“You hear this nigga?” she asked Yoshi, slapping her on her exposed thigh. “If I didn’t know any better I might’ve taken this muthafucka seriously. Nah,” she said, turning back to the cop, “we don’t know nothing.”

“You know we could run you in for obstruction of justice.”

“Yeah, and spend all night doing paperwork,” Yoshi said. “Why don’t y’all take that stupid shit down the block? Maybe one of them bum-ass bitches from Seventh will tell you what you need to know for a case of Pampers.” Yoshi clutched her stomach, laughing at her own joke.

The white cop wanted to slap the pretty light-skinned girl to the ground and throw his dick in her mouth to see how funny she thought that was, but there were too many people watching. “Come on, Ed.” He tapped his partner and started back in the direction of the squad car. Before getting in, he had one last jewel to drop. “You know, one day you might need to call on the law and you better pray to God I ain’t the one to answer the call, bitch!”

“Go lick out ya mama’s ass!” Rhonda shouted.

“Remember Louima!” Yoshi added. They stood there ranking on the cops until they had finally cleared off the block. No sooner than they pulled off, Teddy’s Benz came creeping down the block.

“Look what the fuck the cat drug in.” Rhonda nodded toward the car.

“Ain’t that the fat Gerald Levert–looking nigga you fuck with?” Yoshi asked Reese.

“Yeah, that’s that nigga,” Reese said, fronting like she didn’t wanna hop off the stoop and run to the car. “Let me see what the fuck this nigga wants.” Reese slowly made her way in the direction of the Benz. Teddy pulled up by the fire hydrant and kept the engine running. Usually he would’ve hopped out to holla at her, but this time he chose to stay in the car, only making Reese angrier.

“Oh, that’s the kind of shit you on, Ted?” she barked, but got no answer. “Fuck do I look like…?” The rest of Reese’s sentence died in her throat as the tinted window rolled down and it wasn’t Teddy behind the wheel, but his wife, Penny. Not really sure what to do, Reese paused.

As Reese stood there trying to figure out what her next move should be, a soda bottle came flying out of the car window. Being that Penny was sitting, making the throw an awkward one, Reese was able to sidestep the bottle. When the glass hit the ground, Reese smelled that it wasn’t soda or beer in the bottle, but bleach. “Stay away from my husband, you fucking hood rat!” Penny shouted before peeling through the red light.

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