~new bitch~

A blast from the past

4 years later~present time~jasmines pov

I stepped off my private jet and walked to my white on white range rover that was waiting for me. I had just touched back down in New Orleans and I couldn't wait to see Chris. My outfit consisted of white leggings, a white crop top with "queen" on it, white stainless tims, a white belly ring , gold hoops, and my gold bottom grill. My hair was in a sloppy bun and I had on two gold chains and a gold Rolex

I was a new jasmine. I died my hair black. Got the pimples off my face lost 75 lb leaving me at 125. I got braces for 2years which straightened my teeth. And I had contacts which brought out my hazel eyes. I also had gotten tatted. I have my street name queen in a pretty font with a crown on my hip. I have Ricky with angel wings on my shoulder. I have roses going down my leg. And I have "have faith in those who have faith in you" on my other shoulder. I'd be lien if I said my come up wasn't real

A bitch been doing big things. I finished school and took all my college classes online and got my bachelor and medical degree. I know I could be doing better things with myself instead of running a drug cartel but shit. I had to start somewhere. No I don't slang and I don't sell. I'm at the top and I'm not coming down. I run these streets now and it's kinda hard.

When I left New Orleans I went to Oakland California. I had to get away at the moment. When I got there I was in the streets for about 2 dats until a drug lord named Quinton aka Ricky took me in. He showed me the ins and outs of bein in the game. He was my father figure. He helped me become who I am today. A cold hearted bitch. He helped me realize that didn't need anybody.

Ricky got gunned down a year ago making a drop with me. He told me he knew he was gonna die so he left everything to me. Anyways off with the sorrow story.

I got all my shit shipped out here including my workers so that I could come back home. Pretty much everybody knows me when I come to town. We'll not really. I go by Qüeen now because that was the name Ricky gave me. Everyone knows who I am but they don't know what I look like.

Anyways I got in my car and drove to the address my man gunna gave me to find Chris. When I pulled up it was a 2 story house. It looked pretty nice. I guess sorta like a mini mansion. I walked up the marble steps leading to the white doors and rung the doorbell. I covered the peephole so that he couldn't see me. "Man what the hell" I heard Chris say and i chuckled. He swung the door open and I met face to face with the barrel of a gun. I smirked moved the gun out if my face. And jumped on Chris. "Chris omg I missed you so much." I said attacking his cheeks with kisses. He hugged me back and asked "I'm sorry but who are you?" I got down and stared into his eyes. "Come on Chris you don't know who I am?" "I'm sorry baby girl but no". I called him by a Nick name I had given him a long time ago "Chrissy really" i said smirking. His eyes widened as he looked at me "no way. Yas?" "It's me in the flesh baby". "But how, you look so good turn around " I turned very slowly " damn " was all I heard him say and I smirked.

"Well can i come in cause it's hot as fuck outchea , ya heard meh" I said. he replied with "oh shit yea come on"

We walked in and went to what I guess was the living room which was where a couple of guys were. They looked over to where I was and said "damn". I didn't remember all of them but I remember Jaques. I mugged him for a minute before Chris started to introduce me to them. "This is mike,tyriek,christian,octavion,brandon, and j-" "I know who he his, Jaques " I said " ohh yea I forgot my bad" "wait how you know me cause I know we ain't fucked, I woulda remembered that ass" he said smirking. I mugged him and replied " ohh nah we ain't fuck. But you one if the reasons I left. Bitch ass" "ohh yea you that girl from 4 years ago man you was ugly as fuck and f-" before he could finish I pulled out my glock "bitch I'm not the same girl I was 4 years ago. Baby boy I'm queen and you gone show me respect or I can pop ya ass without no problem"

All of there eyes widened when i mentioned being queen. "Oh shit bruh. You queen? You a fuckin legend"octavion said. "Ard yas put the gun down cause now we needa talk" Chris said. I put my gun back in the front of my leggings and went and sat on the arm of the couch Chris was on.

"She not queen" said Brandon. I smirked stood up and started to pull down my leggings a little just to show them my tat. "I knew she was a hoe. She bout to strip"said Christian I rolled my eyes and began to show them my tat. "Bitch niggas I am queen and y'all better be lucky yall Chris niggas cause a bullet was bout to be layed between ya eyes I said.

"So why you come back" Jaques bitch ass said while everyone else nodded

"Well..."