CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

OCTOBER 1st

SATURDAY, 11:35PM

KENOSHA

 

Janet was a funny bitch. She tried to call me out on the same game she played only I played it better. She fucked to get what she wanted just like I did. Delonte used to tell me how stupid she thought I was. Everybody’s not ignorant just because they act dumb. I am to people what they want me to be and what they need me to be. Delonte needed me to want him, cousin or not and I gave it to him. The only blood I care about is running through my veins. If you can do something for me then I can do something for you. If not, keep stepping.

People love to say Kenosha ghetto, so I bees real ghetto and shit and if they really likes it, I may even start actin like a baby so I can really get what I want, but I’m highly educated, with a degree and everything. Fuck a degree! The moment I got it I wiped my ass with it. I like a thug nigga, with a thug mentality and fast dollars to go with it. In turn, I’ll talk when they say talk, move when they say move, just as long as the money flows in like a fountain from a well. Bottomless baby. That’s the only way I like it.

So Janet didn’t know shit but I’ll keep an eye on Kelsi, it’s just a matter of time before he be eating out my hands too. Mark my words and for collateral, I’ll hold on to these blood soiled shirts and Janet’s journal. I guess I’m not too dumb, cuz not even Skully knows about these.