When you love someone

06

Priah
1 week later

"Diamond just give me the word and I'll handle this shit." TK my big brother said fidgeting with a lighter in his hand.

I recently found out someone that works in the casino been stealing over 20k monthly. 2 years ago I would've let him handle it but I'm not that person anymore.

"TK it's fine bruh, this situation ain't nothing we can't take to the police I'm not with that life anymore. I have people in my life I gotta worry about now."

"I know, but 20k a month is crazy. This ain't like 500$ or 1,000$ D."

"We already found out who it was, I know him he wouldn't just take that amount of money without a good reason just let me talk to him every situation don't gotta be handled with a gun."

TK looked up at me and we made eye contact. We knew each other like the backs of our hands so he knew I was serious. When it came to handling shit with guns, we were real familiar with that.

Flash back 5 years ago, Brooklyn New York

"Gimme one reason why I shouldn't kill y'all lil niggas right now." Ghost the man who ran the drug cartel said smoking a blunt staring at us.

After our mom got sick and our father got locked up, we been selling drugs on the corners to help support our grandmother we were currently living with. I'm about to turn 18 in October so I might stop sellin' and become a stripper to pay for my mom's medical bills. But until then this is my only option.

"Look we ain't know those was ya blocks we just tryna make money to support our family bruh." TK said with a straight face.

"First of all I ain't ya fucking bruh, y'all lucky I'm not in the mood to kill nobody right now. But y'all definitely gon' pay me off."

I raised my eyebrow and looked at TK. We never did work for anyone no matter how much money they offered, that was the easiest way to get involved in something you can never get out of.

"You got a problem wit' that?" He asked me blowing smoke in the air

"Nah." I answered back.

"Ight then, imma need y'all to get rid of these two niggas fa me. And y'all can't say no because if y'all do we gon kill ya mother, grandma and y'all along w them. Understand?"

I felt my jaw tighten up and my body get hot. There wasn't nothing I hated more than a nigga that involved the innocent. I wanted to shoot him right then and there but I ain't have that choice. Me and TK nodded our heads and went to the location he told us to go to.

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"Stay in here I'll take care of it." TK said getting out the car.

"Nigga what? This ain't a you job this a us job, you can't go in a fucking trap house alone and try to kill 2 niggas. We don't even know if it's just them in there."

I started to get overwhelmed and my legs started to shake. I had bad anxiety and this whole thing was making me anxious as hell.

"Look imma be fine, just stay here and stay alert imma be back."

He jogged to the trap house and pulled his black hoodie over his head and went around to the back. I sat there and waited about 30 minutes. I got a gut feeling and knew something was wrong. I filled my clip and went into the house making sure I made no noise.

I felt someone grab me from behind making me elbow them with all my force. It was one of the guys we were sent to kill and I immediately raised up my gun and pulled the trigger 3 times. I stood there in shock for a few seconds until I heard small coughs coming from the kitchen. I slowly walked over there and saw a dead body and TK laying next to it with a knife sticking out his abdomen.