Lights Off

He had a ten, a five, and four dollars, “I’ll give you the other dollar next month’s meeting.”

He held the bag of weed tight in his hands. Glaring at the boy in front of him who offered the money, “If you don’t give me that extra dollar, then you’re not getting any.”

“The fuck did you just say?” He signaled the guys who sat in the car from afar “Give me the fucking bag or else faggot.”

He tucked the bag inside his pants in exchange for a pocket knife, what he didn’t expect was the sound of a-