Chapter Three

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Phillips, Domonic

  "No, you better not throw me in this dam—"
She yelled, I watching one of my bestfriends' throw his girlfriend in the pool while I sat back listening to the radio play some crazy shit behind me.

We were out on this road trip, that my family had provided for because my father said that we had "earned" it. I found that shit difficult to believe since he was always in my ass, but after I accomplished why'd he wanted, I figured he'd be up my ass for a couple of days.

"Maine' move out the way, nigga, move," I yelled pushing him out of the way before the bullet could puncture his chest making it fly past the both of us.

I clinched my teeth as I turned and fired multiple bullets in his stupid ass chest, mad that I had just realized one more nigga was in the house; and almost had the ability to take my a person in my crews life.

"My bad," Maine' spoke.

I rolled my eyes and refrained from punching the shit out of him.

"Check that shit next time Maine'," he nodded his head and once I turned my head I smirked at the bloody sight I saw myself about to create with this bitch's body.

I hated everything about him and his family and having the chance to take his life meant more to me than I thought it would. He was always a challege, there was always somebody covering his back and his tracks, but that shit was over with today because I was putting his life to an end.

"You ready to die, nigga?"

Spitting out the blood on the ground from the previous punches he had received prior to the fact of me killing another dude, he smiled.

"Don't talk shit, if you gonna do some shit, then do it. I've always wanted to die, sonny."

Nothing could stop me at that moment from pointing the gun at his forehead and shooting repeatedly. He had called me that name that I hated, despised, he knew that, and for that I continued to shoot bullets to his skull and being who I was; I had no remorse afterwards.

"Bitch ass nigga."

"Man you alright, folk?"
I linked my eyes, with Trinity, and nodded my head.

"Yeah, I'm fine, can you get yo ass off of me?"

She rolled her eyes and smacked her teeth putting her hand on her wide hips. I don't even know why my father decided to invite her. She was a family friend, I had knew her almost all my life, and for her to always throw herself at me was the biggest fucking turnoff.

"What the fuck you just standing their for, Trinity?"

"I'm standing here because your talking to me like were not friends, and more importantly like you don't want me because I know you do, baby."

She tried to sit in my lap, but I stopped her with my hand.

"That's what you thought Trinity. I don't know how many times I have to tell you to stop throwing yo ass at me, we damn near like family."

She rolled her eyes, but I wasn't about to have sex with her. She was like my family, and I knew enough about her to know that she got around.

"So your telling me that you don't want all of this?"

I looked at her body up and down, licked my lips before looking away. She was short, red skin, with blonde hair going close to her ass.

I just shook my head with a laugh, and that was enough to make her walk away. That was enough for her to get the hint that I didn't want her. And I never would.

"You ever get scared about what we did?"

I looked up at Maine, aka Jermaine. He was my bestfriend, and the one I saved from getting his ass shot. He was like a brother to me, and everything was different between the two of us. I didn't really care about the outcome of what happened, but I knew he needed assurance that we were going to be cool.

"Nah, you shouldn't either. They know were we lay our heads at and if shit pop off, then it does."

He jumped back in the pool with everybody else as I laid my head back putting the blunt to my lips. I had no remorse for what I did. In order to get to the top, you have to get rid of some old heads, and I did what I had to do.

Let the games begin.

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