Shattered (Urban Story)

Chapter 6

Trying first person writing thought it might be easier, dont get too lost or confused cuz i might be changing lol.

Shayla

"The drop went well" i frantically told Neffie while jumping into the back of the van, "So where the money at". Morgan walked in and dropped the bag of cash on the floor, Neffie zipped open the bag and counted a few stacks then shuffled the bag and his facial expression immediately changed.

"The rest of these bills fake" he shouted, "Maybe we should just-" i began but he quickly cut me off "naww fuck this!" he grabbed his automatic machine gun and jumped out the van. Morgan followed behind him but i quickly stopped her,"dont you think we should call Q and gang" i questioned.

"nahh we aint got time for that"

"what do you mean Morg, this is not safe  its bout eight of them and three of us" i protested, "It don't matter, this is our job its all about loyalty. Neffie made a stupid decision YES but he left the van so that means so do we" she lectured me. I had no choice but to grab my 9 millimeter,  jump out the van and follow them. 

We got up to the house were we made the drop but Neffie had already made it in before me,  Morgan and i both opened the door and slowly walked in then made our way  too the family room to see Neffie just to our surprise had been defeated he was tied up to the chair and had been pretty beaten up in the short amount of  time me and Morgan where outside. 

I saw one of the men was coming towards me and i opened fire on him and  Morgan followed behind me shooting the guy who was standing in front of Neffie in the leg, but there were still six of them standing and they then began to open fire back at us. Ran behind one of Architectural statues and began shooting back but before i knew it one of the bullets hit me and pierced right through my black sweater. 

It was like my dad was the one holding the gun and he wanted me to the feel the pain he felt when i decided that enough was enough. 

I felt myself being picked up and then placed on a chair i could literally feel myself loosing grip on life, then to make it worse i was being tied by rope and it was pressing down on my wound. 

Q always let us know if we were ever in trouble to just text him the letters SGD (shits going down) & he'd be there with the crew and these guys who weren't smart because i could see Morgan pulling out her phone and texting Q those exact words. But that was the last thing i saw before i totally blacked out. 

Q

I sat in the trap smoking a blunt watching the naked chicks cook up the crack and package the pounds of I-OCTIQ we just got shipped from mexico. I noticed that 2 hours had gone an Neffie and the girls hadn't come back, I checked my trapline for any updates and noticed Morgan texted me they were in trouble.

"Yo Ronall" i shouted while stuffing my 9mm in my waist band, "what nigga" he said pulling up his pants probably getting some head in the back. "Morgan and them in trouble, find the location of they drop and get the crew together",  i was more angry about the time we were wasting and not whatever was happening we had other drops to make  time was money. 

We pulled up in front of the two story house, it wasn't a mansion but was a reasonable family home in a good neighborhood.

 I didn't like people messing with my money and that's what whoever these people were were doing and i was ready for anything, the whole crew was equipped with machinery especially me like some high tech shit just in case it got messy.

We all jumped out of the van one by one and ran in the house without warning, i wasn't worried about who's what type of armory they had i just wanted my and employees and my money.

I walked into the house and the first thing i saw was two men on the floor bled out, who ever their superior was obviously didn't give any fucks about them cause if he did they'd be patched up and taken cared of. 

I signaled most of the team to go upstairs "if you see anyone, kill them" i whispered while pointing up at the second story, my team always new to go for the kill but leave someone behind especially if we didn't know who or what we where dealing with. 

I walked into the family room and the first person i saw i fired at everyone else followed me and shot bullets at the other people standing around Neffie, Morgan and Shayla. The other crew was definitely outnumbered by mine.

the shoot out was over and i began to untie Neffie  when i noticed Shayla was shot and  unconscious, Morgan was a little dazed herself but she had just been beaten up Shayla was completely gone no breathing activity. 

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CMMNT & FAV

Short chapter i know, but i tried :( 

Please comment though really wanna you guys opinions especially on the previous chapters.