Beep… Beep
Beep… Beep
"Jason!"
"Jason wake the fuck up! Your alarm is going off."
Beep… Beeeep…
"Jason!"
"Sigh…." Click.
Staring up at the ceiling, questioning life, is Jason Daniels. "Fuck my life.." He turns over and nestles his head into his pillow.
"Jason you woke?" Jason turns to see his mom walking into his room.
"Yea Ma… I'm up."
"Alright, well it's 8 p.m. You gotta be to work in an hour. Do you need a ride?" she questions.
"Nah Quan is coming to pick me up."
His mom's eyes roll at the mention of his cousin. She never liked him but she didn't know all the times that Quan had saved his life.
"Ok well I'm headed out, I'm going out with Aunty Joyce." She takes a pause to look around the room. "Make sure you clean this room up when you get home," she says as she leaves the bedroom.
"Oh!" She turns back briefly. "I cook some red beans and rice… your plate is in the microwave."
"Ok," he replies, settling back into bed.
Maybe I can get ten more minutes of rest…
Ding!
He turns over to grab his phone.
Hmm, a text from Quan. "Omw bruddah."
"Fuck!"
Jason hops up, heading for his drawers, grabbing some clothes before heading for the bathtub.
Why the hell is he coming so early? He thought before hopping in the shower.
Ten minutes later, he comes out of the bathroom and heads for his closet, pulling out his work clothes.
Ding!
"Fuck!"
While putting his pants on, he taps his phone. It's a text from Quan.
"Pulling up."
He texts back, "Bet," while buttoning his collared shirt. Reaching for socks, he slips them on, followed by his shoes a pair of all black Forces.
Reaching for his bag, he grabs it while heading for the closet.
Hidden at the top of his closet, in a shoebox, he pulls out his gun a Taurus G3.
Can't forget pole.
He tucks it in his bag and heads out the door.
Currently 8:30 p.m. in New Orleans, it's dark out, but the city lights lighten it up a bit.
Parked in his driveway is a BMW M3 Comp.
He walks over to the passenger side and gets in. He is greeted by his friend Quan. Quan is Daniel's older cousin; he's Black with short hair and a teardrop tattoo by his eye.
"Wassam bro." He reaches out his hand.
"Coolin," Jason replies, and he daps him up.
Looking around the car, he sees a gun on Quan's lap as well as a sack of weed in the cup holder.
"New whip?" Jason asks, snapping his seatbelt and looking around the car.
Quan gets a new car every couple of months, not always by choice. His car is either shot up, fucked up by one of his hoes, or he wrecks it. However, he's usually in a new car a week later.
"Yea bruh," he says as he pulls out a pre-rolled gar and lights it. Pulling out of the driveway, he heads toward the CBD.
"Ay you need to get a car bruh. I can't be driving to the 7th ward to come scoop you. They don't fuck with me round here," he says, taking a hit of the blunt and passing it to Jason.
"Ain't no body gone fuck with you around here man," he says as he takes a puff. "Ashley working tonight?" he asks, passing the blunt back to Quan.
"Shidd ion know, ain't like you gone holla at her anyways. Scary ass." he laughs.
"Who? Man that girl wants me, you gone see tonight."
Quan laughs. "Man Ashley a grown woman she don't want a nerdy dude like you. You still be reading them novels and watching anime and shit."
Daniel doesn't even respond. He turns and looks out the window. He don't know damn thing about light novels. Better than whatever he be watching.
As they are driving, Quan is approaching a green light.
"Ayy slow down, they be running red lights on Canal Street" Jason says as he sees Quan going 55 miles an hour.
"Chill out lil bro I got this. Worry about talking to Ashley tonight," He chuckles.
As they are passing the green light, Jason looks to the right seeing a truck heading straight for them.
"Fuck!!!!"
Beeeeeeeeeeeep….
"Truck kun!?"