Chapter Four: Gunplay

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Nana's P.O.V

I didn't know what was going on but I knew something smelled fishy. I slowly drifted through the house until I came to the dinning area and notice that the vase had been turned around. I have a really good photographic memory and I set my house to my liking to recognize change.

"Who the fuck is in my house!" I said aiming my gun towards the curtains.

I shot at the curtains three times but there wasn't anyone there.

"Fuck is going on?" I said to myself.

I turned around and a hand was covering my mouth. I tried to fight back but it was no use.

"Sleep baby . . . " he said in a deep, smooth voice. That voice sounded so familiar.

I stayed awake as long as I could then everything went black.

Gene's P.O.V

"Man duuddee . . ME TOO BRUHH!" I said all excited. "Hell Naw Fuck Boy!" he said laughing.

The girl looked at me sideways and giggled.

"So what your saying is that you like to read Greek Mythology too?" she asked.

"Yeah, I do!" I said.

That niggah Lorenzo was cracking up. I didn't see anything funny but I guess so.

"Girl . . . why you playin' these games with me," I asked annoyed. "You gon' give me the number or not?"

She stood there for a minute and gave me her phone. " I'll hit you up," she said with a fake smile. I could tell. "Honestly."

I raised an eyebrow and put my number in her phone. When she walked off Lorenzo starting rolling.

"You know she not callin' you right my dude," he said with a big ass grin. I just swatted at him. He just cheesed the whole time.

" Man bruhh you a real cool dude," I told him. He looked at me sideways.

"So you catchin' feelings dude?" He asked joking.

I smacked him on the back of the head so damn hard that niggah almost flew.

"I ain't with that gay shit," I told him.

He just keep rubbing the spot I smacked him in (pause). We both started laughing and walked towards the car.

"Aye you heard from Lori?" He asked.

"Who?" I asked confused.

He looked at me with a blank face. Is this niggah trippin? Hope this niggah ain't about that gay shit for real. I don't play that.

"Yo cousin dude," he said.

"Oh!" I said feeling stupid.

No one calls her that shit but his dumb ass. How was I suppose to know?!

I pulled out my phone to check on her and I got no answer. I looked at the phone kind of strange. "Aye dude lemme see your phone," I told him. He handed it to me.

"iPhones," I said shaking my head.

"Fuck you and your andriod," he said. I chuckled.

I wanted to use his phone to call Nana. Yeah I was calling my ungrateful "mother". I called her phone and I got no answer so I immediately started to panic.

"Get in the car," I demanded.

"What's going on dude?" He said getting in.

I didn't say anything but I had a bad feeling that some of Nana old friends caught up with her.

Caulori's P.O.V.

I couldn't move. In my mind I was running but really my feet were frozen solid to the ground. I began to panic and my heart was about to jump out of my chest.

I saw the shadow creeping closer and closer and closer and then . . . . nothing.

The person was gone so I took that as my chance to run. I ran over to Nana's dresser were she kept her other gun and I grab it.

I never used a gun before so I was just scared to even be holding it. I didn't know what I was doing but I do know to aim and shoot.

I gripped the gun and slowly walked towards the door. I was feeling like Cameron Diaz from Charlie's Angels. It's amazing how humorous I can be in a real life, dangerous situation.

I peeped around the corner and didn't see anyone so I quickly walked into my room and grabbed my purse and my emergency bag. Yeah I had a bag already packed but I never really expected to use it.

BOOM!

I turned my head in the direction of the noise and I almost pissed my pants. "Oh God Please Let It Be Him!" I semi shouted to myself. " Please . . . '' I repeated.

I squeezed my eyes tight together and pointed the gun at the door. "Please, please . . . ," I said loading the gun.

BOOM!

There was that noise again.

"Nana is that you ?" I whispered. I shifted around, debating on whether or not I should check it out. I finally walked slowly towards the door. I wasn't even out of the frame yet and I had a gun to my head. I jumped in shock.

"Please don't hurt me," I pleaded. "We don't have much but we can give you what we have." He ignored me and only laughed.

"Last words?" he asked.

I began to cry but tears couldn't save me.

POW! POW!

I didn't even see it coming . . .


♥ Excuse All My Many Mistakes. Thank You Lads & Ladies. ♥

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