Page 11 of Fire & Roses: Harli

“I maybe ready at eight,” I blushed as I thought about going on my first real date.

“Ain’t no maybe! She gonna be dressed and ready to go by seven thirty!” Ryda yelled, scaring the shit out of me as I turned to face her with her gun out.

“Um, I gotta go, but I’ll see you at eight,” I expressed to Trench before hanging up the phone. “Yo’ ass got here fast as fuck.”

“I mean you sent a damn 911, and you know I’m TTG when it comes to you,” Ryda explained as she put her gun in her backpack.

“TTG?”

“Trained to go. Girl, don’t start havin’ senior citizen moments on me now. And why the fuck you at this abandoned buildin’?”

“I’ma tell you soon but we just waitin’ on another person.”

“Another what?”

“Person.”

“Man, Harli, what yo’ ass up to? You know I don’t fuck with bitches outside of you and Sapphire. So, who is this other person?”

“She’s the third that Dice said we need.”

“You sure…”

Before she could get her question out, the door opened slowly, grabbing our attention. When Kruz came in with her pistol drawn too, it was confirmation that I picked the right person to rock with us. Soon as Kruz saw me and Ryda standing there unharmed, she lowered her weapon before walking over to her. I could see the confusion on her face before she said anything. With them both here, I was more than ready to spill the beans before I could get anything out; Ryda had to be Ryda.

“Now, Harli, this is who you picked as a third?” Ryda suspected as she sized Kruz up and down.

“And what you mean by that?” Kruz countered before I could speak, causing me to look between the two of them, interested in how this was going to play out.

“I mean that you can’t be a third because you don’t look like you know how to get down and dirty.”

“When it calls for that trust, I can do what needs to be done. I don’t need to do much talkin’ I let my work speak for itself.”

“All you do is work on bikes. Girl, we can get anybody to do that.”

“Tuh, you think I only work on bikes. That just lets me know your role is supportive like mine. And if we can get anybody to do what I do, then the same can be said for you. Matter of fact, Harli, what she brings to the table?”

“Oops, well excuse the hell outta me.”

“You excused.”

“Alright, alright,” I stepped in to redirect the conversation. “Let’s make this clear each of you have an important role, and honestly, Dice was right we need a third, Ryda. Kruz yo’ hackin’ skills will help us run like a well-oiled machine.”

“Harli, how you let me get into it with a hacker? My bad, Kruz, I don’t need you hackin’ in my shit or nothin’ like that,” Ryda apologized.

“It’s cool, I know I’m new, and I’d already been warned ‘bout you, so you good,” Kruz laughed.

“You warnin’ bitches ‘bout me now, Harli?”

“Ryda, can we focus on the important shit?”

After I explained to them the vision of the space we were in, I shifted the conversation to the hit I wanted to do on the grocery store. Although this wasn’t a requirement of Dice and her crew, I still wanted to come to her with more than just another person. If I was giving some shit to somebody, I would want to make sure that they could handle it. A hit would show them not only that we could handle it but that we are ready for it. Once we were in agreement about everything, we planned to come back to clean up our new clubhouse.

When I got back to Golden Shores, I had a little over an hour and a half to get ready. With Trench being on some be ready at eight type of energy, I felt like it was only right that I actually dressed up. I loved me a good graphic tee and sneaker combo, but I could switch it up when needed. Pulling out the blue dress that I paired with some gold heels and accessories, I laid it on the bed before getting in the shower. It took me forty minutes in the shower that turned cold after fifteen minutes because I had to shave my body just in case. I wasn’t looking to get my back blown out, but I had to be prepared either way.

“Ooh, yeah you were in there shavin’ yo’ pussy,” Ryda announced soon as I walked into my room.

“Now see, your area is the living room, not my room,” I shook my head. “I just knew you was gonna be with some nigga tonight and I wouldn’t have to get harassed.”