It's been three days since I been following Nyla. Shorty was a hard working person not only did she work to jobs but she went to school too. She worked night at the gas station and went from there to school and from school to home to make her plates to go home and sleep for a few hours and do it all over again. Shit was amazing to see but I couldn't see why shorty always looked tired she was always in a hustle. Today was different though she went to a homeless shelter and start handing out plates. Shorty was tired and here she was handing out plates to the needy. Shit was breath taking. Shit was admiring too. Like this girl didn't have much of nothing. It was kinda sad. It looked like her only friend was a stray cat that she fed outside the gas station at night.
It was late and I knew shorty was getting off work soon so I sat at the bottom of her steps. She lives in this hood ass apartment 30 minutes from the gas station. She walked up and saw me and she smiled.
"Now I know you don't live around here." She laughed.
"Naw my people live around here. I like the way it smells over here at night." I shrugged. I don't know why I even said that shit. It was the truth but still she ain't need to know that.
"Hey miss Nyla." Some teen boys said looking her over.
"Hey Trey you get that plate I sent you?" She asked.
"Yes it was good as fuck my momma said thank you and anytime you need your hair done she got you." He said and then he looked at me. "Stone this you?" He asked.
"Yeah spread the word lil homie." I said. He ran off and Nyla turned around.
"Now why would you say that to them Stone?" She asked and I got mad I ain't want her to call me that so I stood up. I stepped in her personal space.
"Stone is for everyone else for you I'm Malik." I said softly.
"Malik. Why would you tell them that." She asked again.
"Protection around her. My name hold weight." I said.
"Have you eaten today?" She asked going up the stairs.
"Naw you gonna cook for me?" I laughed following her.
"I got something going in the crockpot if you wanna try it." She said. I looked her pretty ass up and down and followed her in the house. Her place was clean but you could tell that she tried her best to make it look nice. I walked into her kitchen and she made me a bowl of this soup and that shit was good as fuck. It didn't take long to eat. She watched me eat like she was waiting for feedback.
"What is it?" I asked.
"It's suppose to be like hamburger soup is it good?" She asked.
"Hell yeah this broth is banging." I said eating more.
"Good I'm taking this to the homeless shelter to pass out on Sunday." She said.
"You give away alot?" I asked.
"Every Sunday. I get a lot of bookings for private events so it weighs out and then once I'm done with school it will be even better." She said.
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