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“No but she will.”
“You that confident?”
York inhaled deeply and held it in for a minute, allowing the smoke to slowly seep from his lips.
“Yeah, nigga, I am.”
War had no intention of leaving things as they were with Cali. He would be pulling up on her later today, knowing she worked at the bookstore. “What were you gonna hit me up about?”
Instead of answering the question, York continued with his thoughts about the situation his boy was in.
“Shit is weird as fuck but I get it. Shorty is nice and Merritt’s reckless ass didn’t value anything.”
“He’s still my blood, York, be easy.”
“Be easy about what? We been in this shit from day one which means he was my family too. I earned the right to speak on him and this situation. Merritt was selfish as fuck with everything in his life. I can’t imagine he was any different with her. The way he used to talk about shorty was proof. He knew he wasn’t gonna do right which was why he kept her tucked away, out of sight. He was a selfish muthafucker. I loved him just as much as you did but that don’t mean I didn’t know he was flawed for a lot of shit he was into.”
York saying what War was feeling only further confirmed his reasons for not giving a damn about Merritt’s past with Cali. Merritt admitted how selfish he was, openly and without remorse, but that didn’t stop him from taking what he would never give in return.
“She only knew one side of him and I can’t tell her about the other. I don’t want her in my life because I spoke ill of my own blood.”
“That’s some bitch shit anyway. I wouldn’t respect you if you did.” York smirked. “Pussy must be something lethal though. Got both of y’all in your feelings and shit.”
“Fam, you know I fucks with you but don’t make me shoot your ass in your own shit.”
York chuckled. “Received, nigga. But seriously, her being with you is no different than being with Merritt. Y’all were like two sides of the same coin. Only difference is you have the maturity he never would.”
“You’re saying that shit like it’s supposed to help.”
“I ain’t a fucking therapist. I’m not trying to help. I’m just saying all the shit I know is in your head out loud, not to give your ass some insight. Don’t get that confused. I’m just stating the real because I know it’s fucking with you.”
War glared at York then chuckled, shaking his head. “Why the fuck are we friends?”
“Because when it comes to my loyalty, I shoot first and never ask fucking questions. I know you’ll match that same energy.”
“Until the casket drops,” War confirmed.
“Oh and what I was gonna hit you up about, I’ve been doing some digging. J’No is a Taylor but it looks like he wasn’t received with open arms by his family when he touched down. They don’t really fuck with him like that. I can’t say for sure, but I don’t think Rez and them had anything to do with the shit that went down with Merritt. I think you should pull up on Rez and see what he’s talking about. You’ll know if he’s lying.”
“What’s your gut saying?”
“That J’No tried to come here and make a name for himself without the permission from the powers that be. Touching anyone that matters to you would point right to Rez. If J’No wanted to cause problems, the easiest way is to put some shit between the two of you. If you’re distracted, he has freedom to move around. Talk to Rez.”
“Yeah I’mma do that.”
“You want me to roll?”
“Nah…” War brushed a hand over his head. “It needs to be a private conversation if I want any real answers.”
“Respect.” York leaned forward and lifted another blunt which he extended to War, who shook his head. His mind was still clouded from the high he already indulged in.
“You better take that shit. Seems like you need it. Ol’ girl got your ass by the balls and it don’t seem like you’re getting free anytime soon. Might as well hit this good shit to mellow your ass out.”
“Nah, I got a better remedy for that.” Her. “I’mma head out.”
“Aight let me know how shit works out with Rez. And don’t forget that JB is having that thing for his artist next week. I saw him a couple days ago and he asked me to remind you. Said your ass don’t show up for shit.”
War had forgotten but would make a point of showing up. JB was solid, so showing up for him wasn’t much to ask.
