Backfire on the Empire

Thuggin Karina Lovely

Two months earlier

Omniscient POV

Kristy sat in her and Karina's two bedroom apartment on the couch next to Thomas. She had just got home fifteen minutes ago from the chicken shack across the street and was getting her money's worth. Thomas watched her in disgust. He hated that she ate three pieces of chicken already, but was still going back for more. She was just going to get fatter, and that was something he didn't want.

"Your fat ass needs to stop eating. You're big enough already." Thomas said grimacing at his girlfriend.

She put down her piece of chicken read to go off, when Karina walked in with an angry expression. She held a bat in her left hand and was ready to swing.

"You bitch ass nigga! Don't you ever...." Karina swung the bat hitting Thomas in the shoulder. "Talk like that...." Karina swung again hitting him in the back." To my sister..." Karina hit him again in the leg. He was now on the floor screaming in pain. "Again!" Karina swung again hitting him in the knee. She heard a pop indicating she broke his knee.

"Oh my god. Karina why you do that?" Kristy said.

"He called you fat. he's a sorry excuse for a man." Karina said.

"Yea a sorry excuse that pays our fuckin bills!" Kristy said angrily.

"Girl calm ya ass." Karina said. "Get him out of here." She said before going to wash his scum germs off her bat.

An hour later, Karina's bat was washed, Kristy had gotten Thomas out the apartment in one piece, and they were on their way out the apartment.

"Do we really need guns Karina?" Kristy said in a quiet voice as they walked down the apartment hall so nobody could hear her.

"Hell yea. Blasting bitches is a pleasure I would like to have. Ain't like I ain't neva had a gun befo." Karina said loudly.

Sh didn't care who heard her. That was her personality. Not giving a damn. She just wanted to live her life and have fun, even if that meant shooting a bitch.

"Well, I think you ought to look at things differently. I mean, what if the police stop us?" Kristy asked once the got outside.

"I'll blast their asses too." Karina spoke carelessly as she and Kristy strutted down the side walk and across the street to their friend, Sanchez, a local gun dealer's house.

Once they made it there, Kristy knocked on the door. Sanchez came to the door, but knew the hood, so he wasn't just about to open the door.

"Who is it?"Sanchez said trying to sound as if he wasn't close to the door.

"K Lovely" Karina spoke.

Sanchez snatched open the door with a smile on his middle aged face. He was in his late forties and had tan skin. He had baby sat Karina and Kristy when they were little, so that's how they were all so close.

"Hey chicas. Come on in. What brings you to Old Uncle Sanchez?" He spoke.

The girls walked in and took a seat on his leather couch. Karina took out a big wad of money that Kristy had no idea she had. Karina sure seemed to be surprising people today.

"What can I get for $900?" Karina asked.

"Let's see. I got the silencer, the AK47, the hand gun. Or you cam get the machine gun. It comes with the bullets." Sanchez said.

"I'll take the first three. Kristy here can have the hand gun. She's scary." Karina said.

"Whatever ugly." Kristy said pouting.

"Childish." Karina said.

"I think I'll just give you all those, but I'll put in the machine gun on the house because you're like family." Sanchez said.

"Alright. Here you go."Karina said.

In her mind, she was actually going to sell the hand gun for $900 to a rich white man that she talked into meeting her to buy it, and keep the other guns. He was rich and had never had a gun before. He didn't know what it cost. But noe, she would have a machine gun in her house, so if someone tried to rob her, she would put many pullets in they ass. But one person in particular was going to get a bullet to the brain, Lucius Lyon.

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George Lopez as Sanchez