Game Of Love

1

Romeo's P.O.V

If this rain thought it was stopping shit, it wasn't. Simple. I was going finish what the fuck I started. I had to kill several of the niggas that robbed my father. I had nearly done it until one of them bitch ass niggas escaped. As I drove behind his dumbass my phone stared ringing. I looked over to see the caller I.D., to see if it was my lor slut but it was my uncle. Quickly I swerved past this big ass truck and caught back up with the nigga that escaped then I answered my phone.

"What?" I asked not even giving a fuck about pleasantries.

"You done with that job your father gave you?" He asked.

"Why?" Was all I said back, if he could see my face he'd know I had no time for his bitch ass.

"Cause I wantchu to do sum for me nigga," he said.

I kissed my teeth and said, "man whatchu want, shit?"

"Go down to the warehouse and make sure them niggas doing they fucking job," he said.

"Why you can't just do it?" I asked.

"Because I have to go to a sit down with your fucking father," he answered.

"What? Fuck type of sit down is it? And with who?" I asked him as I pulled up behind the nigga who had parked.

It was his turn to kiss his teeth and then he said, "them fucking Lo'Cartels, they want to discuss some turf issues."

"Fuck for? Aren't them prissy ass niggas already getting their way? Dhey don't see our asses ova there no mo so why tf they want a sit down?" I asked fuming as I readied myself to go kill the last nigga.

"Same shit I thought nephew, same shit," he said.

"Fuck niggas," I sighed.

"I know. But'chu still going slide for me?" He asked.

"Yeah, ard, I got it shit but I gotta go," I said hanging up as he was saying his thanks and shit.

With that I walked after his dumbass, he had went down a dark ass alley, shit was mad dirty and there was nothing but trash and abandoned cardboard boxes. I could still hear the pitter padder of his big ass feet running away then suddenly it stopped. Good. I'd do this shit quickly and make my way to the damn warehouse.

As I rounded around the bent of the alleyway I was confronted by several niggas, only three of them were tall like me. They were standing right in front of the nigga I was chasing down like some type of guard dogs. Apparently he called for backup, but them niggas wasn't going be able to stop me. He had a smug smile on his face as he stood behind them, rain pounding down on us all.

"Try that shit now, Rome," he chuckled, rain and spit sputtering from his mouth.

I sat my gun on the dumpster top and went to whoop all eight of them niggas asses. One of the big ass niggas rocked me in my shit causing my ass to stumble a little bit, I won't lie that shit may have stung for a split second but that shit made me more thrilled than I'd care to speak on. As I fought his ass off me, knocking him out, I was jumped on by three of the other niggas. I spun around, rain slushing all through my clothes and shoes, and smashed two of the niggas heads together and decked the other nigga straight in his shit.

"Four down," I smiled wiping blood from my mouth. "Four tah go," I told them devilishly.

The other four niggas looked at me then their punk ass homeboy and back to me with terror. Then they came swinging, and I'd be lying if I said they wasn't connecting but them niggas punches was weak as fuck. I let them get their hits in and knocked their dumbasses out. I was on a high. Shit was really exhilarating for me, I was charging up I loved a good fight. These four niggas were a bit more tougher than the first ones, I did have a better fight with the two short niggas in this set. The two big niggas, though, was making sure I didn't get past them but they was easily handled after a while of tussling. Once them niggas was out the way I picked my gun back up and shot them bitch ass niggas and then rounded on that wack ass nigga.