--
TAMMI
I drop the gun slowly and Trey slid it with his foot to the guys and they picked it up. I put my hands up in surrender. All the guys that surrounded me, were holding AK-47's and rifles. Any sudden move that they didn't like, I was dead. I don't cry, I never have and I won't be starting now. Thugs don't cry, well that's what my mom told me when I was younger. Still to this day, I never understood why she told me that at such a young age.
Trey put his gun down , and the guys followed his lead. I put my hands down.
"So, here's the deal.." he started. "Give me the little girl and I won't kill you".
"WHAT?!", I said with my eyes widened.
"You heard me. I want to take her so she could grow up and learn to be apart of our gang. She gon' be a good killer, I could see it already."
"You done lost your happy ass mind, if you think I'm giving away a five year old. Nigga be gone", I said with an attitude, making Trey irritated. He looked down and thought for a moment.
"I'll give you until tomorrow to make up your mind". With that, he walked away, with his guys following behind him. I was relieved as fuck I didn't get killed.
--
TRANG- MEANWHILE
I was starring out of my window, when I spot this nigga that looks so familiar. I get up and got a closer look and It was Trey, one of Michael's friend. This dude right here is on the same gang as Tracey. He's also her ex. I walk downstairs and tell the guys to watch Kristen and Tammi came along with me. They agreed and we walked outside to my red 2013 Camero that's parked in the driveway. I start up the engine and pull out.
I followed Trey's car as he went to an abandoned place that was located across from a strip club. I watched as he got out and observed everything. What was this nigga doing? He smiled as his homeboy told him something. I parked behind the buliding to where they couldn't see me and got out hiding behind a building.
"It's okay baby, we'll have her tomorrow. I'm holding it down for you..", I heard Trey speak to Tracey in sort of a loud whisper type shit.
"Thanks, baby. I love you", Tracey replied with an innocent stupid ass voice.
"Aw, hell nawh. I thought they broke up?", Tammi whispered. I rolled my eyes and continued listening to the conversation.
"Alright , let me help you get out this shit",
"NO TREY, DON'T. They tazed it and-
Before she could finish the sentence he touched the rope and it shocked him. He screamed and started shaking his hand. Tammi laughed and Trey looked up.
"AYE, you guys! Go follow that noise I heard some shit".
The guys ran out the building and we got our guns out. Tammi was against the wall and the guys came out. I shot two and Tammi shot the other two. I looked to my left, to see the guys from Compton getting out the car. I smirked and stepped over the dead guys that now lay in the middle of the street. Tammi's dumbass tripped over one of them and I laughed.
"Wassam, my homies. Ima need ya'll to stay against this wall, until I tell you guys to move. I can't afford to lose any of you guys. Got it?", I said looking at all of them.
They agreed and stood against the wall. Trey came out cursing up a storm, trying to find his homeboys.
"His ass is mine. Come a little closer", I said in a whisper, pointing my gun in his direction.
"Wait, no. Don't kill him yet. Let me get a kiss or something", Tammi said whispering.
I rolled my eyes and nodded my head. Tammi ran up to Trey and kissed him. To my surprise, Trey didn't try to shot her ass. he just grabbed her waist and kissed her back. She moved her hands up and down his chest, making him want more, but too bad his ass wasn't getting none. Tammi pulled away and smacked his butt.
"Firm, I like it", She said walking away.
I pushed her behind me and Trey came around. I cocked the gun back and shot Trey in his chest. He fell back and blood was slowly coming down the concrete. We walked back into the building, with the compton guys following behind us.
"Well, isn't it the little bitch that likes to talk shit.."
"Trang, just kill me, damn. You already took everything from me", Tracey said with an attitude.
"I really don't give a fuck..", I said doing my Kayne West shrug.
Tracey was getting irritated by the minute. "Pick a number", I said sternly. "What the fuck- what kinda question is that?".
"Pick a number 1-3, bitch. Seriously..."
"Two..", She said shrugging. Why?"
I smirked. "That's how many fingers getting stuck up yo ass".
Her eyes widened and I laughed.
--
TAMMI
Trang called the guys over and one of them ripped off Tracey's pants and this hoe didn't have no draws on. She refused to open her legs, so the guys spreaded them open. One of the guys started fingering her and she screamed. I turned my head away and Trang did the same. We backed away into a corner as she Tracey continued to sream.
--
MICHAEL
It was me, Jordan, and Kristen at the house because Kirk had a job to pull somehwere. I didn't ask no questions, I just let his ass go bout his business.
"Yo, Jordan. Come on. Let's go. We going check on Tracey right quick".
I ain't leaving Kristen alone with Jordans' dumbass. Lord knows he can't babysit a damn rock if he wanted to. He picked Kristen up and we went outside to the car. I unlocked the door and Jordan put Kristen in the back. When we all got in, I turned the car on and drove away to the abandoned place,
--
"Jordan, stay in the car with Kristen and don't move".
"Mayne, so ima miss all the action? Hell, nawh. I can't."
"Nigga, sit yo ass down. Kirk ain't about to kill my ass because I listened to you. Kristen is only five, she don't need to experience this kind of shit".
Before he could say anything, I shut the door and walked into the building. I hear loud ass screaming and it lead to where Tracey was. I walked in and she was getting fingered by guys I ain't never seen in my damn life. I looked to the corner to see Trang and Tammi looking digusted. Damn, they evil as fuck for this shit. I'm guessing Tracey was about start bleeding because the dude stopped. The whole time when I was looking at Trang, she looked the direct other way. I mean, a nigga may have mad a mistake, damn, how she gon do me like that? All those guys left and I'm still wondering where the fuck they came from. I grabbed Trang's hand and she jecked away. I grabbed her by her waist and she had tears strolling down her face.
"Trang, why you crying?", I said in sort of a irritated, but caring way.
"Because, Oh, I don't know. You make me feel like shit! You don't even listen before you start bitchin' about stuff"..." Trang sighed. "I think me and you need a break".
I looked at her like she was crazy. What the fuck she mean "need a break".
"Look, Michael. I don't wanna break up with you, I just need a break.."
I sighed. "Whatever makes you happy.."
--
BORINGGGGG AFFFFF', but next part coming soon :) more drama and shit..lol
