Yonny’s phone rang. It was his boss George.
“Hello?” Yonny said as he answered the phone.
“Why the fuck are you at Bradford Regional Medical Center?” George shouted. “You know I have GPS on that cab!” Anger consumed Yonny’s heart.
“My girlfriend slit her wrist, you fucking jackass!” Yonny exclaimed, tears flooded down his cheeks. Tom, whom was the receptionist in the Emergency Room, stood up.
“Sir, keep your voice down.” Tom ordered. Yonny rolled his eyes.
“Alright.” He replied. Tom sat back down at his desk.
Zettie pulled up to Pump.
“Get in.” Zettie ordered through the driver’s window. Pump knodded, got into the back and they pulled off.
“So what you got?” Big Pie asked.
“5 bricks and an ounce of weed…” Pump replied. Zettie screamed out of frustration!
“That’s all you got?” Dre asked.
“Yeah…” Pump replied. Big Pie shook her head in disgust.
“We’re fucked.” Big Pie interrupted, and suddenly, Dre’s phone rang…
“We won’t get caught.” Yolanda replied. “Just trust me on this one.” Rita screw faced her.
“Trust you?” Rita replied. “I don’t fucking know you! We have only been cell mates for one day, soooo… Swerve!” Rita snapped her fingers. “You want to try that shit go ahead. You are not dragging me into your matrix…” Yolanda punched Rita in the face.
“Ahhh!” Harlem screamed at the top of her lungs as she ran out of the hotel room.
“Where are you going little girl?” Derrick, whom was smoking a cigarette outside of the hotel room he rented asked. Harlem stopped in her tracks.
“My daddy left me here!” Harlem shouted as she burst into tears.
“Come with me, and we’ll see if we can find him.” Derrick replied, with a maleficent smerk on his face. Harlem followed Derrick into the hotel room and he shut the door.
“Hello?” Dre said as he answered his IPhone. Alonzo put him on speaker phone, and Darren turned the music down as they pulled into M & T Bank parking lot.
“So, the whole time you knew you were my brother?” Alonzo asked.
“Yes, and I don’t give a fuck!” Dre exclaimed. ‘ You snitched on my mom. Ain’t no forgiving that.”
Rita tackled Yolanda to the floor and banged her head against the concrete. The correctional officers sprinted over to break up the fight.
“Get off of her!” They shouted as they yoked Rita and Yolanda up.
“Fuck you bitch!” Yolanda screamed, Rita spit in her face.
“Yonny?” Dr. Smith stated. Yonny hopped up and jogged over to him.
“Yes?” Yonny stated.
“She will be okay, however she won’t be leaving here today.” Dr. Smith replied.
“Why not? “ Yonny asked with a confused look on his face.
“Did you know there was a warrant for her arrest in New York State?” Dr. Smith asked.
“What, no!” Yonny screamed. “For what?”
“Child endangerment.” Dr. Smith replied. Yonny’s eyes widened.
“Well can I see her?’ Yonny asked.
“No.” He replied. “She’s being shipped to Erie County Holding Center.
“Ahhhhh!” Yonny exclaimed out of frustration
“So, where did your dad say he was going?” Derrick asked. Harlem twiddled her thumbs.
“I don’t know. They just left.” Harlem replied, tears beginning to resurface. Becky, whom was Derrick’s bottom bitch, smacked her teeth.
“That’s horrible!” Becky declared. “Don’t worry, we will take care of you.”
“Who said that? I’m not playing daddy, I just don’t want her out here all alone.” Derrick replied.
“Can’t we keep her? She is so adorable.” Becky asked.
“No!” Derrick shouted. “We’re going to find her parents, then she’s out of here.” He declared. Becky frowned.
“Her parents don’t care about her!” She shouted. “You
see they left her at the hoe motel…”