Off The Record: Backpage Driver

I used to see this chick on 8th avenue all the time... on some coming and going type shit. We would see each other in passing but would never really speak.. She wasn't nothing special, kinda heavy, but had some sexy shit about her.

Anyway, one day I was walking to my car about to go bust some moves and shorty was right there on the corner trynna wave down a cab.. my car was right in front of her. As I was walking by, I gave her the quick nod.. she smiled back. She seen me hopping in the car and shorty walked up.. she hit me with "would you mind dropping me off.. I'll pay you". I was like fuck it. I just bought the car and I needed all that money. I asked shorty where she was going and she said some spot up on 3rd avenue, in the Bronx. I was like bet, I had to go to the X any way.

So I'm driving.. we talking. You know small talk type shit. She said she had a man, no kids. I kept my answers short.. I aint give that bitch no info about me. Lol... We pull up to the spot, its like some motel.. one of them short stay shits. In my mind I'm like "oh aiight shorty, you about to get your shit bust huh" lol... Then she hit me with "can you wait for me?.. I'll pay you $75". In my mind I'm like "fuck goin on".. but at the same time I needed the bread. I asked shorty how long she gonna be. She said about 45min - 1 hour. I'm like "Bet!" I aint never made $75 in 45min.. Bitch paid me $15 cash for bringing her up there. She took my number and said she would call when she was done... Cool.

Sho'nuff, just like shorty said, 40mins go by, she calls.. I pull up and she hops in.. hands me my bread and asked if I could drop her off where we just came from.. bet. I pull off and start heading back to the bridge. I fake knew what just went down but I aint wanna bring it up. lol. But I couldn't help it. lol. Out of nowhere I hit her with.. "he must've blew the dust off yo ass!!" lol. Shorty bust out laughing. lol. Thats when she told me thats what she do. She meet up with a couple niggas a few days out the week and they pay her for whatever. Told me about her rates, what type of niggas she got, old niggas, white niggas, square niggas that just want some snatch. Shorty was doing numbers. lol.

We pull back up to the block and she was like "you available tomorrow?.. I got a couple stops to make." I'm like "yea"... Just like she said, she hit me the next day like around 4.. I remember because it was cold outside and it was already dark. We made a couple stops, I waited, and homegirl paid me out. Simple. This went on for a few months. Almost everyday.

Me and shorty got cool. She started telling me all her business. She didnt live on the block, but her partner/best friend did. I knew where she lived though. I had to drop her off a couple times cause shorty got too drunk partying with her tricks.. She lived in one of those projects right across the bridge with her nigga.

.. this shit went on for a couple months. The money was great nigga. But a couple times shorty would act like she forgot to pay me and I would have to press her about it. One night I let her rock.. I aint say nothing about it, figured I'd hit her in the morning and get my bread. I called shorty the next day around 10.. she aint pick up. Called her at 2-3.. no answer. Called again at 8.. nothing. I left a message like "bitch, I'm calling you. You see me calling you, don't play with my money bitch. The next time I call you pick up this phone or its gonna be a problem". Bitch aint never call me. I called again, no answer.

Son! I'm losing it. At this point, its not even about the money. The bitch is disrespecting me. I let a couple days go by, bitch still aint hit me. Aint see her on the block. I said fuck it. The next morning at like 5-6, I went to Henry crib, for the joint. He told me about monff earlier that he found a revolver in the trash, loaded. Fuck it. I need that. Pick that up. Went straight to shorty projects. Its like 6:15am at this point. I parked up. Put the joint in my pocket and walked across the projects to shorty building.

I got to shorty door and pushed the bell. I aint wanna knock because I didn't want anybody in the hall to hear shit... I heard some moving around. They must've been too comfortable, because her nigga just opened the door, aint ask who! or nofin!... as soon as he opened the door, I pulled the joint out and aimed that shit dead in his face.. told him "back the fuck up".. low but stern. That tight lip shit. Nigga knew I wasnt fuckin around.

He backs up into the living room..

You was masked up?

Hell no nigga! I wanted that bitch to know it was me... homie backed up into the living on some fake calm shit.. like just take the money bro and pointed to like a couple stacks that was just on the table. Next thing I know shorty walks out from the back rubbing her eyes like she still sleep. I'm like "bitch where my money!?". Shorty realized it was me and was like "I know you not serious".. "Bitch do it look like I'm playing" Homeboy chimes in like "you know this nigga?!?.. just give him his money".. shorty started picking all the money off the table. It had to be like 2-3 thousand.. I'm like "NA! give me mine!.. bitch you owe me 87 Dollars!" Bitch handed me a 100.. I put $10 back on the table and eased out the door and ran back to my car.

LOL... You risked it all for $87. LOOOOOOOOOOLOLOLOLOLOLLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL

Lol. Yo son stop laughin. I didn't want to have watch my back for taking some shit that wasn't mine.