13: Delinquents

Leon hated to admit it but he did leave his old friends behind after graduation. He felt like he had to. So he didn't know what kind of reaction he would get from seeing his old right hand man.

The door opens and a tall brotha with locs that went down to his shoulders was standing at the door.

The man looks at Leon with a death stare then they both break out in a smile and a laugh.

"What the fuck is going on "Dexter" the man says as him and Leon dabbed eachother up.

Leon rolls his eyes as he heard his old nick name.

"Damn you still remember calling me that? You call me that one time in middle school then everyone called me that till we graduated." Leon said shaking his head.

"Don't act like you didn't think it was cool. You still like computers and shit?" The man asked.

"Marcus you know I do, that's what I went to college for." Leon said.

Marcus stares at Leon for a little bit then starts to laugh.

"Negro are you high already? Fuck it we can smoke again. Come on in we can chop it up as I roll a J for us." Marcus said letting Leon in.

Marcus stays in his mother's old house in the hood. It was a little house but for someone I'm there early 20s it was way better than a apartment.

Leon looks around and see's a lot of stuff has been upgraded in the house.

"Dang bro when you upgrade the kitchen and floors?" Leon asked.

Marcus chucked. As he puts the weed in the paper.

"I've had a lot of business lately. Now the business can run it self with me only working a couple times a week. With the method you created. We could have took over the coke business entirely,in this district at least. Marcus said as he sparks the J and passes it to Leon.

"Really? I didn't think that method would work so well in just three years." Leon says as he takes a puff.

"Marcus, I'm asking you seriously, have you ever wanted to be a Kingpin?" Leon asks

Marcus looks at Leon with a strange look?

"Are you high? That's only in movies and shit ain't no, nobody from the hood going to take over the drug industry. Plus we got the cartels to worry about." Marcus said.

Leon leans forward and stares at Marcus. "That didn't answer my question."

Marcus looks at Leon and laughs internally.

He remembers seeing this nerdy kid that talk so much shit. But was the smartest person he ever met.

"Of course, you know I'm down with that shit. Im ready to trade in these white tees for some suits. I want to be untouchable in the game." Marcus says making expressions with his hands.

Leon think back for when they first met. Marcus was hot headed but he protected him in middle school and Highschool. He showed him how to dress ,fight the whole 9. That's why before he left he came up with a method for Marcus to live on out here.

"Haa bet, we going to need crew for this shit though. Because we are going to expand quickly. You in touch with anyone from the old crew still?" Leon asks.

"Just one, Fatboi, he's my right hand right now." Marcus replies.

"Damon still in the game?! I thought was going to open his own restaurant or something. Leon said in surprise.

"Who the hell got money for that, that's requires a lot of bread. I'm guessing that's why your here right. How those white fokes treating you up there?" Marcus asked.

"Same old bullshit. But yea your right. I'm starting to think fuck college though bro. It seems like opening your own business would be more beneficial. Hell this is America free market is king. What the Fuck am I going a education for? Leon said.

"It's just a thought though, fuck I'm high as shit right now. Aye do are old math teacher still live close to here?

Marcus makes a weird face.

"What you got bringing her up? You really are high Haa. But nah she stay downtown I think. After we graduated not long after she got married to some cop."

"What!? A cop no way. Women do love men in uniform though. There's no way I'm not going to "see" how there sex lives. Leon thought.

"So what you need money for anyways? Do you need some bread that bad. You know I got you just ask. You was the one that was there for me when my moms died. We brothas for life forreal forreal. Marcus said.

Leon smiled at Marcus's words.

"Why does any man need money? To live of course. Having power and influence wouldn't be so bad either." Leon said.

"Mhmm bullshit but it's whatever, you ain't gotta tell me. I'm here for it though let's fuck up this drug game. Dealing with the cartel can be pretty scary though. They'll notice us and we have to prepare to handle them. Marcus said.

"Don't worry they don't have what we got and that me. Anyways I'll link with you soon for the details. For now get your working crew together. And contact your distributor I want to meet with them too." Leon said getting up and heading to the door.

"Ight, bro be safe out here. You got me excited don't be bullshiting me." Marcus said as they dabbed eachother up.

Leon leaves Marcus's house and headed home.

"A fucking cop. What a perfect man to cuck. Hell he might be useful with this drug business." Leon said as he transforms and flies home.