My Besties: The Come Up (9 page)

She licks her lips and smiles. “I can be whoever you want me to be.”

These hoes will do anything. “Ain’t this JR’s car?”

The sound of his name wiped that smile clean off her face.

“Be easy.”

Poohman comes out the house arguing with somebody on the phone. “Don’t make me come fuck you up, shawty. What? We need a break? You tripping! Holla at me when you get yo mind right.”

He hung up the phone and looked at me. “ReRe just told me she needs some time.”

I fell out laughing. I relayed what Boo told me.

“Poohman, the little ass up to something and I got a feeling that we going to have to pull them burners out.”

(JuJu)

Our birthday weekend was the fucking greatest! We had so much fun hitting up Great America. Tiki was on the sad side, but we got her through it. We hit the Mall of America in Minnesota. All together, we spent forty G’s. I don’t know, but I think LJ is in his feelings about something. He’s been real quiet lately.

After our birthday week, we all sat down and had a long talk about our next lick. Since E made Pancho take that dirt nap, her ass was in charge of setting up things.

“So, I was thinking about hitting a bank.”

They all looked at me as if I was crazy. Re smiled at me and said, “That’s what the fuck I’m talking about.”

I looked at ReRe and said, “I know we got this. All we gotta do is find a spot and case it.”

I was talking as if I knew what the fuck to do. E spoke up, “I read about a case outside of Harvey, Illinois, where these four dudes got away with $400,000.00. They watched the bank manager, followed her home, and got her there. Two people stayed back watching the house, and the other two took her back to the bank and got the money. Simple, right?”

We all sat around in silence for a few minute. Tiki broke the silence, “We can case the bank for at least a week, learn the routines, and go from there.”

Deep down I was scared as shit, but excited at the same time.

“Alright, when we start?”

E and Tiki looked at me and smiled. “Me and Tiki already did. We gon hit the Chase Bank in Hammond, Indiana.”

I was curious now. “How y’all even come up with this shit?”

ReRe looked at me and said, “We passed it on the way to get our whips. It’s off in the cut and the expressway is less than a mile from the bank.”

I looked at ReRe with steam coming from my ears. “Why y’all keep that shit from me, though?”

E shook her head, “Because you been caking with ya boo and we wanted to make sure things were right before we let you know. You know yo ass is crazy, Ju!”

I had to smile because they know me. If shit isn’t right, I will blank the fuck out! I looked at ReRe. “What you gon tell Poohman? You know he be on your bumper.”

“I already told him that I need some me time.”

I started laughing because LJ isn’t going for that shit. He’s already acting funny because I don’t ask him for shit. I don’t want his dope money. To be honest, I hate drug dealers and their money. He isn’t too flashy and he doesn’t have a gang of hoes in his face. I want to be with him, but I want my own bread.

“E, when we doing this?”

“In two days.”

“Alright, let me put some space in between me and Jaw.”

(LJ)

“Hello. What up sexy?”

“Hey.”

“What’s wrong with you?”

“You know I fucks with you the long way, right?”

“What’s on yo mind, shawty?”

“I’mma fall back off you for a minute. I need to get my shit right.”

“What shit, Ju?”

“I just got some things to iron out, okay?”

“Man whatever, shawty!”

I hung up on her before I ended up cursing her punk ass out. What the fuck is going on with them damn girls? Poohman and I have been on our detective shit. Hell yeah, you heard me right. We’ve been following their asses. Ju hasn’t been on shit, but the other three been real busy taking trips to Indiana every day.

When we followed them yesterday, I told Poohman to call his girl just to see if she would lie about where they were.

“What up shawty? Where you at? Oh yeah, when she gon be finish doing yo hair? Just checking on you. Hit me when you done.”

I looked at Poohman and shook my head. “Something ain’t right, bro.”

(Big Moe)

The next bank job was my doing. I met this chick name Andrea at the Horseshoe Casino last week. She was sexy as fuck, I must admit. We chopped it up for the rest of the night and before dawn; I had her touching her ankles in her apartment. Come to find out, she was a bank manager for a Chase Bank in Hammond, Indiana. BINGO!

So for the last week, I’ve been dicking down this hoe. Her pussy is some A-One Platinum shit, too. It’s a damn shame, I’mma kill her once the job is done. From what she said, we could walk away with more than a half a million. The reason why this bank is holding so much money is because it deals with the casino and their payouts on a regular basis. We need that!

Don’t get shit twisted. I’m still on the hunt for that $350,000.00. I’m not about to accept that kind of loss without a few bodies dropping. I do know that something isn’t right with my little cuz, JR. I think he knows more than he’s saying. Only time will tell. For now, I’mma let it be. We need to focus on this job that is coming up.

Speaking of focusing, I’ve been chatting with this chick Boo. Shawty got my attention and that’s a first. She a few years older than me. On some real shit, I swear I know her from somewhere.

When I’m not fucking Andrea into La-La Land, I’m kicking the bobo with Boo.

After we hit this last lick, I’mma chill for a while. Plan some new shit and change up our M.O.

“Yep, I want the money, cars, and the

clothes, clothes and the hoes, I suppose.

I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful!”

Chapter 15

Dirty E

“Okay, the final plans are in motion. We can’t fuck this up y’all!”

I looked around the room at my besties. My ride or die bitches. What we’re about to do today will forever change our lives.

“JuJu, you and Tiki will go to the bank manager’s house and wait for my call. Me and ReRe are going to run up in the bank. ReRe, we in and out in three minutes, no matter what. She gets there every morning at 7 a.m. sharp. We gon take her at the door. Any questions?”

Ju raised her hand. “We going to the house, for what? I want to be close in case y’all need us. I’m not scared to bust this .380.”

I smiled at JuJu. “I know, but if she doesn’t comply, then we gon need y’all to snatch her kids up. They get on the school bus every morning at five after seven. Y’all, we got this! I looked at my watch, “Come on, it’s 6:30. Let’s move out!”

(Big Moe)

“So, my niggas, it’s simple. We going in there at five after seven. That’ll give her time to disarm the alarm and get to the vault. Boogie, you hit the vault. JR, you watch his back and watch the front door. I’mma get shawty in her office. Boogie, you make sure y’all get every dime. She said it should take like ten minutes to load all that money. Cut that shit to five! No fuck ups! Any questions?”

I checked the time and it was 6:45. “Let’s roll!”

(LJ)

Call me a stalker if you want. I don’t give a fuck. My bitch has been acting funny and I want to know why. Poohman and I have been following these little motha fuckers for over a week now. I got the giggles like shit because from what we’ve been seeing, it looks like these motha fuckers are planning on robbing a bank. I wanted to see how their little asses were, so Poohman and I were going to lay in the cut and watch.

“A, my nigga, they just left. Wake yo ass up.” I punched Poohman’s leg.

This goofy ass nigga is going to look at me and smile, “Our bitches been watching too much
Set It Off
.”

“It’s time to hit, my dude. It’s 6:50. Let’s get there and post up. I wanna see this shit.”

(JuJu) 6:59 a.m.

“E, we here.” I hung up the phone with so many thoughts in my head. Robbery, kidnapping, and some mo shit. If we get caught, we going down.

“Ju quit biting yo nails.”

I looked at Tiki and smiled, “My nigga, I just want us to be okay.”

She grabbed my hand from my mouth. “We got this. Ain’t shit gon go wrong.”

(Dirty E) 7:02 a.m.

“Re, there she go. You ready?”

We walked towards the lady while holding hands. To the average person, we looked like a happy couple. “E, walk ahead right now. She put the key in the door.”

I let go of her hand and hit a light sprint just in time to catch her as she unlocked the door.

“Disarm the alarm. If you make a scene, my homies are going to kill them brats you love so much. Don’t you live at 9 Roselawn Street?”

Her eyes almost fell out of her head when I said that. “Ple- Please, don’t hurt me. I’ll do whatever you want.”

ReRe walked in behind us. “Open the vault.”

(LJ) 7:03 a.m.

Poohman and I sat watching with our mouths to the floor. We couldn’t believe what we were seeing. “Poohman, look at this shit. There goes ya girl walking in the door behind Dirty and that bitch.”

Poohman had this unreadable expression on his face. “Jaw, what the fuck?” That was all he could say.

“Where the fuck is Ju and Tiki?”

(Big Moe) 7:05a.m.

When we made it to the bank, I parked right in front of the spot. I saw Andrea’s car so I knew that she was getting shit ready for me.

“Y’all ready?”

Boogie and JR said “yeah” at the same time.

“Let’s make this shit quick.”

(Dirty E) 7:07a.m.

“Bitch, help put this money in the bag before I shoot yo ass.” That sparked something in her ass, because she started throwing money in the bag as if she was a cashier at a grocery store. She didn’t look scared, though.

“When y’all finish, tie me up, and leave through the back door.”

I looked at her as if she was crazy. “What?”

(Big Moe) 7:08a.m.

We could hear voices as we approached the bank offices where she said the vault would be.

“Bitch, help put this money in the bag before I shoot yo ass.”

I looked back at my cousins and whispered, “This hoe, set us up.”

I pulled out my Glock-40 and walked to where I heard the voices. “Oh yeah Andrea? Bitch, you let another motha fucker hit our lick?”

She looked at the two motha fuckers that held her at gunpoint. “You didn’t send them?”

I smacked fire from her ass. “Bitch, I told you, I was gonna do it!”

I looked at this yellow motha fucker holding the gun. “My nigga, this our lick. Y’all can leave or die!”

This a bold motha fucker because he looked me square in the eyes and said, “Then I guess we all about to die, pussy!”

Before I could get another word out, the other gunman drew out of his pants a big ass AK-47. “GET THE FUCK BACK!” Now that was a girl’s voice, all day long.

Boogie and JR both pulled out their guns and pointed them at these two gunmen. The one holding the rifle told us, “Y’all got us fucked up!”

(LJ) 7:08 a.m.

“Poohman, who them three niggas? Wait! Aw, shit! Nigga, ain’t that Big Moe, JR, and Boogie?”

He sat up in his seat and looked at me. “My nigga, this bout to get real ugly! Let’s go in there! You know them niggas kill onsite!”

I checked my Glock. “Damn, we gon have to kill em all!”

Poohman looked like, “Oh well.”

JuJu 7:10 a.m.

Every minute felt like an eternity. “Something ain’t right, Tiki. E said in and out in three minutes. It’s been seven extra minutes unaccounted for. Call em.”

She dialed the number and got no answer.

“Fuck this! Let’s go get them!”

The whole ride there I’m thinking,
“Lord, please let them be okay.”

We got to the bank and it looked deserted. “Come on Tiki; let’s go see what’s good.” We checked our guns and were at the front door in a matter of seconds.

(ReRe) 7:11a.m.

“Y’all niggas better back up before I start shooting.”

I don’t know who these niggas think they are, but this our lick. I looked at the guy, the manager called Big Moe. “You think I’m playing, nigga?”

CLICK! CLACK!

I popped one in the chamber thinking that would back his ass down. He looked at me and said, “You better kill me, bitch!”

(LJ) 7:13a.m.

As we crept through the lobby of the bank, I could hear voices coming from the back. Poohman stopped dead in his tracks when he heard ReRe’s voice clearly say, “Y’all niggas better back the fuck up before I start shooting!”

I almost fell out laughing because her ass sounded gangsta. Man Joe, when we hit that corner, ReRe’s crazy ass was pointing this big ass AK-47 at Big Moe, Boogie, and JR. Poohman was the first to point his gun at them niggas.