Part 11

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-Tyree-

I'm halfway asleep, when I hear Rae Sremmurd singing No Type from my cell. I bet it's Essence calling to make sure I'm not mad her ass is coming home late. Like hell Im not, she gettin that ass whooped...shit, I'm tryna get my dick wet. I pick up my phone and see my nigga Mike's name on the caller ID, but I just saw him so why is he callin me? Somebody knocks on my dooor at the same time. I look between my phone and the door.

Me: What the fuck?

???: Aye bruh open up

Me: Man who is it

???: Bruh you got that shit or nah?

I get up and stretch. Mike was probably calling to tell me he sent some new business over or something. I grab my gun, cause you can never be too safe with new niggas.

Me: Mike send you?

There was a pause and I leaned up against the door holding my gun.

???: Yeah, he said you got the best in town.

Me: That's my nigg-shit!

I open the door and see four dudes instead of one. This must be a set up or something. I point my gun and step back and the lead one looks at me, and the other three look at him with their hands in their pants ready to pop me if he say the word.

Leader: If you gon point that shit, use it.

I turn the safety off and aim my shit at his head and walk up close. His boys pull out their guns and aim them at me, but he stays cool. I admire this dude even though I gotta shoot him sooner than later.He walks away and leans on the wall, seeing that we don't have a couch. His boys keep their guns aimed and cocked at me.

Leader: You prolly wanna know why im here right?

I don't say anything and just tilt my head to the side.

Leader: That's the same thing my dog do when I ask him something...but see that's why i'm here. You ain't nothing but a bitch ass dog.

Me: What the fuck you call me?

I aim to shoot, and one of his boys pops one in my fooot and I scream against my will. I fall to the floor and one of his boys take my gun.

Me: Damn man! Fuck you! Disrespecting me in my house, nigga im the man in this bitch

Leader: And just like a bitch ass, punk ass dog, all yo ass can do is bark.

he sniffs and walks over to me.

Leader: I heard you like to hit girls so, I came over to see what it looks like when you fight a nigga like me.

Me: Bruh what is you talkin about

He walks over and punches me straight up in my mouth, causing me to bite my lip and make it bleed. I try to get up but his boys knock me down.

Leader: Nah nah let the nigga up, im tryna see what he got

I get up and swing, but he ducks and hits me hard in my side.

Me: Fuck!

I spit out some blood from my lip, and his fists come out of nowhere, punching me in my head and knocking me to the ground. I feel dizzy and look up at the four dudes surrounding me. They look like shadows wearing all black.

???: What else did he do to her? I wonder

Leader: you know I think i saw some bruises on her sides.

He bends down and curves his thumb and pointer finger around his chin to make it look like he's thinking.

Leader: And i mean I can only think of one way she coulda got those. Right yall?

They all nod and he snaps his fingers. Before I know it, it's three niggas kicking me in my sides and stomach, while the lead dude lights one up, watching from the wall. When they get done I cough uncontrollably. Before I black out, I see two of the dudes lifting up my mattress and taking everything in my stash. My drugs, my money, and my clips for my gun. One of them runs over to me and goes through my pockets, taking all the other cash and weed I got on me. As they head toward the door, they all laugh. The leader has my gun.

Leader: This is a nice piece bruh, I told you if you was gon point this shit you shoulda used it.

???: I bet you this is some lame ass weed this nigga got

???: Oh yeah, ass whoopin courtesy of Essence

He's the last one out of my apartment, and he slams the door behind him. Just like before, I'm alone in the dark. Essence. That bitch. After everything I did for her, she gon set me up? Me?! She was gon get what's coming to her. I turn off my side and onto my back, then black out.

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