Plug Daughter { URBAN STORY }

18

Murda

Everyone sat quietly in the living room either thinking, sad or just mad. I couldn't believe this shit was happening. This nigga think he's smart but I'm smarter. I knew he was coming for one of us later, he just played it off for a couple months. But somehow I got caught up at the birthday/baby shower for Chantelle and let my daughter got kidnapped. I swear on my dead wife if my baby girl have one scratch on her, I'm blowing that nigga brains out. I don't give a fuck if he's my girl brother, she don't like the nigga anyways.

"Baby please sit down, gets me even more worried" she cried silently as everyone looked up at me.

"I can't Chantelle...I can't ma, that's my fucking daughter and shit always happening. I promise my kids a long time ago I wouldn't let shit happen to them, and I'm going to keep that" I said looking at everyone. I sigh licking over my lips and continued pacing, thinking.

"I know some of that nigga connects" Nate finally spoke. I ain't heard from this nigga in a while and I'm surprised he came to help out. Probably got some for my daughter.

"How you know that son?" Fazo asked his son. We all looked at him wondering the same thing.

"I know this nigga that tell me shit, he see and hear every thing yo" he said as I nodded finally sitting. I licked over my lips as Chantelle rubbed my back and just continued to let her tears fall.

"Do he know the nigga whereabouts and shit?"

"Shit bruh I don't know but I can ask" he shrugged as I nodded

"Shit we need to be asking now, that's my fucking sister life we talking bout" Rell got up pissed as Sierra sat there holding a sleeping Mell.

"No, not now son...We gotta play this shit smart. We got to give him at least three days with misty and-

"Fuck you mean three days!" E yelled along with Rell. I sigh clenching my jaws.

"It gives him some kind of reason you guys to know that we gone find him but not now" Chantelle spoke as I nodded. They both sat back down.

"So when we do this shit?" Fazo asked. I bit my lips thinking

"I'll let y'all know, till now, lay low niggas and play it smart" I said really looking at Rell, E and Nate asses. I know they'll try and do anything. Hell I want my baby back also but you always gotta play it smarter than the enemy. Let that nigga think we ain't coming but really is. Get me? If ya don't, fuck it, find out.

After walking everybody out, I walked back into the living room with Chantelle. She had her head low and tears eased from her eyes.

"Baby it's not healthy with you crying, stressing-

"It's my fault though Jacarih, I was the one that did that deal a couple months ago, now I'm the reason for her getting took be-because I wanted a stupid healthy drink" she cried holding her stomach. I sigh, licking over my lips and pulling her onto my lap.

"Look Chantelle...look at me ma, it's nobody fault here. That nigga was going to get one of us regardless and I promise I'll get my baby back ma, I got to. If it's worth dying for, getting shot, whatever I'm going to get my daughter and we are all going to move and live a different life..okay?" I kissed her cheek, wiping her tears as she nodded.

"Gemme' sum lips" I poked out mine as she giggled. I smirked as we shared a passionate kiss.

"Ah, one of them are moving!" She squealed. I smirked as I placed a hand on her belly. I started laughing once they both started kicking.

"Whooo! Calm down you two, baby let's not get these active twin girls started" she laughed as I kissed her and nodded. She got up and wobbled to the stairs.