Johnnie Bryant
Trigger 19
Atlanta, Georgia📍
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I lowered my mask and squinted my eyes looking at the house as I reached for my gun.
I nodded licking my lips some and got off the car and went to the back of the house.
Picking the locks the door finally opened and I walked in. I looked around and nodded cause it was luxurious.
I saw a Rolex and a diamond chain on the counter in the kitchen. I smiled grabbing them and put them in my duffel bag.
As I was bout to walk upstairs I saw money on the table and floor of the living room.
"Jackpot" I mumbled going there and filled my bag up then all of a sudden I felt something cold on my neck.
I froze as my eyes went wide. "The Fuck you think you doing?" I heard.
"Let go of the bag and stand up slowly" he said and I let go of the bag and stood up slowly as he told me.
Only reason why I was obeying the rules was because I wanted him to think I'm scared. But I will catch him off guard and shoot him.
"Turn" he said and I turned looking at him. "Hold yo hands high" he said and I just looked at him
"I said hold yo hands high don't make me let it blow" He repeated and I held my hands high
We stared at each other. He didn't know it was me cause I had a mask on. He reached for my gun in my waistband and pointed it at my head.
"Take off yo mask" he said and I shook my head.
"This ain't the type of games na bitch Imma wipe yo nose" he said
I huffed rolling my mask up and he laughed. "You? Wow"
"Gimmie my gun" I told him and he laughed again.
"Aye you thought you could rob my house?" He laughed and I smacked my lips.
"Here's what I want you to do, I want you to get in yo car and go back to yo house fore I blow your brains out." He said in all seriousness
"You not gone do shit cause if you was you would of been shot me" I said and I heard a click.
I looked all over myself for bullet holes but I didn't see any. "Safety" he said and I let a breath out.
He pulled me by my shirt leading me to the door. "Get the fuck gone cause real talk Imma kill you and don't ever try some shit wimmie again"
"What the fuck ever" I mumbled he closed his door in my face.
