Chapter 3...Trap Problems

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Okay i know im not kitcat851 but imm and fulfill up to her story line since she gave me this to finish.. please vote and comment.. ALL COMMENTS ARE WELCOME LET ME KNOW WHATS UP!!!!!!!!!!

Ghost Pov.

I pulled up in lil shortie drive way and it was all cops in around that bitch..i looked over at lil mama and her face dropped..Damn i feel bad for her but before i could say something to her she done hopped out and grabbed a cop shirt asking him questions and what ever his answers was it had to be bad cause she dropped to her knees with her face in her hands. I got out my car and picked her up and i hear her asking me to take her back to my house.

I pull back up to my house and carried her in the house and set her on the love sit."ma what happened, why was there so many cops there?" she looked at me with so pain and anger in her eyes and said " they found found jazzy blood in all in my carpet and bullet holes in my walls" i can tell she was holding back tears but she continued " they said it was signs of a struggle, but no sign of force entry, so they have reason to believe she was kidnapped" i guess she couldn't hold in in anymore because the tears slipped out she wiped them away hella fast and continued to talk. "they killed my dogs!" and with that she broke down.

Then she said something that pissed me off. " they found finger prints and two of them belong to Nyka Miller! that nigga just signed his own death certificate!" and she wiped all tears away and turned into Trigger Char. 

i bet yall wondering why i got so mad well cause that's the nigga i suspect being stealing my shit and i been looking for this nigga for 3 months only for his ass to be right under my nose bitch ass nigga! so i told her " Aye ma, that nigga go by craz na in the streets, i know this because he was part of my team til this nigga started stealing my shit talking about he bout to be king pin of Georgia and shit. I would have killed him but thus nigga disappeared 3 months ago only now to show up right under my nose!" i said slamming my fist down on the glass table causing it to break and cut my hand.

Trigger Char took my hand looking at it asked where the bathroom was. I lead her to the bathroom, she got down on her knees in between my legs and started cleaning my hand. When she got done she stood up dusted her hands and looked at me with resting bitch face and said " since this nigga wanna fuck with both sides of Georgia, he can get killed by both sides of Georgia." she smiled some evil ass smile and said "so call up yo niggas and ill call up mine we'll meet at a safe location, my old trap ill text you the address. I just nodded "Ayye can you take me back to my house to get cleaned up?" "yeah okay just let me see yo phone real quick" she handed me her rose color Iphone 6 plus and i handed her my black and white Iphone 6 plus. I put my number under "Trap problems" she looked at what i put i saved my name under and put hers under "Trap problem solvers" i see she got jokes.

Charlie Pov.

After Ghost dropped me off i called my clean up crew to get this blood out my white carpet. They came and cleaned that shit up in 10 min flat. I went upstairs and took a 30 min shower and brushed my teeth. i got dressed in some black leggings a black shirt hoodie and my black and white Ugg boots. Damn home just anit home without killa and fattya..them two hardheaded niggas was my babies.. i could've sworn killa was pregnant.  I left my wet hair down knowing its just gone curl up and put on some eyeliner.

I looked in the mirror and saw a cold-hearted, non-feeling boss bitch ready for revenge looking back at me. I got in my black and pearl white Cadillac Escalade and headed to my trap house ready to kill.

I got to my trap, and saw hammer and rock."wassup boss" they said "wassup hammer and rock" i knocked two times paused and knocked three more times and waited for these bitches to open this bitch up. 10 seconds later Tony opened the door i walked right in and yelled "EVERYBODY TO THE CONFERENCE ROOM 5 MIN" they all scattered like rats. I went into the office me and jazzy shared. Damn i miss her..

I sat down at my desk and rolled a fat one i wanted to get so high i didn't force on jazzy being gone or my dogs being killed but on my revenge. A knock sounded off on my door "what the fuck you want" Edd dumb ass come strolling in and sat on my desk "not a got damn thing but for yo high yellow ass to come out this depressing ass office and do this damn meeting" i couldn't do nothing but laugh at his retarded ass. Me and him was hella close, it was always me him and jazzy. He been in FL handing some business with our other trap house damn i didn't know how much i missed him til he came back.

I got up and went into the conference room to see all seat taken except two mine and jazzy seat. Damn " i know all yall know about this jazzy situation well this nigga name Craz Na did this to jazzy but not only have he being fucking with us he been fucking with Ghost crew. So we are going to work with M.O.E.T. (money over everything) til this issue is resolved. If anyone hear about this nigga Craz Na tell me and if yall find somebody that know ANYTHING about him bring them HERE and call me ill handle the rest"'AND IF ANYBODY GOT A PROBLEM WITH THAT YALL CAN TAKE YALL COMPLAINTS TO RUBY! and also we have a meeting with Ghost and his crew in 30 min so everybody meet at the old trap on St. Paul St., anybody late gone head and dig yall grave cause you as good as dead, Understand!? if i was yall ill head over right after this meeting..DISMISSED!" everybody left except Edd. "you good Char?" yeah im good ill see you later imma gone head and head over to St. Paul.

I got in truck and texted Ghost

ME: Aye

Trap Problems: wassup?

ME: the address is 4938 St. Paul Street, my niggas already left to get there knock twice wait 5 seconds and knock three more times and somebody should open the door.

Trap Problems: iight, sayless

umm...i cant wait til i have that nigga Craz Na in my hands he gone regret the day he was even born.

i walk in the old trap to see everyone here, i sat at the head of the table with Ghost to my right when two niggas walked in with a dope fein and  AKs in they arms.....

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