Thug Dilemma

7. Set Up

*Aliyah

What the fuck did that bitch just say? I looked at Tray and was lost for words.

"Tray, what the fuck is she talkin' about?" I asked him. I was ready for him to come up with some bullshit lie so that I could punch his ass right in the face!

"Man I don't know what the fuck dat girl talkin' about. Last time I fucked that hoe was last summer, which was about seven months ago and I used a glove." he explained. I looked into his eyes tryin' to search for the truth but I couldn't find anything. Fuck this, I thought as I took a deep breath

"....Tray, I need to go home and think about all this bullshit. I am so sick and fuckin' tired of gettin' hurt--You know what, I'm not about to waste my breath," I said turning around to go to my car. Once I was inside, I took my car keys out of my purse and started the engine.

I can't believe Tray just stood there and let me leave like that, I thought to myself as I backed out of the parking lot. Here I was, tryin' to give Tray a chance, tryin' to make a difference but some shit always had to--

I stopped thinking for a second and slowed my car down when I saw Nina's ass walkin' on the sidewalk. So this bitch really walked all the way to Tray's house in those booty shorts and high ass hills! Oh, I bet she thought she was gone get her some dick today but she had me all fucked up! I thought, feeling like I wanted to run that hoe over.

Next thing you know a car pulled up to the corner of the sidewalk where Nina was headed. The window rolled down and some dark skinned chick started yelling for Nina to hurry and get in.

I couldn't really make out her face so I slowed down a little more to see if I could get a peek. Once I got a glance at the girl's face, shit started coming back to me.

I knew Nina looked familiar from the moment I saw her on Tray's porch. Nina and that bitch who just picked her up were the two strippers at Roscoe's party that was dancin' all up on Tray! Stank Asses! Somethin' just didn't sit right with these two bitches together. So guess what I did? I followed them hoes! I damn sure did! I ended up followin' them to some broke down ass house with a bunch of niggas sittin' outside playing cards with some big ass pitt bull in the back yard that wouldn't stop barking.

I just figured it was a trap house and parked across the street. I turned around to look out my back window and got into my detective mode.

I noticed that one of them niggas playing cards was Roscoe's ass. He seemed to be the only happy person over there standing up, slamming cards on the table and collecting money, so I guess he was winning.

Then Nina's stank ass got out of the car and went over to him. I could tell he didn't like her for shit cause his mood went from good to bad just that quick.

She was sayin' something to him but he looked like he was ignoring her.

I'd give a million dollars to hear what she had just said to him. Then the bitch had the nerve to grab his arm only for him to yank it away from her like she was contagious or somethin'. Shit, she probably was.

I saw her friend in the driver's seat shaking her head and talking on the phone.

Then I saw Nina tryin' to go into the house but Roscoe pushed her away from the door. This time I could here him as he yelled for her to get her crackhead ass away.

Crackhead? So this bitch really is a fiend!

Nina walked back to the car and hopped inside smiling and shit. Her friend smiled too and handed Nina the phone and she started talkin' to whoever was on the other line.

Somethin' wasn't right about this shit because after they left, a black G6 with dark tinted windows came to a complete halt where Nina them were just at.

Then the front and back windows rolled down and I saw guns being pointed towards Roscoe. OH NO!!

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

It sounded like at least a hundred shots where being fired! I ducked down in my seat and covered my head praying that nobody saw me.

Scrrrrrrrrrrrrr....

I heard the car screech off into the distance. Suddenly everything got really quiet. I took my phone out and started dialing Tray.

He picked up on the third ring, "What ma? Don't come wit all dem questions and shit cause I already done told you I ain't--" I quickly cut him off.

"Tray baby it was a drive-by and--" then he cut me off.

"Wait what? Where the fuck you at?" He panicked.

"I'm on Dorris Street," I whispered.

"Awh shit! Ight stay right there. Did you call the police yet?"

Damnit! Why didn't I think of that?! I thought.

"No," I answered nervously.

"Well do that! I'll be there in ten minutes! I love you." He said before quickly hanging up.

Then I called the ambulance and gave them my location and information before they told me that they were on their way.

I couldn't stop shaking as I slowly climbed from under my seat, scared as shit.

I carefully opened my door and peeked my head out only to see a whole bunch of bodies laid out across the lawn......including Roscoe's!

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