted off into my own thoughts.

Everything in life right now ain't smooth just calm. I still gotta figure out what to do about these cops that's on my ass all da while being in these streets. Sure enough I could get some one ta do da work for me while i stay on the low, but i don't trust these yungins and would never get the ones I do trust into this life when I'm trying to get out, but that's just it. Leave? is it that simple? Hell nah it isn't. Everyone want yo head and want your shit i can't just disappear off da block and be done. How will i make money den. I don't have no hobby, no secret talent. Oh and college nah bruh that shit out mane. I just have to figure this shit out.

"So Aug how is shawty." Trey asked.

"What." I asked lost on how they got on Cardi.

"How's Cardi Bruh, she was going through it when you got locked up. Have you seen her since you been out?" Trey explained as they both looked on for an answer. I leaned back with a slight grin thinking about the other night.

"Yeah, she good." Keith and Trey looked at each other and shared a grin before getting hyped doing all types of handshakes.

"Oh you got some cuddie last night." keith leaned in.

"Bruh." I couldn't help but laugh.

"Smash smash smash." Keith and Trey chanted standing up as they patted their hands against their thighs making the smacking noise.

"Y'all done or is y'all done." As I placed my hand out in annoyance.

"Aight Keith leave him lone. Keith?" Trey turned to tap keith, but he was laughing by himself.

"Keith!" Trey yelled,but all you heard was a bag crumbling.

"Nigga get out my kitchen." I yelled. Seconds later Keith came out with a sandwich, chips, 2 cookies and apple juice.

"My bad a nigga was hungry. How you gon invite us over and not give us no food." He shook his head as he took a bite out of his sandwich. Trey shook his head laughing.

"I should knock dat shit over,but dat would be a waste." I clenched my jaw.

"Damn jail made you violent, it's ok Aug your home it's safe here." Keith touched my shoulder. I removed his hand and flipped his plate and juice.

"Ayee man what the fuck..."

"And it better be some more apple juice!" I shouted walking off to my room slamming the door.

I flop down on my bed laying back and begin to think about what was really bothering me. Yeah sure enough Keith was irritating ass hell,but it wasn't him and i would apologize to him later once i cool down that is and sort out my thoughts.

My brother has gon Awol when I needed him most. He ghosted my court date and didn't even show up when i was in custody. Chris has been out of contact for the past few weeks whether he's heard that I'm out or not he still haven't made an effort to hit me up or check to see if I'm breathing. Maybe he feel like shit because if I was in his shoes I would knowing I broke the bro code. Or he could care less and be living his best life because that's how people are, you break your back for them,but they wouldn't do the same for you. Sometimes the term "Thick and thin" wears thin even when you're supposed to be brothers.

*knock knock*
It was gentle knocks at my door.

"Aug, it's me rih." her thick accent weighed in,but yet voice soft. I sat up on the bed and sighed.

"Come in." I shouted gently. She walked in slowly closing the door halfway behind her.

"Trey and Keith went to the store they said they'll be back when you cool off. Are you ok?" she explained briefly.

"Man I don't know life gon crazy."  I then explained to her in the best way possible the way I was feeling. "I know I gotta take the good with the bad, but it's just all bad it feels like. Either way I go."

She took a deep breath and strayed away from looking me in the eyes for she didn't know what to say.

"Life's full of obligations and Tribulations and these are yours. There's always a way to get through em. May not be the way we want or that you hope for, but it's a way. Just have to be willing to do what's necessary." She explained and it totally made sense.

"Thanks lady." I looked up giving her a soft smile.

"No problem, man." she patted my shoulder with a chuckle.

Chapter 21✔
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