Trey Pov::
i woke up to see my hand wrapped tightly around nah'jaylah's waist and the light sound of her snoring it was cute tho so i ain't stress it . i carefully slipped out of the pure white sheets that covered the bed and headed to the bathroom.
28 minutes later~
i let the hot water run over my face and body a few more minutes and finally cut the water off . i put on my tan joggers , miami bulls jersey , and red / white nike air forces 1's . when i was done with all that good stuff i exited the bathroom. i looked at my watch and it was 9:15 in the morning . as i was about to go downstairs to the living room i noticed that jaylah was no longer in bed . i guess she downstairs looking for some food . i grabbed my s6 and headed on downstairs . suprisingly , nah'jaylah was no where to be found . i walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge to get a bottle of water . i sat the water on the kitchen counter as i shut the fridge door . when i had shut the door i saw a note and from that moment i knew it was nah'jaylah because of her handwriting . i snatched the note off of the fridge and sat on the counter and read the note.
dear trey ,
you prolly out the shower now . it took yo ass for fucking ever. anyway , i had to go grocery shopping for our baby so i'll be back in a hour or so .
love ,
jaylah
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i chuckled and threw the peice of paper away. i went nd sat down and turned the tv on to sport center . the cavaliers were beting miami heats ass by 15 points . right when i was getting deep into the game , my boy d-man texted me .
// text convo.
d-man : aye g . you might wanna come to the trap . some shit is off .
// end of convo.
i didn't even reply to the message . i shot up , grabbed my phone , and keys and headed out to the trap .
15 mins later..
i arrived at the trap and it looked like someone had tried to bust the door open .
i busted in the traphouse furious wth anger demonstrated throughout my facial expression.
i immediatley spotted d-man and hurried over to him.
" what the fuck happened here ? " i asked furiously raising my voice.
" boss i don't know . i came here about 30 minutes ago and when i pulled up it looked like somebody had tried to bust us . " d-man stated angrily. he may be upset but i know damn well his ass aint more upset than me. all the hardwork , blood amd sweat i put into this business is ridiculous and to have someone try to destroy that is basically asking to have you and your whole mothafuckin' family killed .
" did you check the inventory yet ? " i asked sitting down in a chair rubbing my hands over my face.
" yea boss , and it aint lookin too good they definantly robbed us . " d-man stated.
"well what and how much did they take ?" i asked getting more and more upset by the minute.
d-man sighed and continued to talk. " well they took 25 grand and they stole atleast 23 bricks so he or she had to have a team with him or her. " d-man stated.
aw hell naw. niggas should know not to steal from me and my business . last year this nigga named darius used to work for me until i caught his ass stickin bricks into a duffel bag one night . i shot him once and then knocked him out for awhile and so i put his ass in a trash bag and took him to the martello bay. there , at the martello bay i shot him 4 more times , slit his throat , and dunped his ass in the bay . the police found him the next morning and the bitch ass nigga mermorial service was held the following sunday .
