Retaliated

Chapter 6

Retaliated: Chapter 6

~Drake P.O.V.~

"Are you okay?" She asked as she met up with me not too far down the street from the club. I was holding my mouth, looking down at my hand, I was pleased to see there wasn't any blood left behind. A small satisfied smile to my face, I brought my attention back up to her.

"I'm fine, Chardonnay." I brushed her off my shoulder and caught a glimpse of Trey walking to the car with Trina as he pressed his shirt over his eye. "Looks like he had it worse than I did." I scoffed. "Not even a scratch one me and that fool needs his female to get him to his car."

"You sure?" I nodded. "What the hell happened?"

"He only got a couple hits that didn't even as much as bust a lip. Did you talk to Breezy?" I asked her as we made our way to my car, completely ignoring her question. Trey's Bentley went right by us and I didn't pay it much attention once it got to the intersection.

"I tried to but what you gave me to give him didn't take affect straight away so he didn't say anything- then with the fight between you and Trey, it completely distracted him and he was right at his side to help." We both got in the car and settled in our seats. "Anything from Trina?"

"Not a single word. She wouldn't let me buy her a drink- what club does she work at now?" She shrugged. "Find out for me. I just need someone Trey is close to to give me a little information and then I'm good. I want what should have been given to me, not his family's Gang." Jazlyn wasn't any use to me, Cassie only told me things I already knew. My best bet would be information from Breezy but I can't get anywhere near him without his entourage right there... so I need new contacts and sources.

"So what are you going to do?" She asked as she kept her attention right on her phone.

"I don't know. I need to think and make sure I don't leave footprints or loose ends, at least that's what my Dad said whenever trying to go after larger gangs. For now,  keep your relations with Breezy as solid as you can. Get him drunk or high enough and I'm sure he'll run his mouth about something." I'm about to sit back and watch what unfolds as soon as I pull the curtains back... when the show's over, I simply collect my earnings. 

~The Next Morning~
~Breezy P.O.V.~

Waking up, I literally felt like I should have just died last night. How I'm live? I don't know but it was just ridiculous- I don't even remember what happened. The last thing I remember is August and Paris coming to my door to pick me up to leave to the club... from that moment to now it's just a giant blank in my memory.

I was so thirsty- in the need water way. Rolling out of bed and adjusting the nonsense out of my boxers, I walked out of the room and down the stairs. I had to use the railing to the stairs for the first time since I've been at this place just to make sure my ass doesn't fall.. that's just sad. Can't even get down the stairs by myself.

I saw Vonnie laying on the couch with Breezon crawling all over her. Both of them laughing as she went to tickle him till she looked up and saw me.

"Did we wake you up?" She asked. Breezon climbed off the couch and came over to me, clinging to my leg till I reached down to pick him up and give him a big hug.

"Nah, I woke up on my own. Aye Breeze."

"Hi Daddy. I wanna play with Sugar Peach." He said pointing out to the backyard where she was sitting in the center of a tire. Setting him down, I walked over to the back door and turned the lock for him to go on out.

"Why do you look upset?" I asked as I made my way to the kitchen. Opening the fridge, I saw a beautiful ass water bottle in the dead center of the shelf and she was calling me alright. Grabbed that bottle and nearly downed about half of it in my first gulp.