~The hood girls want a smart nigga, college girls all want a thug. So it seems that we fiend what we dont need.~
*Jamals P.OV.*
Looking around this restaurant i grew impatient waiting on these men to come, i was beginning to think Jermaine made these niggas up. Crooking my neck back three men in suits came approaching my area and Jasmine looked up in deep sigh. Sitting the men got dead to the point.
" you and Jermaine killed my men the other night...dont worry i know because i set it up. Your making big moves before and your name has clicked around my ears in previous times...now you have all the profit from the house still,yes?"
Ready to speak the man held up a finger.
" of course, and all of that belongs to me. I want it back, i have moves for you to gain from things to give your name a ring and all you have to do is say yes."
Leaning in my stomach was telling me to chill. But my mouth was ready to say something else, this man looked well over 42 and professional about his money. Licking my lips jasmine grabbed my glock and fired off. Leaping up i rushed his pockets and yet another shot was fired off, but this time on Jasmine. Snatching the gun from her fingers i pulled the trigger into the opposing men's face.
Screams came from all over and people ducked down covering their faces in horror. Running out the food course i peeped out a tinted windowed car with low rims, seemed leather seating and a fresh looking tag. Using my stolen keys i checked them out on the car sure enough they worked. Hopping in i swerved off without regrets and pulled my phone out.
"Yo Jermaine open up da doe we got major shit to talk about! No games, imma be there in 15."
Hanging up I pressed the petal at on coming stop light. Peeping my next move I took a left at the next light. Swerving and sweating was all I was accomplishing. Pulling up to Jermaines crib i parked down the street and ran to his door like a dog broke loose.
Banging on the door i rushed him to the ground with the impact i put on getting into the house.
" Yo..what the fuck?"
" you set me up nigga, dont play stupid..i know them niggas dont just come strapped fah nun!! You set me up!...damn bruh after years and years you do this shit."
" what you mean set you up?"
" what you mean what i mean..bitch nigga dont play"
Pulling my glock i wasted no time and spared no exspense on firing into his leg. Before i knew it he had two more shots let off into him.
Rummaging through the house tearing shit down i searched for the duffle bags. Checking the closet, there they sat.
