TYGA
Everything Tracey said, I took that to heart. I mean, I'm not a sensitive nigga, but that really got to me. I was already mad enough and this bitch wanna make matters worse. I was ready to go home and tell Trang about herself. I tapped Chris and told him about what I was planning to do. he nodded his head in agreement. He picked his duffel bag up and slapped her.
"We leaving yo ass here overnight. You can shit on yourself for all I care. Let's go".
Everyone gave Tracey a evil glare and walked out.
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We pulled up to my house and went inside to find Trang sitting on the sofa watching tv rubbing her stomach, where my unborn child was.
"Trang we need to talk. Like, right fucking now".
Trang got up and followed me into the kitchen. I put my hands on the counter and look up at her.
"You know.." I started . "Tracey was telling me about you being in a gang- WITH HER. What kinda shit is that Trang?! Why the fuck are you in a gang?"
"Look Michael, it was a long time ago. Why is you worried?"
"The fuck? You are against us- so is Tammi. I can't have Smokey trying to kill my ass cuz I'm with you".
"I'm not against you, okay? I never was, it's just-
"Just what, Trang?"
"It doesn't matter anymore. Get the fuck outta my face Michael".
She started to walk off, until I grabbed her arm. She looked at her arm, then me. I sighed and let go of her arm. She walked into the living room with everybody else.
"Where''s Tammi?", Jordan asked placing his cup of Vodka on the table.
"Why you worried about her", Chris asked, smirking.
"I-I was just wondering. Damn, man. Hop off".
"Mhmm", DJ said taking a sip of his drink.
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KIRK
I went up to Kristen and she looked scared as fuck. I don't why, so I just sat down next to her. She covered her face and I laughed.
"You don't have to be scare babygirl, I won't hurt you".
She uncovered her face and looked up at me.
"Okay..." I put my hands together. "Well, here's the story.."
I told Kristen everything and to my surprise she understood. She wrapped her arms around my neck and hugged me.
"Nigga, is you crying", Jordan turned around and asked DJ.
"Mayne, no.." He wiped his eyes. "I got some dust in my eyes, you know how that shit goes. My allergies start acting up".
"You should really check up on that before it gets worse". Jordan said with sarcasm.
Tyga laughed. "Ya'll niggas stupid".
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THE NEXT DAY- CHRIS
We went back to the abandoned place that Tracey was in. When we walked in, her head was tilted back with her eyes close. I dumped my bottle of water on her face and she started coughing.
"Rise and Shine, sweetheart", I said with sarcasm as i put my duffel bag down.
The other niggas that's in our crew came through and stood right besides us. Tyga nodded his head towards Tracey and the guys started beating on her. Punching, slapping, kicking,you name it. She screamed, but we just stood there. Tyga went over and told the guys to stop.
"Now, Tracey.." He grabbed her face. "We need answers and if you give it to us, we will be more than happy to let you live".
"Like hell I will. You guys are pathetic. But I tell you one thing, Kristen is going to DIE. That little girl ain't worth shit".
I looked at Kirk, who was clenching his jaw out of anger. He went up to her and punched the SHIT outta her. His hand was probably fractured or some shit.
"That shit hurted me, more than it hurted her. Damn", He said shaking his hand.
Tyga eyes widen as Tracey head goes back with blood running down her face. No one ever saw Kirk that way and boy he punched her hard. I heard a crack. It was either her nose or his knuckles. Hell, it was probably both. Blood was everywhere.
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