Still got study issues!

Right after the lectures, Cane was at Taraji's office to talk extensively while Mo and Ty were seated In the lecture hall just staring and Ty broke the silence

"C'mon Mo! Are we doing this shit here?" He turned to her in concern

She turned to him finally

"I don't fuckin care nigga" she shrugged

"What the fuck is on with you? You can talk to me, you don't fuckin need to trust me...." He blurted without considering

Apparently there's no way she could choose to talk to him and not trusting him at once.

"How on earth am I going to talk if I can't trust you?" She pointed with a slight serious look

He realized he got everything twisted, all he could do was smile at his absurdity. She began

"Jalen...."

"Rich kid again, Mo?" He interrupted in jealousy

"Hear me out, yeah!" She defended them continued "its different, it's 'bout Sean's death"

This time she had a more serious look on

"Holy molly! What's up with that? How did he know?" He got tensed too

"Cops are riding in on us soon....we are his friends, and we got more shit you know?" She explained

Tyrone stopped to think for few seconds then he proceeded

"Why's Jalen into this shit anyways....did you tell him anything?" He tried to figure out

"I didn't. How am I gonna do that? He's dad already suspects the fuck outta us -- he hates me in essence"

"...hates you?" He looked confused instantly

"Jalen and i, always hanging out?!" She explained

For some reasons he could understand the situation, all he needed to do was support even if he tries so hard to not act jealous.

"Forget about Jalen---im here!" he tried to calm her down rubbing her knuckles slightly.

Monet giggled in confusion, Tyrone has never been so intimately caring like he just portrayed even if he's been caring anyways, this was different.

Meanwhile, at Taraji's office, she sat looking directly at him as he walked in then he sat

"Please come in, Mr Washington"

"Cane please!" He smiled sitting down

Since it was Taraji, he'd always appreciate it being Cane around her but not anyone.

"Oh, Cane! How have you been lately?" She sounded angelic yet breath taking

All Cane could do was stare and stare at his professor

"Coping. I'm great trust me!" He simply added

"And Baldwin?" She asked again

"Errrh...." He stuttered instead, trying to find the right words, then she interrupted understanding his actions

"Its ok, I know Cane. He's been trying so hard to cut you out. I need you....." She sat adjacent to him instead "....to be honest with me, Cane. Why's he always at you? You know its pointless 'cept you got something?"

"Miss Raj!" He called unconsciously

"Miss Raj!" She blushed instead

"I'm sorry...Miss Taraji!" He apologized even if he called on purpose

"Raj is better! You were saying..." She demanded

He continued staring at her, Cane cared less about women but Taraji, his professor was just someone he genuinely got attracted to

"....you look stunning, as always!" He complimented instead, Cane preferred handling his issues solely except if it got out of hand

"Thank you!" She smiled " you were 'bout to say....."

"Its nothing serious, though. I got it...I was thinking we could hang out, just coffee if you don't mind--- I know its actually not called for but it ain't bad if I go out on a date with my professor, is it?" He teased

She looked surprised no doubt

"Oh no! It ain't bad. I love---you are actually fascinating" she blushed giving a seductive look "uhm...."

"I know. You're extremely beautiful...Miss Raj." He complimented again

"You think? Do you have a problem with..." She tried to digress again

"Yeah. Maybe we could talk it over on a date. I'd appreciate it" he requested innocently

"Sure" she accepted without hesitation

"6pm at Sprinter's or....." He suggested

"Somewhere simple. Boujee." She finalized

"Your call! I've got to see Mo and Ty" he stood up to leave then she called again

"Uhm Cane! I'm here, just in case you need anything" she offered genuinely

"Miss Raj, I'm fine!"

Cane hugged her immediately without hesitating, he didn't mind if she'd get mad or not, he did it regardless "I'm sorry"

"Oh nah. Its nothing...6pm a'ight!" She drew herself out of the awkwardness

"Yeah!" He kissed her on the cheek and left.

Taraji froze in shock even if he sent chills down her spine, she liked Cane! The awkwardness between them was only because of the age difference of 4 years otherwise nothing

Cane headed to Baldwin's office, he heard sounds behind the door he leaned against. Baldwin was with a girl, Cane left the door ajar then he sighted Jenna Henson, a girl from his class, sexing, he took his phone then recorded a video and politely yet gently closed the door all without their knowledge.

Right in the class, Tyrone and Monet were fast asleep as Monet leaned on Tyrone's shoulder. Came loved the moment, then he took a shot and finally spoke

"Guys!" He lightly called

Ty and Mo felt awkward, after realizing the positions

"Cane!" Ty shook him

"Mo! I'm sorry, honey" Cane apologized as they tightly hugged

"I took things too serious. I'm sorry." She apologized too

Ty stood smiling at the crazy twins and how they expressed themselves

"We got a little problem..." Ty began as Cane cut him immediately, being un easy to break the news

"No. We got a major problem in here!" He pointed at his phone with smirks on his face

"What fuckin problem?" Ty and Mo said in unison

"This juicy shit right here!" He finally tapped on the video, as it played

"Motherfucker, who's that?" Mo asked as she smiled at it, it was really unexpected

"He's really a dog yeah!" Ty added laughing, hitting Cane on the side slightly

"Baldwin and miss 'fuck me hard" Cane added in mockery

"That's Jenna!" Mo pointed out

"I think we've got the solution to our problems, Man!" Ty added laughing sarcastically

"This is it. If I don't get to pull the trigger, some bitch would"

They all laughed in satisfaction, at least this was a hook on Baldwin as a bait.

They walked to a restaurant nearby, for lunch. Money stirred up a conversation about Cane and Taraji, she was anxious to hear what actually happened, because she figured her brother liked this lucky lady. He narrated the whole story without missing a point, he also mentioned how he she shortened her name and her reaction afterwards

"Ok y'all.... We hugged and to crown it all up, we got a date at boujee, 6pm."

They got excited like it was their date, it was fascinating

"Like how on earth did you?" Ty asked again

"She likes me, I like her---cool!" Cane explained briefly

"She's fuckin 4 years older, man!" Mo reminded

"It don't matter Mo. She ain't a bitch, she's a professor, that's what she is!" He defended

"Busta! You're a sick fuck" Ty added again

"I go for the best" they shook in frenzy

"And what if she doesn't like you?" Mo said

"I'll just find out tonight....." Cane sighed "I'm sorry about Jalen"

"He's a cute, smart asshole" Mo said

"Yeah, an asshole! Ty added in slight jealousy

"Ty, don't you like me?" Mo teased

"I do, honey!" Ty brightened like the sun ray

"Kidding! Get a girl, nigga!" She explained

"Crazy bitch! It ain't hard for me" Ty teased

"Y'all got a party at sparkles, so?" Cane tilted his brows for response

"Yeah! More fuck....." Ty got more excited, anything party was a routine for him

"You ain't coming?" Mo looked at Cane hoping to get something positive

"No! Maybe. I don't like that shit, I just wanna stay focused on....." Cane started defensively

"On Raj!" Mo teased as they all laughed

At Angie's hideout, she was having dinner with her son, Quincy as they heard a knock, she turned to him sensing danger

"To your room!" She ordered

"Ma?" He got dismayed, at least he was old enough in his terms

"Don't play with me boy!" She scolded defiantly

Quincy left taking his phone with him

"Who the fuck is that?" She shivered

She creepy to the door, she slowly opened the door pulling her gun at once

"Hello Angie, remember me?" Braden smiled in sarcasm

"No need for that Glock you know! Sit!" He ordered her

"I-I-I-I thought you...." She stuttered in fear

"I wouldn't die just yet" he paced around "about that? I knew you'd never be a little different, once a snitch always a snitch"

She tried to explain her actions but he declined it

"You told on me" he added

"Braden listen to......" She tried again

"Renzo found out. The question is who would've told him I was at HC's Lounge...just wondering !" He gave an unapproving look

"I didn't do it, I wouldn't!" She denied

"Who did?" Get yelled "without much drama, lets end it a'ight, here and now!" He smirked rolling his clip

Quincy overheard noises, he knew his mother was in danger, luckily and always, he had his gun, loaded it with bullets then interrupted

"Yo motherfucker!" He said to Braden

"What the fu....?" Braden quivered in surprise

"Goodnight son!" Quincy shot at his head three times, no chance of living

Angie abd Dean got startled and restless

"Why did you kill him?" Angie yelled

"Fuck that, Ma. He was gonna kill you, I couldn't....." Quincy tried take her see reasons

"....couldn't what? Now what do we do?"

"I know I didn't tell on myself, bitch....." Dean scolded

Quincy fumed at once

"....that's my mother, a'ight? Get some respect!"

"Thanks to you asshole. Renzo would be on our asses now, he got debts" Dean yelled back at Quincy

"Enough guys! We'd give back the piece on us, ok?" She opted

"We ain't, No! We got 3 days, we could use to make up something---a plan B " Dean countered

"No I'm not!" Quincy left angrily to his room

Dean held Angie's arm

"Listen, we got to leave, cops are coming in" he reminded

"Motherfucker I ain't!" Angie refused too

"You're responsible for Sean's Death, ma'am" he yelled back

"You did...." She reminded

"For you! You sent me. Besides you wanted Mo and Cane....just think! Hit me up when you've decided---I got shit to run, defend us!" He left

Angie stood regretting and sighing breathlessly. She ran to Quincy's room

He lit up a rizzla, smoked his weed like he needed to find peace somehow

"Get off that shit!" Angie scolded

"Back off a'ight? What you got on me? I ain't running for no shit you failed to get rid off.... "

"Don't give me that boy, I raised you...."

"You made me this way! I wanted school, you placed me on the run as always. Bitch I'm tired of this shit..." He scolded back

She slapped him abruptly

"I ain't listening to all these shit you heard?"

"C'mon Angie, hit me again, I don't fuckin care. What's with Mo and Cane huh? What?" He stood demanding answers

"They're bad kids and you ain't!"

"You know what, suit yourself!"

He turned away to smoke, puffing out to her face

"Quincy I'm sorry!" She melted

"Too late, Ma. Get the hell Outta here, you disgust me"

"Quincy...." She tried to plead

"Now!" He yelled furiously

She left sobbing silently

In the other hand at Boujee; past 6pm Cane was seated awaiting Taraji's coming. He sighted her in a shape wear, with a furry hoodie while he was dressed in a designer sweat pants and a hoodie. He adjusted the chair for her to seat, bring a gentleman that he really wasn't

"Thank you! You're actually doing great. You got nice taste...." She complimented

"Thanks. What would you like, I got it." He offered

"Champagne is fine!" She said simply

He made the orders respectively as he took lemonade. Cane wasn't sure if he loved this girl but all he knew was he liked her, she suits his taste. Taraji liked him, his gut feeling and all of it, they loved the blends. Her phone rang instantly

"Your phone's buzzing, might be important" he suggested

"Nah. Never bother....its my ex." She defended

"I really thought you were....you know!"

"Not anymore! He went off track and all that shit!" She shrugged

"I just wonder. A professor, a very young one" he was curiously

"Yeah. I knew you'd ask....my dad is some kinda strict man, I went to school at a very early age and I must say, I've a wonderful career as well. I had all these planned out---I got no choice" she explained

"One lucky girl. Its great.... I'm just a common guy out there, fighting for his life, running from death! Im totally beyond explanation, yeah. Things just happen to be whack at a spot, you just out there!" He said coldly

"There's something about you I really wanna know....." She confessed

"Err!" He tried to Articulate

"The real you. Not the Cane on the streets or some bad ass, just the real you" she asked

"Wow, no one asked me that before!" He smiled faintly "I'm just me....and I feel crazy around you, not a secret that I like you"

"Cane?"

"Its ok! I understand, you feel me?" He smiled again

"I'm your professor you are my..,.." She reminded

"...Student! I know" he added

"Tell me what I don't know? I'm curious!"

"I'm a bad guy....." He snapped simply

"What?" She got confused, she didn't expect that response

"...A bad guy...that's the shit I run to live up" he finalized

Few minutes later, she drove them both to her apartment, with a nice view of the city thru the glass. Cane liked it, he recognized she had a good taste

"Nice apartment, just like you. Its perfect fitted"

"Thank you." She drew closer to him this time "are you after me?"

"I'm not after you. Fuck! I need you!" He teased, causing them to laugh

This time she expressed how badly she liked the life he had , as always, he'd always oppose that.

"No, don't wish that! That's shit! You live like a queen that's best! Out the streets, its just family, you and a gun. It ain't worth it, is it Raj?" He explained calmly

She smiled at him beautifully, she understood what he meant

"I like you---like a lot. Been looking at you from a mile...you got this captivating eyes" she professed

"You better than 'em hoes. You special...."

The next driving force was a hot kiss pressed on her lips. He ran his fingers through her body in curiosity, then he halted

"I'm sorry. I ain't wanna fool around just need you to be sure about this" he reminded

"Eh.... I'm sure!" She snapped then continued "Cane, we were Carried away." She rubbed chin

All he did was smile at her

"I guess you were but i wasn't, I meant everything" he held her knuckles and kissed them softly. His phone vibrated "excuse me!" He turned away

"Yo Mo?"

"You gotta be here at sparkles, them guys all over me, I ain't no got no air to breathe, man!" Monet jabbered

"A'ight!" He hung up turning to Taraji "guys going a lil' crazy" he smiled giving her details

"Oh ok" she snapped

He did it again, kissing her. Cane couldn't resist her enchantment

"I got to go!"

"Call me when you home, ok!" She already missed him

Taraji felt crazy, how could she fell in love with her student, not just that, a guy like Cane. It wasn't crazy somehow, he didn't seem young in behaviors, approaches, intelligence and personality too....the age made the difference glare.

"A'ight!"

He walked to the door, placing a little box on the glassy stool then he closed the door behind him. Taraji melted, he was young on the outside and extremely mature on the inside. She took the box she found a designer bracelet, she didn't hesitate to wear it, it felt right at the moment.

At Sparkles; Cane found Monet and Tyrone, he was the catch in girls eyes, as always he ignored giving little or no attention to them.

"Yo Nigga!...you look excited, she gave you some ass....." Ty teased with a sarcastic smirk

"I ain't a sick fuck just some bad ass!" He smiled in defense

"Just fuckin 'round!" Ty said

McKenzie approached Tyrone with a swift kiss

"Hi y'all!" She waved at Cane and Mo

"Ty, what the fuck? McKenzie?" Cane was shocked, she wasn't the right kind of girl he had to roll with, he expressed his distaste

"Yo nigga. My bitch, McKenzie." Ty introduced regardless, ignoring Cane's action

"Purple bitch" Mo insulted her, she had her hair done in purple

McKenzie was shocked and pissed

"What?"

"Purple bitch!" Mo turned her face to Cane instead "what happened? You got much of her tonight----like much fonder!" She pocketed her hands into her extra sized sweat pants

"Come around!" Cane wrapped his arms around her neck "Ty, we over there...have fun!"

"Yeah Cane, we need it!" McKenzie shrugged

"What?"

Cane got tingled by anger, he unconsciously tried to pull out his gun, Monet held his arms in contempt, while Ty dragged McKenzie away preventing a scene

"Yo Busta! She ain't worth it, yeah!" Mo dragged him to another corner in utmost dismay, they sat

"Take a shot!" She handed him a bottle of beer

"Mo?" He declined them accepted

"Its lit!...bitch careful how you pull that all up....this ain't..." She began a cold scold

"...the streets, I know. I just can't help it being pissed at the moment, a'ight. Im sorry!" He apologized instantly

"Cool. Maybe she gon' change you....." Mo teased punching him lightly with a smile

"Oh fuck! She can't change the 'the killer'" he whispered to her

They laughed

"Sick ass nigga! Seriously, shes gorgeous. If I had balls, I'd keep her" she teased again

Cane laughed, Monet had a point, Taraji's beauty is flawless for a professor

"My nigga!" He patted her slightly

Jalen came towards them looking handsome covered in Fendi outfit

"Here comes the groom!" He sang in mockery "i'ma need you to flex up, I don't care about those shit, but you rock" he permitted like a father would

Jalen gave Cane a cool hand shake

"What's up?"

"All good! Just wanna say hi to Monet!" Jalen sounded a bit careful than usual, of Course he was talking Cane

"Nigga, you gonna protect my twin---if shit goes wrong you go wrong...I'll eat you" Cane warned with a firm look

"Ain't no shit happening" Jalen defended and assured

"A'ight. I got you...." Cane beamed instead

"You heard him right?" Mo teased reminding Jalen

"Mo, I did!" Jalen smiled at her, giving Cane and assuring look

Jalen's cousin, Vernon came forth with his handy guy, Timmy, looking at Cane with distaste

"Have fun baby!" Cane ignored, hugged his twin. She went few steps ahead with Jalen.

Noises got intense, it was fight scene

"Out of my way!" Came warned trying to keep calm

"What you tell my brother?" Vernon asked tilting his head sideways

"Get your bitch ass off my lane!" Cane said

The crowd gathered round, taking phones to record the scene chattering 'Woah'. Monet didn't waste to come over, she knew her twin, he wouldn't take no for an answer when its was about disrespecting him

"Dude! You don't wanna do this, you gonna spill shit!" Mo warned in concern

"Y'all should outta here!" Came said to Jalen

"Chop his balls!" Jalen whispered to Cane, then took Mo by the hand "Mo!" They both left

Vernon stood still, he watched Jalen walk out without looking at his side. Everything turned out pointless but he proceeded

"He ain't give a fuck!" Vernon said underneath his breath

The crowd hailed Cane

"Yo! What you need, coz i got to warn ya!" Came smirked, he knew Vernon's kind and how to go about it

The crowd hailed Cane instead, Vernon got infuriated the more

"Your call, bitch!" Vernon fired

"Ok son. Don't try more harder, you might slip!"

Cane turned to leave pretending to not know Vernon's next move which was giving a punch. Cane gave the punch instead landing Vernon to the ground. The crowd wouldn't stop salting the wounds, Vernon got up to fight back as the boss he claimed to be yet Cane threw few wicked punches at Vernon leaving him to bleed.

"I warned ya, didn't I?" Cane's face settled with a frown

He realized his gun's shaft was slightly open to the view then he tucked it back in hoping no one took notice, but others did and still weren't sure if it was. He walked out as others paved way for him to go through, Shirley approached accompanying him

"Hey sorry for earlier!"

'You know nothing!" He ignored her

"Uhm, you were pretty cool with those fists...." She complimented.

This comment exasperated him

"What the fuck!" He stopped turning to her "I need to be alone" he dropped a peg on her cheeks, making her feel superior

"Right, here's my number" she handed him a small paper, swiftly folding her lips

"Hmm!" He smiled then left.

All he could think of was home. Quincy was seated on the table, surprisingly to Cane's. At least no one invited him over.

"Get out a'ight! Im not ready for some noise"

Cane warned taking off his hoodie, keeping his gun down. Looking the door behind him with the keys. He rushed for a shower while quincy hopped on a cheese he found beside him.

Cane came forth wiping off the droplets on him, then he slid into some grey Sweat pants, finally he spoke

"You fuckin with my cheese too? Nigga! What the fuck you doing over here? You can't pop up just like that! This is a school not some duplex....." Can't scolded

Quincy interrupted

"Its important!" He looked sober

"Fuck that, man!" Cane spilled in distaste

"Busta, I'm sorry for earlier. My Ma is some snitch....." Quincy added

"....how's that my shit?" Cane shrugged

A text popped up, it was Raj. He remembered he should Have called as promised, he absolutely forgot that.

We need to Talk about the shit I saw

on the school's blog, tomorrow

Quincy continued explaining his despair

"Angie's running away---she gonna elope with Dean...."

"That ain't my fuckin problem!" Cane yelled this time

"Hey! You didn't pull the trigger you shoulda done it, why?" Quincy asked again

"Coz I got power over y'all" Came beamed "Ty and Mo cannot see you in here"

"....I'm sorry for what Angie did, I did. You don't deserve it...I wanna get back to school like y'all did" Quincy apologized

Cane cut in, not wanting to listen to more trash talks

"It makes no fuckin sense, dude. I ain't no family, not your mother.....enough"

"I'll do anything to take her off the picture, I promise anything!"

Cane took some money handing it to Cane

"Stay around not home....I'll keep you posted"

"Thanks bro! I owe you"

"You sure do, nigga!" They hugged

Cane thought twice, he needed the upper hand, which included taking Angie off the picture or using her as bait. Quincy who was nowhere far from being handsome and as tall as Cane and Tyrone, lodged a motel room just as Cane instructed.

Cane got a beep from his phone, it was a text from Baldwin, his professor.

*My shit, tomorrow at 10.30am*

Cane smiled, falling asleep like a prince encompassed with royalty who earned victory

Tyrone, as expected, was out with McKenzie rocking the night while Mo and Jalen were out the venue, already at Jalen's apartment. His taste was really for the rich, too expensive for a young guy like him, but money speaks.

Monet took off her Black hoodie, leaving a white crop top, he did the same leaving behind his sweat shirt.

"I got everything, what you need?" His courtesy was excellent

"Everything except you!" She teased

"Ouch! That hurts!" He held his chest in accordance

"Gimme juice---I've had enough shots for tonight!" She requested

They sat on a couch just opposite the fireplace, he apologized about Vernon's attitude who acted jerkily. Monet explained and expressed the excitement and confidence she had in Cane, undoubtedly. Jalen never forgot to appreciate the gut feeling she aroused in him, how can he not love this exceptional street-girl, who made his circle a complete one.

"Mo, I like everything about...you're intelligent, smart, hot...." He began to list

"...hit the point!" She cut him short

She did it again, exhibiting the exceptional sassy behavior.

"I'm fucked.....I'm in love with you, like I've loved you right from the start..." He confessed

"Really motherfucker?" She asked in dissatisfaction

"I swear on my life" he blurted

At this point, she doubted his actions. She knew about his feelings but he wasn't prepared to love everything about her just yet. She leaned over

"That's fake! Jalen, no bitch from a pussy plays sick games with me. If you gon' love me --- you got to be ready to love me for the shit I am, the streets I am and shits I get into.....

You're a rick kid, you fuckin don't know what it means to love someone..its never about just the feelings, its what you do for it" she lectured

He stood shocked with a squeeze on his face

"Mo?"

"If you gon' love a hood rat like I am, be more ready to love my hood. Ain't no snitching even at gun point..." She demonstrated clenching her index and middle finger pointing to his head "Are you ready for that?"

He got startled and continued

"I'm not....but.." He stuttered

"Good! You don't have to lie to make me feel good. Streets rules 'Be yourself'..." She smiled

"You perfect!" He was amazed

"I know. We gon' ride slow...." She cupped his jaw to his face "...and catch some chills, how 'bout that?"

"Anything you say, I'ma respect it" he assured, his eyes fixated on hers

"....when its me, Its just me, nigga. I don't snitch or fuck around then you got to stay true, only if you want me around....I'm expensive!" She cautioned

Monet kissed him slowly as he lost grip over his emotions while he explored her with his fingers all over her smooth skin.

"You can't go down there! She's special---you just have to earn her, are you worth it?" She whispered in his ears

"Damn! I don't deserve you, I don't" he whispered back respecting boundaries as agreed.