Chapter 5

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--- Kiara ---

I could feel D sliding into the bed. It was 2 in the morning. I turned around and asked him was he okay . He said " yeah baby girl , I'm alright , most importantly I'm glad you alright." He pulled me closer to him and we drifted off to sleep.

The next morning I got up and washed up and got dressed . Where was I going ? Hell I don't even know. So I just went downstairs and made D some breakfast. His favorite, Pancakes , bacon , sausage , and eggs . With some OJ. That boy would drink some OJ with anything. And he knew how to eat too. So when I cooked I didn't mind because I knew he would eat it all.

When I finally got done I went to go wake him up . Well he was already up . He was just up playing the game.

" Bae your food is ready " , standing in front of the TV.

At this point this nigga didn't even care he ain't make that lay up . He got up so quick.  I already had His plate made. Soon as he sat down he got to grubbing. This nigga asked for seconds before he was even done with his first plate. man that's my baby tho.

When he got done he was still talking about what happened yesterday. He just couldn't understand why Slim would come after me and him like that.

" Well baby " , I said as I sat on his lap. " you know niggas gone come after me because they know how you feel about me and how we rocking so they use that as like their weapon. "

He shook his head .

"And everybody knew you was one of Slims best workers. They even said they could see you making it big out here. Hell you even cool with the police cause you got that good shit. Obviously Slim thinks he taught you the ropes. Nah that nigga just got you out here even more. "

Little do people know D daddy taught him the basics and most of the hard shit before he died. So D wasn't no rookie.  Even tho he was young he had hella workers and some smart ass people on his team like Meech. I mentioned that was his main mans?

--- D ---

D phones start ringing.

*D picks up *  Hello ?

" Aye nigga you ready for war ?" , unknown voice says.

" Man who is this ?"

" Dont worry about just be ready nigga "

          * PHONE CALL ENDS  *

The fuck , who the fuck was that?

" Bae who was that ? " Ki asks

" Shit I don't even know , they talking about am I ready for war ? "

--- Kiara ---

" HELL YEAH WE READY FOR WAR ! "

Before I could say anything else D cut me off very calmly saying " Kiara who is we ? '

" Me and You the fuck , bae these niggas ain't ready "

See niggas didn't know about me . My mama used to be a rider just like me before my daddy got shot so she taught me everything once I start rocking D.  But D didn't know because he didn't want me to get caught up the game . My mama talked me into it because she says D reminded her of my daddy that's why she liked him so much. Always asking about him before me.

Anyways D wasn't with that shit. He never wanted me to help him with big shit like this .

" Kiara you better sit yo ass down , you know you ain't about to do shit. You can go stay with yo mama for a couple days while I handle this shit. Imma come see you everyday. " D said.

That's how you knew shit was real when he didn't want me to get into or if he said I had to go stay with my mama. Within the next two days each day D got a call . The third call was tripped out .

--- D ---

" I suggest that you look out your family "

*PHONE CALL ENDS *

10 minutes later I gotta phone call.

" What!?"
" Alright , Shit I'm on my way bye "

" Kiara put ya shit on and let's go "
" HURRY UP "

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