So When I was writing this book I never posted up this chapter because I thought it wasn't good but now that I edited my book and re read everything and added a few more thing's this chapter is perfect in my eyes sooo enjoy. Please Vote, Comment and excuse any mistakes.
Jerome's POV
"I don't give a fuck how hard it might be to get to Jasmine I'm going with or with out y'all. I don't give a damn if I get shot and killed long as I'm saving and dying for her I could care less because I know I'll die for the love of my life."
" Everybody dies one part in time right? ,but if y'all want to bitch out go right on ahead but if not we ride in 20mins" I yelled out to my crew.
Some of these niggas are doubting that I'm going to be able to take out King trapa's bitch ass but I don't give a fuck.
Talking about everybody that stepped to him got shot and killed right on site. Unlike these other niggas I'm something they will never be and have something they will never have connections, loyalty, and plenty of niggas that would die just for me.
King trapa might think he hard ass shit but just wait until I take his stupid ass out that will be the best day of my life and more niggas will want to work for a nigga like me.
I pay them extra more than any other businesses roun here so it's no reason to have any unloyal niggas and snakes in my squad.
I grabbed my strap and was ready to head out fuck 20mins I'm ready to get jasmine back now!
Fuck waiting she's been on my mind since they took her I can't let them kill her and if she's dies I wouldn't know how to handle that because the last thing I would want is her to think I'm a failure of trying to save her, and I don't want our argument to be the last talk we had.
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"Alright nigga you ready" sef said beside me as we watched the crew.
" Hell yeah I been ready."
We rode out and arrived at his spot. My nigga's shot down anybody that was standing outside king trapa's spot from a distance.Then they shot down nigga's on the roof and gave us the signal to head towards them.
We ran towards them and busted through the little gate they had set up around the big as trap house and kicked the door down and starting opening fire.
A few of my niggas were getting shot up ,but I wasn't bout to lose focus of the only reason why I'm here .
As I looked around cautiously , and noticed all the different room's and made my way to a room with a white door and busted through it and started shooting.
White dust and all kinda shit was flying everywhere and I knew this was the room they make and cut their products.
"Aye nigga come here" sef said pulling me towards the back.
It looked like my niggas had already took care of the area, I thought while glancing around at all the limp bodies around me and him.
"We already took care of everything already ,but we heard whimpering coming from that room" he said pointing towards a black door with a red X with his gun.
I slowly started walking towards the door and stopped when I was 2 feet away from it, because I heard gunshots right behind me and when I turned around I saw my nigga sef on the floor coughing up blood with a nigga standing over him.
"Aww fuck" I said running towards him as I shot the nigga in his head that shot him.
"Sef look at me" I said kneeling down holding him in my arm's. His eyes directed to mine and I couldn't help but to yell and scream out.
"Sef look at me nigga don't die on me" I said holding him tightly.
My body was filled with rage a single tear started rolling down my face as I looked at my brother fighting for his dear life and I quickly wiped it away He mumbled something and pulled me closer so I could hear.
"Find Jasmine and get her to safety don't worry about me."
"Sef I'm not leaving you" I said looking at him.
"I love you nigga but your right your not leaving me I'm leaving you" he said while slowly closing his eyes.
"Nigga wake up!" I yelled out
"This shit can't be happening" I said while slowly getting back up and walking towards the room again.
My temper was high ass fuck and I was ready to just kill every fucking body in this bitch my damn self.
If it wasn't for this fuck nigga King trapa we wouldn't be in this shit now and my nigga sef would be happily walking around.
I hate how I have to go to his wife and kids and break the news to her that her husband was shot and killed.
When I got to the back room I slowly but cautiously began to open the door.
What I saw brung tears to my eyes I saw jasmine tied up to a bed beaten badly and the sheets was covered in blood.
All the sadness and hurt had suddenly been replaced with anger and rage.
They really fucked my baby up bad. I ran to her quickily to untie her hands ,but these two buff ass nigga's jumped out of no where one shot me in my shoulder nearly grazing my shit while the other missed.
I quickily shot both back to back with one to the head killing them instantly.
Then I redirected my attention and untied her hands. I couldn't tell if she was dead or alive with all the blood covered over her body.
I checked to see if she had a pulse. At first I didn't feel nothing so I started panicking , but then I felt something It was very faint but it was something.
I picked her up gently with tears wanting so desperately to fall from my eyes and began carrying her out the room.
"Aye Rome we cleared out the whole builing king trapa is no where to be found" one of my workers said.
I gave him a certain look and that's when he noticed I was holding jazzie in my arms.
"Tell everybody it's time to ride out I already have what I came for" I said lowly looking towards him.
"Ight" he said exiting the room.
I carried her out the room with her arm dangling to the floor with her blood smeared all over my shirt running down her arm.
I walked through out the building with all eyes on me well US.
When I made it outside I placed jazzie in the back seat and sat beside her holding her in my lap. Then demanded somebody to drive me to the hospital and quick....
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Historia Cortaeveryone wants that special person to make them feel on top of the world to cuddle with to hug on and make them feel loved not the opposite jasmine is 18 Her parents were separated when she was nearly 8 years old and she was raped when she was 12 y...