Wright Choices

Revenge Plot

Nicci POV

"Bernard no I don't want to eat that." I spoke pushing Bernard away from me.

"You have too." He said trying to feed me some nasty ass home remedy soup he made.

"No!" I yelled.
He stood up.
"Look here bitch I'm not finsta play witchu, I've been taking care of your stubborn sexy ass for a long ass time. You gonna eat this shit we ain't little no mo okay, I made this shit so you gonna eat it and if I have to tell yo ass one more time IMA fucc u up just like I did Lamaj, understood?" He asked.

I nodded.
"Shut up bitch you didn't beat shit."
Lamaj spoke walking into the living room.

Bernard rolled his neck & began feeding me.
"I can feed myself you know." I said.
"I know but I want to do it." Bernard spoke pinching my cheeks.

"Uh uh." I laughed.
John and Brandon walked in the door.
Brandon looked mad asf.
He's sexy when he's mad.

"You good?" Komasi asked Brandon.
"Nahh Mann." Brandon spoke sitting down with his head in his hands.

"What happened?" I asked.
Bernard pushed me. I looked at him.
"What I want to know?" I whispered to him.

He looked up at me.
"My moms was raped & my sister was kidnapped." He spoke looking into my eyes.

"I'm sorry to hear that, I can't say everything will be okay because I don't know if it will. But it will get better." I spoke.
He nodded his head.

"Alright fuck all this sentimental shit let's go kill us a nigga." Lamaj spoke.

"Shut the fuck up you always ruining shit." Bernard spoke.

"Square up then bitch." Lamaj spoke.
"Fucc you Lamaj." Bernard spoke squaring up.

"Shut the fucc up, and sit the fucc down." Komasi spoke as he walked in with Anthony & Dion.

"Y'all always fighting." Dion spoke.

"That's what I'm saying." John spoke.

"Let's get to business." Anthony spoke.

Anthony set up a board on the wall showing maps, locations, license plate numbers, and all.
"Okay now we found out this nigga is a blood. He trying to start up his own trapping business, y'all know we can't have that. He was also the one that hit up our trap in Inglewood. His mom lives not too far from here, so we'll hit up her house first." Anthony spoke.

"Nicci we gone need you in it too." Dion spoke.
"Nigga I'm shot I can't." I spoke.
"Shut the fucc up you okay, now you & Brandon gonna go to the mama house to get her & we gonna meet up at the trap garage." Dion spoke.

I rolled my eyes.
"Alright." Anthony spoke.
"Whatever." I said.
"You better lose that fuccn attitude before I slap yo ass." Komasi said.

Anthony started to speak.

"His trap house is on Parmelee in the cut, we gotta walk up the bridge & go through the fence, so park 2 blocks down. We gonna take out every single person in there show no mercy to no one. We got they license plate numbers, so here." They gave a bag to Lamaj & Brandon that had C-4s in it.

"So when y'all get to these cars you place one up under the cars right up under the driver's seat. Burn the papers when y'all done." Dion added giving them a piece of paper.

"Dion & Bernard is going with me. We'll go through the front. Anthony & John is going through the back, while you Lamaj & Brandon place the C-4s then cover the back. When we get that bitch ass nigga Malik we'll take his money & drugs then burn the house down & blow up the cars. Don't forget everybody exit out the back way."

"Malik." Brandon said.
"What you say?" Komasi asked Brandon.
"Did you just say Malik?" He asked Komasi.
"Yea why what's up?" Brandon stood up.
"That's the mutha fucca that raped my moms & took my little sister." He spoke.

Oh shit. Small world.