Chapter THREE✨

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IM SORRY AHEAD OF TIME❗️....

Ka'Lani Renea' Thompson
-Los Angeles, CA
-Location: Jassy's House

It's been a week since Kareem had been shot and killed we found out that it was his babymama who set him up, and the nigga she had been sneaking around with killed Reem. She let that shit happen in front of his son at that. Jassy been real out of it she don't do the gang shit, but I already told her ima air this bitch out about our family. I can't let my guard down so I keep my tears hidden, and my glock on me. At night the shit gets to me, but it's what come with being in the streets.

We currently were all getting ready for Kareem's funeral and I had just finished showering and putting lotion on my body. I got dressed in a black mesh dress, and paired it with my black platform block heels .

I was going through my jewelry box and came across the chain that my daddy gave me before he passed away and I put that on , it was a gold Cuban link. I was in the midst of making a in remembrance post for Reem , when I heard Jassy yelling and crying. "Everybody get the fuck out!...Idc I just want my brother... get off me Vince!"  I rushed out of my room and went downstairs to see her laying on the couch crying with a hoodie that had her and Reem on it . I walked over hugging her.

"Baby it's okay, I promise ... I'm not going to lie this shit not easy at all, but would Reem want you here crying and being sad for him?" I asked looking at her.

"No but that's my twin mane my other half, we was always right behind each other even with some type of accomplishments, he was getting out the streets he got the kids playing little league football some beasts now. I can't believe this shit man, I just want my brother" she cried into my arms . 

I let her cry and just held her because I know how that feeling is when you lose that person who was the closest to you. After about an hour she had calmed down and gotten ready which her timing was perfect because the limo had just pulled up. We all walked outside, and got into the limo heading to the church for his funeral. 





Omniscient
-Los Angeles, CA
-Angelus Funeral Home

About an hour into the funeral service Jassy and Ka'Lani received text messages saying "Showtime" and they were confused but automatically alerted the boys. RJ said he had bodyguards outside and everyone was alerted. Ka'Lani was keeping her cool but had her guns on her if anything was to go down, she was real nonchalant though not wanting to worry Jassy. From what the group knew, they had everything under control.

The funeral was coming to a closing and the pallbearers which consisted of RJ, Vince,Tay,Mari, Sincere, and Jacari. They was running the California streets with Reem. Some legit shit, but as they were getting ready to walk out the building shots was fired and before anyone could say a word everybody guns was pulled and a shootout had started.

Ka'Lani upped her guns and started shooting "Go go don't drop my fucking cousin body" she yelled at the boys. "We not letting you get shot at on yo own!"RJ argued. "Man please just go get my cousin to his burial & make sure he buried properly! I'm good!" She exclaimed while still shooting.  By this time she was no longer Ka'Lani , she was Savage.

Ka'Lani had ducked off without anyone noticing to the roof of the church popping the sniper that had a beam on the limo. Taking her place on the roof she had a headshot for all the opps. After the limo pulled off heading to the gravesite, she went back down and ran over seeing Jassy laid out on the ground with blood covering her.
"SOMEONE CALL THE POLICE!" "NO NO NO" she cried as she applied pressure to Jasmeen's wounds. "Bitch you can't leave me! Keep your eyes open. I'm right here. Don't bleed out. I need you" she cried seeing Jasmeen's eyes fluttering.

Not that long after the police and ambulance had arrived and the EMT's took Jasmeen putting her in the ambulance going to the hospital.

Ka'Lani was waiting to be questioned by the police, and called RJ waiting for him to pick up.

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