Chapter 11: I Don't Get Tired

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(This chapter ain't much, because the next one is going to be hella long. Be patient.)

Chapter 11:


The morning started off pretty well for Chi and Angelique with their usual hot sex and the cooling down process of the taking a shower. They both ate breakfast together, and just lounged around the condo.


"What's your problem?" Boobie asked Terrell.


"It's Moriah, she acting shitty again." Terrell snapped slamming his phone down.


"What she do now?" Boobie asked.


"Today me and Jr. were supposed to spend the day together, but Moriah won't return none of my phone calls. She sending me straight to voicemail and everything." Terrell sighed.


"Let's go see her. What's the worst that could happen?" Boobie asked hopping in his 2015 Camaro. Terrell got in on the passenger side. "So what's up with you and Angelique?" He asked.


"That bitch playing for the other team!" Terrell snapped instantly getting mad.


"She gay? She like pussy, too?" Boobie asked surprised as he turned a right corner.


"Nah nigga, she fucking with Chi now." Terrell answered.


"Yo, that's some snake shit. Are you sure that Angelique wasn't tricked because you didn't tell her nothing about these streets. She wouldn't know who's her enemy and who's her friend out here." Boobie said smartly.


"I ain't trying to hear that shit. I say she's a snake, so she's a snake. Fuck her and Chi. I hope both of their asses get shot, and that's real shit."


"I don't know why you playing." Boobie said.


"What you talking about?" Terrell eyed Boobie.


"You know you fuck with that girl the long way!" Boobie answered knowingly.


"Shut that shit up, bruh." Terrell said trying to deny the truth.


Boobie smirked as he pulled up to Moriah's house. Soon as they pulled up to the house, they found yellow caution tape around the house and a bunch of police and nosey ass neighbors. Terrell hopped out of the car, and ran up towards the house, but police stopped him. "I'm sorry, Sir, but we can't let you pass the tape. There's an investigation going on."


"Investigation? What the fuck happened?" Terrell asked worried.


"Are you in any way related to the victims?" He asked.


"Yeah Moriah is my girl and the mother of my son." He said half lying, half telling the truth.


"Well both the son and mother were shot in the head. A note was left behind saying 'a message left from west side'. Do you know what that note could possibly mean?" The police officer asked.


Terrell shook his head. "I have to go." He got inside the car and Boobie pulled off.


"FUCK!" Terrell yelled at the top of his lungs making Boobie jump causing him and the car to swerve a little bit.


"Nigga, we just almost died. Chill the fuck out! Trying commit suicide and shit. You know I can barely drive good and you scaring a nigga and shit. You know I got chest problems! I could've had a damn heart attack." Boobie snapped.


"Call everybody! Call everybody! We're doing another Operation and this time it's on West side."


"We don't have beef with West side though." Boobie answered.


"Yes the fuck we do." Terrell bit his bottom lip and punched the dashboard with a few combinations.


"I understand that you're mad and shit, but my car ain't do shit." Boobie said.


Terrell side eyed Boobie. "I'm killing all these niggas. They took my son." Before he could suck the tears back, a few of them fell out.


"I know yeen crying. We don't cry." Boobie said.


"They took my son, man. My lil' man is gone." Terrell cried.


***


Angelique cried into Chi's arms for the second time today because Angelique discovered that she had a miscarriage. "I wanted that baby, Chi." She cried.


Chi just rubbed her back. "I know, baby girl." He whispered.


Angelique cried harder. "Evidently, God brought it back home because you or Terrell ain't ready just yet. He didn't want to bring that baby into the crossfire." He said.


Angelique just stared at Chi. Chi wiped the tears from her eyes. "Baby girl, stay strong. When it's time, you're body's gonna do what it knows." He said.


Angelique weakly smiled. "Chi."


"Huh?" He asked.


"I want a lot of ice cream."


"That can be arranged, bae."


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