Chapter FiveThe next day
Three months ago Bully and Thangz had moved out of her aunt’s house and into his grandma’s basement. Their stay was supposed to have been temporary until they found an apartment for rent, but Bully had gotten sprung out on crack so bad that he and Thangz ended up staying.
Bully had blown through the money Pavielle had given him as well as his own stash. He sold his jewelry, his flat-screen, the furniture and the home appliances he had bought for their apartment. It all had to be sacrificed to feed the monkey on his back. The only thing he had of value was his whip, and he had even sold the chrome rims off of that.
As of now the crack head couple lay on the mattress in his grandma’s basement as high as the moon. Bully’s cell phone rung and he picked it up. Seeing
