You was made for me
Yeah but all you do is take from me
All you bring around is hate for me
I don't think you safe for me
I'm fucked up but you was made for me
- MajorNine
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Giselle Pov:
"Boy, I don't know which one of you niggas I should kill first." I put one bullet into my revolver and spun the cylinder.
Whop, Leeky, and Rah all kneeled next to each other blindfolded. They wanted us to take them seriously so we did. Quan stayed and waited for Leeky at his baby mama's house forcing him into the trunk of his car.
P had gotten some random hoe to set Whop up for five hundred dollars and a Qp of weed.
Rah was the hardest of them all to catch. Gucci and I decided to stop by his family's home to see Uncle Prince once more. The woman I had known for years attempted to get some food into the man but was unsuccessful. Waiting patiently until she gave up and left the room, I used one hand and covered the man's nose and mouth.
I made sure to thank him for all he's taught me and as he took his last breath I let him know that the only reason he was dying at my hands today was because of his son. Hopefully, he knew this was just business and not personal, it was just a quick fix to my problems.
My brother hurried to tell our aunt when I finished giving me time to make sure the man looked like he went out as naturally as possible. Gucci held her while she made calls, informing her kids of their father's passing. As anticipated their daughter showed up first allowing us to lie and wait for their son. Even giving him time to grieve.
"I say the nigga that shot you but that's just me." Quan shrugged making Peanut agree.
"I got shot too!" Leeky spat.
"Don't talk." My brother kicked the boy's side making him fall over in pain. "I say Rah." I couldn't help the chuckle that slid past my lips at this becoming a serious question.
"True, I did always treat him like we were family." I took the blindfold off of him. "Do you know what I had to do to get you here?"
"Guess." Gucci told him.
"Talking to my girl was one thing, I could respect your pimping." My problem was always with Onika and how she went about it, I couldn't fault the nigga for shooting his shot."Thinking I'm not one who I showed you to be is where you got me fucked up the most." I had earned every one of my stripes. "What did you come up with Rah?" I took Whop's blindfold off and squatted so we were at eye level.
"I - I don't know." The boy looked at me and then at his homeboy.
"Wrong!" I pointed the gun at Whop's head pulling the trigger. We all waited for something to happen and when nothing did, I laughed. "Guess again." I spun the cylinder again and pointed it to Rah's head.
