Right as Kyle was about to pull up. He received a call from an unknown number. He seemed amused until he answered. "Five thousand dollars to see your buddy again.... Alive that is."
Ahhhh shit.
Kyle face palmed then demanded to speak to Jacolby. "... Meet us at the empty warehouse across from the BP."
Kyle knew exactly where they were talking about. But first he needed reinforcements. He ran up to Maya's door and knocked repeatedly. She opened, " Hello....."
" Where's your brothers ? " he asked rushing her to answer.
" You know they don't be here around this time. They always busy doing something." She explained.
" Why ? Wassup ?!" She said concerned.
" Nothing. " he said running back across the street to his car. He cranked it up then drove to the BP. He didn't want to just rush in there and get shot. He wanted to conjure up a plan that was so clever yet devious as something you would see in a drug lord, scareface type movie. He sat there and waited.
JACOLBY'S POV-
I finally came to consciousness. I'm awake yet I'm sleep. My face is hot due to having a bag over it all day. Speaking of day, I don't know what time it is. My head feels like its been banged against a brick wall. My knee hurts and I have a serious migraine. I bag over my face flies off. The three guys surrounding me also have face mask.
" Just so you know. You have two choices. Your buddy brings us five Kay or we off you. But there's a catch. He had 12 hours but now he has like one minute and a couple of seconds. Which......"
My heart dropped.
" Ends........."
I hung my head staring at my feet.
" Right.......... About......"
A tear formulated.
" Now."
I took in my last breath. Where is Clayko?!
" Fuera de él." The one in the middle said walking off.
The one on the right grabbed a chainsaw while the one on the left said. " Just in case you didn't get.. He said off him." He laughed and went behind the first one.
I'm still staring at the floor. I closed my eyes. Then I heard like a bird tweet or something. I heard the chainsaw drop. I opened my eyes then looked up and there he was. Except now, he had a bullet hole in his head. Then walked from around the corner. " Damn, they fucked you up." He said.
I tried to talk, but blood flowed out my mouth. " C'mon lil bruh." I helped stand me up. It turns out that bird that heard was the silencer on Clayko's gun. We snuck out and began to drive off without cutting on the headlights.
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Swing My Way: Freshmen year
Teen Fiction( A CHRIS BROWN FAN-FICTION ) A fifth- teen yr old moves to Atlanta and starts high school. He goes from average teen to trapstar in only his freshman year. But faces so much trails and tribulation, from betrayal to back stabbing. Read & find out ab...
