RAGGED HOPE|DAVE EAST

003.

Malachi Brown

"Wassup foo" Ky grinned soon as the facetime call connected.

I chuckled, " Wassup bih" I spoke staring out the window to the streets of Atlanta.

"How's life been?"

I shrugged. "Shi its been good how you holding Tally down?"

He blew smoke into the camera before responding, "Same ole same you know.." He mumbled.

I nodded rubbing my hands across my face, "Why you left a addict in my home?"

"I couldnt leave her on the streets-"

"You couldve you chose not to she better not take shit out my house or thats your ass and her life" I spoke halfway joking.

I didn't play about my belongings. I work too hard for some addict to come and take what I worked for just because she wants drugs. I don't take lives but I will, if necessary.

"Chilllllllll she's cool people she not like that" He said looking down at the phone.

I have never known for him to let shit like that slide so she must be good people. "Mm" I hummed in response, sending a text to my assistant telling her cancel my meetings for tomorrow and reschedule.

"When you touching back down? It's boring out here" He whined like a bitch.

I smacked my lips, "Gay ass-"

"Yo daddy gay bitch"

"Your mama"

"Yours fuck nigga"

"Man shut that shit up. Ima be back down probably tomorrow no telling what time of the day though so that bitch needa be out my house"

"Chill" He sternly said.

lemme find out this nigga fucking a crackhead

I rolled my eyes, "1Love" I mumbled hearing him say it back as the line disconnected.

I sighed analyzing my office. I smiled to myself lowly. I'm doing pretty good as a 26 year old, CEO of a large car company and a couple local barber shops throughout Atlanta and Tallahassee areas.

Growing up for me life was good. I grew up with both parents- just grew up in two different households which is almost common for most black families. But I feel like that was a win/win. I learned something good from both households- so I can't complain about how I grew up.