Touch Me, Tease Me

E I G H T E E N

~ Mercedes Third Person POV ~

The Northway Boys sat in the basement of the strip club and listened as Octo gave them a run down.

Octo: Look, I know shit been getting crazy lately.

He inhaled smoke from his cigar.

Octo: Talking with the snakes, new hispanics in the area, could be a lot but the next step is very crucial. If you're too pussy to get your hands dirty let me know now.

He looked around smirking, knowing no one was going to stand.

Octo: Alright then. As we know, they're leader is some bitch ass Reggie nigga. His right hand is Wicked. His mom owns a restaurant on 15th ave.

White Boy: We hittin his moms?

Octo: Why? You scared, White Boy?

White Boy: Nah.. I'm just saying-

Octo: Nigga I said if you pussy leave. My money on the line and you worried about another nigga?

White Boy stopped talking.

Octo: Glad we came to an understanding. To continue my damn point, we're gonna pay mommy a little visit for his sake. From observation, they have found themselves selling on MY corners. They got a few of the snakes though. Keep in my mind, we didn't start this war. They did. Babyboy Jonny is what they thought they could take in vain. His death won't be for nothing, understood?

"Yeah" they said in unison.

Octo: Keed, come here.

Keed walked over to Octo. Mercedes watched from a distance till Faze starts talking to him.

Faze: Finally some action, huh?

Mercedes: I mean yeah.

Mercedes chuckled.

Mercedes: Them niggas thought shit was sweet. Shit over with now. Northway finna be on top of K-Way once again.

Faze laughed as he dapped him up.

Saint: Cedes, Fatboy, Faze, White Boy. Come here.

They all walked over to the corner Saint was in.

Saint: Y'all ready to roll?

He cocked his gun.

Faze: Hell yeah.

They all nodded.

Saint: Let's go.

~~~

It was after midnight when they all sat in Saint's truck watching about three guys across the street in front of a Mexican food spot.

Faze: So, how we doing this, Saint?

Saint: See that one in the green shirt?

Faze: Mhm.

Saint: I seen him the other day. He one of the motherfuckers that give some kind of orders. See, look at em.

They watched him lean against a wall as he talked to two of the guys and point them in another direction.

Mercedes: All alone while stepping in our territory? Horrible idea.

Saint: Exactly. Cedes, get in the drivers seat. Rest of y'all with me.

Mercedes: Bet.

They all got out of the car and Mercedes got in the front seat. Mercedes watched as the crossed the street. Faze grabbed the guy and pinned him against the wall. He looked unfazed. Saint started to question the guy but he wasn't budging. Mercedes watches intensely and saw the guy spit on him. They started to beat on the guy. From the corner of his eye, Mercedes saw four guys come around the corner and start running their direction. Mercedes started to honk the horn to warm them but before he knew it they started shooting.