Kiah P.O.V.
I walked into the house and all I heard were loud gunshots.
Once they was no sound, I looked down to see my 9 year old niece sprawled in my arms.
"Call the police!" Was heard through the house. I didn't bother to look up I ripped off my shirt and held it to her stomach.
I couldn't lose my child I couldn't. I didn't even want to look up as to why this just happened.
"Nina please don't die please." I said as tears blocked my view.
Omari P.O.V.
I dropped my gun, and stood frozen in my spot. My mouth stooped open as I watched my niece Nina go limp .
That was my baby I didn't mean to. I let my anger get the best of me. When the door opened, I had a jerk reaction and accidentally shot.
I couldn't even think. Tears slipped out as I ran towards the back door.
I hopped the back yard fence as I heard sirens behind me. I kept running and running until I seeped into a alleyway.
I hid behind the trashcan as cop cars passed. What has gotten into me, I would never raise a gun to a person I love. Never.
Once they were gone, I got up until I heard a click. I stopped in my steps and turned around slowly.
"Dope?" My fingers trembled as I came face to face with the man I shot almost 4 months ago.
"I'm sorry baby?" My grandma replied coming from behind him.
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My life with a thug
Teen FictionOmari was a thug who ran the streets selling weed and getting shot at. I guess you can say he was your average thug. He was a cold hearted person showing no mercy as other thugs do. All he cared about was getting head and making money But on day whi...
