The Way

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Chris,

"Aye Mijo and Trell and errbody else go round back and make sure don't nobody leave this bitch. Me, Redd, and Ty got the front." I ordered and everyone took their places. Ty kicked down august front door and we all ran in that bitch.

"Find his ass, but don't kill him. I got sum for his ass." I said and they all did as told. After fifteen minutes of us looking for him we didn't find shit.

"He ain't here." Mijo said stating the obvious.

"Thanks for the update nigga." I said shaking my head. I should've known it wouldn't be this easy to take his ass down.

"Tear this shit up! Everything don't leave shit intact." My voice boomed and echo in the room as we all started to tear his house up. Once we were done we walked out and closed the door behind us like nothing happened.

"Find that nigga. Watch his every move and don't lose his ass." I said before walking back to my car.

Lani,

"My niggas stack they money just to spend it, yea baby, cause when you die you can not take it with you, yea baby, if you ain't beefin bout the money then wats the problem? Don't worry bout my nigga zoowap got em." I sang as I cleaned up Chris' house. He's so dirty and it bothers the hell out of me. The OCD is real.

I swept the floor while singing along with fetty. I got all into the song and started to dance. I backed up until my body hit someone else. I froze from embarrassment.

"Damn girl, I knew you was feelin a nigga." Chris smirked gripping my butt. I removed his hand and backed away.

"Shut up I didn't know you were back." He held his hands up in surrender.

"If you say so shortie." He smirked winking at me walking upstairs. I smiled to myself as I resumed my cleaning process.

Once I finished I started to make something to eat. Its the least I can do since he helps me out a lot. I made spaghetti and garlic bread.

"Chris, I made some food if you want some." I said going into his room. He dropped his phone fast as hell walking downstairs to the hungry. Fat ass.

He grabbed one of the two plates I had already made. "Thanks shortie." He said stuffing his face like it was his last meal.

"No problem. Slow down tho, the food ain't going nowhere boy." I laughed sitting across from him. He playfully rolled his eyes and threw a spaghetti string at me.

"Shut up I'm grown." He smiled taking a bite of his garlic bread. I nodded slowly taking some of my spaghetti and throwing it at him. That started a whole food fight. Somehow in the middle of us throwing spaghetti we grabbed other things such as flour and eggs.

"Chris not the hair!" I yelled as he cracked an egg letting all the yolk fall on my hair. He laughed as I mugged him.

"Two can play that game." I said and I went to the fridge and grabbed the jug of milk.

"Nah I quit." He said tryna grabbed it from me. I moved away taking the top off. He tried to run but I grabbed his shirt. Since I was short I climbed on his back and poured it all on his head.

"We're even now." I said hopping off his back jogging upstairs going into 'my' bathroom.

Chris,

I took off my shirt throwing it on the kitchen floor. We had food and shit everywhere. I chuckled to myself not knowing where to begin at cleaning this up. I decided to get my ass clean before doing anything else. I took a shower then threw on some basketball shorts and went back down to the kitchen.

Lani was already cleaning, so I just started to help her. Lani hooked her phone up to my radio and played music while we got this shit together. Crooked smile by j.Cole came on causing her to be extra and start dancing and shit.

I ain't go lie, she could dance her ass off. A nigga had to look but that was cut short when I heard gun shots and my living room window broke. Lani froze so I pulled her to the ground and grabbed one of my many gins I kept around the house for shit like this. More gun shots were heard and Lani screamed. I shot back hitting one of the guys in the leg.

"Ight when I tell you to run I need you to run fast as hell upstairs." I instructed. She nodded taking a deep breath.

I stood up shooting every nigga in sight. "Run!" I yelled shooting one of the guys who was tryna shoot Lani as she sped up the stairs.

I shot one more nigga before running up the stairs. I'm surprised they didn't shoot me in my ass.

I went to my room where Lani was sitting on the bed wiping her tears, shit I didn't have time for.

"Put this on." I handed her a pair of my basketball shorts and a hoodie. She looked at me funny.

"What's wrong with this?" She asked and I sighed. First off she had on some fucking boy shorts with a tank top. Five minutes later she go be yelling she cold.

"Just put it on." She put the stuff on and I walked us to my window.

"You said you trusted me...jump!" I said but she looked at me like I said something dumb.

"Nigga know! You jump mutha fucka. The fuck type shit is that." She semi yelled. I took a deep breath, I could hear they feet coming.

"Ight well tuck!" I yelled and pushed her put the window. She screamed but tucked as I told her too.

I grabbed my car keys and jumped out just a they bust in the room. They shot my arm but I had to make sure I caught myself once I fell. I ticked my legs in as I dropped and rolled successfully, shit that had me feeling like I was in a movie or something.

"Let's go." I said as I helped her up from the ground. We went to my black Audi and hopped in. I quickly sped off to the warehouse. I knew exactly who set that shit up for my house so now the games have begun.