Jacques was fed up with Kyra childish games. He was going to put a stop this once and for all. He look in his reer view mirror to see his pops red Ford Truck following behind him. He took out the card and dialed the number on his phone.
Jacques- Pops you didn't have to follow me. I can handle it on my own.
Roberto- I'm not letting you get risk of being hurt. I heard of that Kyra girl. Well actually her mother Kesha. I'm worried about is that father of hers.
Jacques- Wait Rodney not her father?
Roberto- No. Kesha just called him her father because he stuck around her but reality he's not her birth father.
Jacques- Well if he's not then who is.
***End of the Conversation ***
Jacques thought about what his pops said. He turned down Kyra's street. His pops did too. They both got out the car. He grabbed his gun and shove it behind his back in his pants. He shoved another in sock. Jacques banged on the door. "I'll keep a watch out son. Be careful!" his pops whispered. He disappeared behind the house. Kyra opened the door. She smirked. "Hmph look who we have here. My boo came through." she chuckled. "We need to talk!" Jacques said seriously. Kyra moved out the way to let him in. Kyra closed the door. "Look here ima need you to stop. I ain't yo boo. This right here belongs to Jacelyn. Not Kyra! And stop it with the bullsh*t! Stop putting me on damn social media like we together because we not. Now you pissing off my girl with all this sh*t real talk." Jacques fussed. Kyra just smirked. "If it's such a huge problem for her, how come she didn't come to solve it?" Kyra asked. "You full of sh*t!" Jacques shouted. "Now quit with the damn bullsh*t Kyra." Jacques pull out his gun. "Or you'll join yo mama!" That's when someone came behind Jacques. "You got some nerve to come in my damn house with sh*t!" Kyra smiled. "Get 'em Quincy!" Kyra said. He laughed. "Yeah I set Jay up! I knew Kesha was carrying my baby but that punk a** Jay actually believed it was his. Plus that son of his....what's his name? Oh yeah Ja'Quan tried to killed my partner Mike and my bro Rodney. I knew I had to take him out myself. Then was you and Jadien tried to come to rescue with ya boy Devon, killing my Kesha. Booy y'all messed up right there. You know how much pain Kyra was in seeing her mama dead. Yeah about the same pain Jacelyn was in once Ja'Quan died." Quincy chuckled, "I was the one who ran into her and cause her to end up in the hospital. I was hoping she was dead. When Kyra came home and told me she was back at school, I had to come up with another plan to take out the Cortes family." "You sick bastard!" Jacques yelled. He flipped the gun out his head. Kyra reach to grab one. Jacques shot at her hand. "Damn!" Kyra cursed. That's when Quincy grabbed another one. Pow! Pow! Pow! Jacques fell to the floor. "Son!" Roberto yelled. Quincy turned around. "Roberto!" Quincy yelled angrily. Pow! Pow! Pow! "Daaaaaddddyyyy!" Kyra yelled sadly. Roberto rushed over to his son. The ambulance busted through the door. They quickly put Jacques on the bed. The policeman arrested Kyra. "Sir is there a number we can reach you at?" the ambulance driver asked. Roberto handed them a card. "Thank you Mr. Perez. "Take care of my son!" Roberto shouted. The ambulance drove off.
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The Rider Girl
Roman pour AdolescentsThe crew is back! You'll have to read to find out. PS if you haven't read "Thuggin' Get Real" go ahead and read it! But DO NOT READ "The Rider Girl" if you have not read "Thuggin' Get Real" There's some profanity involved in this story but I will tr...