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"With you right by my side..."

Beyoncé Pov
Block Party

Somehow, Onika convinced all of us to come to this damn block party. It's full of crips in here and we the only bloods. Yea it's a lot of us, but it's more of them because they supposed to be here. I been trynna keep Onika by my side, but we all know how that's going. She so hardheaded, she keep walking off wit this boy.

I done already told her about him and she still don't care. Her words were, "i'll consider your statement when we're at war." Like what the hell. That doesn't even make sense because they could use her as collateral during war. We never know when war gon start, it's always out of the blue.

She really been pissing me off cause she all on this nigga like she wit him. Her brothers already told me if I see her on him, snatch her ass up. I won't hesitate to do so either. She really been MIA for a minute. I had eyes on her, but I turned for 2 seconds and she was gone. It's not any better because she short as fuck so I gotta look for a blonde head.

Ion know why but she thought it was so important that she got her hair redid. Some new shit, like long and bone straight blonde hair. It look good as fuck on her, but this party ain't that important.

I ran into Ant and he was looking for her, then Bryan and he couldn't find her neither. We start looking for Marc and Mic and when we found them, they were lost as well. If neither one of us can find her, she's not here. Now we panicking because Ginger and Dina don't know where she is either. The area not that big so there isn't many spots she could be.

The boy that she was with was at the juice bar with two cups, i'm assuming one is for Onika. So, I walked up to him. "Yo where Princess at?" I asked him. He chuckled and shook his head, not answering me. This nigga so weird bro. "Yoooo I said where the fuck Princess at!?" I said louder. This nigga still aint say shit. He finna piss me off.

"Say foo I know you heard ha askin you bout my sister. Where the fuck is she?" Michael spoke behind me. Ole boy looked between us and downed whatever was in his cup. "Ion know where she at. Last time I saw ha she was wit a crew of boys. Better get to her before she get that train ran on ha." He laughed. I know this dude ain't just say what I think he did. He was hopping and clapping like shit was really funny. I jacked him up by his jacket and pulled him to an empty area. "WHERE THE FUCK IS SHE!?!," I yelled pulling out my gun. He begging to die at this point. "I swear if they done touched her, you gon die bitch!" I pushed him.

Micheal and Marcus grabbed him, taking him to the truck. I don't know why people play with that family like they won't kill you on the spot. My blood boiling on high! He said something about a train, and Onika not the type to volunteer for a train to be ran on her.

I heard a faint scream and it sounded oddly familiar. The direction it was coming from was hard to make out because of the loud music going. "Bro you heard that shit?" Ant asked taping my shoulder. I nodded my head and we ran to the car.

"Yo somebody got Nic. We just heard her scream but it was so fast dawg." Ant crunk the car. Michael sat in the front and me and Marcus was in the back with a knocked out ole boy. Ginger and Dina hopped in the far back of the truck. Anthony started driving around the area, but we couldn't see shit. It's so dark out here. "Aye bitch ass boy! Get the fuck up! You finna tell us where the fuck my sister at or i'm finna shoot yo ass!" Marcus put the gun to his head. He looked so scared like he was finna piss himself. "Alright man alright! Don't shoot me man please!" he cried. Pussy ass boy. "Speak then bitch!" I shouted.

"Alright alright. My homie house right here. Like y'all sitting in front of it fam. Just right inner I promise you! They told me to get her cause she was fine and they finna run a train on her. Right in there I promise you!" he was speaking so fast. Soon as he stopped talking, like 5 dudes walked out the house laughing and dapping each other up.

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