Page 66 of He Don't Play About Me
Monte ain’t say nothing right away.
The block got quiet after a while, not really quiet, but the type of noise just sitting in the background. Niggas talking through vents, somebody still mad about the fight, my nigga Chuck doing his walk through, giving me a nod as he walked by.
I laid on the bed, staring at the ceiling. I was supposed to pullin’ up, getting my girl back on some cool Romeo and Juliet shit, but instead, I was still sittin’ behind the fuckin’ wall. I sucked my teeth, pissed at that fuckin’ lawyer, and took my ass to sleep.
After a while, I felt a tap on my foot, and I looked down to see the guard, Charlie, standing there.
“Your lawyer here.”
I nodded and sat straight up.
“’Bout fuckin’ time.”
I hopped off the bed, got cuffed, and got taken down to the visiting rooms.
Charlie took me down the hall and opened the door to the room.
“You better have a good ass excuse,” I said before the cuffs were even off me.
I walked around the table, and he looked at me worried.
“Mr. Cannon, I’m sorry. Listen, I was late getting everything submitted for the day, but it will be in front of the judge first thing in the morning.”
I shook my head. “Nigga, you know you’re playin’ with my life?!”
He nodded. “I know I dropped the ball, and I’m sorry, but I’m for sure that I will have you out tomorrow.”
I nodded and stared at him before I responded.
“You better have me out tomorrow, or that’s your ass.”
He stood up and knocked on the door. The guard came in, and I stood up for the guard to cuff me. I walked out while staring him down.
When I got back to my cell and was alone, I made a call to Bully.
“What you need, nigga?” he asked, answering the phone.
“I need you to be at court in the morning. My bitch ass lawyer was supposed to do my bond today, but he said he got me in the morning. Where is the money I left with Islah?”
He laughed. “Gone, nigga, to wherever she’s moving to.”
I sucked my teeth. I didn’t want to hear that shit.
“Oh, yeah, I saw her last night.”
I smiled. “Oh yeah? She was around the way?”
“Yeah, bringing me your house key.”
I let out a deep breath to try to keep myself from yellin’.
“She did what?”
“Brought me your house key.”
I shook my head and ran my tongue across my teeth.
“Just be at the courthouse tomorrow. I will handle that shit later.”
