Last night tho!

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2 pm

Meek's P.O.V

Omelly: Nigga started sending us letters in cubain but I don't know what they mean.

He handed me a stack of letters that was pretty thick. I opened one by one and it wasn't in English. It was little sentences, that looked handwritten.

Me: The fuck does This shit mean?

Omelly: Ion know man, but we better figure out soon. Because I bet this ain't something good.

He translated everything.

I will come for my money sooner or later!!
I see you have a new member to your family watch out!!
Give me my money by Friday or else I'm ending your life!!!
Still nothing huh? Bring my fucking money or its your family!!!
I know you see my shit, meet me in the island 1,560 away from Lámédé, By next week!!!

I sat back taking in what this nigga was saying to me. My temper was over the roof, I clearly said if he bring my family into this I'm ending his life.

Me: We going to Cuba on Friday, I'm over with this shit.

Tak: You know how my girl be, she not gone let me go all the way to Cuba.

Me: That's why we bringing them with us, but we gotta act like its a vacation...

Dean: So when we Leaving?

Me: I just said Friday nigga how high are you!

Rio: High enough!

The chasers all laughed.

Me: Now this pussy ass bullshit mean I have to keep my children by my side at all times!

Nelly: But what's scary is how do he know you got a new child in your house? I didn't even know!

Me: You think I know this shit! I'm beyond fed up right now!

Tak: Meek I think we had enough, we're going to go down there packed and kill every single one of them...

Me: Hell yeah we are! Well I gotta go back home before Nicki start spazzing out...

We dapped each other up and I left the trap house. It was a 30 min drive home and Nicki was already blowing up my phone. I didn't answer, because I needed to get my mind straight.

Nicki's P.O.V

I'm calling meek and texting him but he's not picking up his phone. I'm fucking done with his bullshit, what if one of us was in danger. He always does This shit, he just gets up and just leaves. And doesn't tell a single soul where he is, but it's cool. My phone began to ring and it was TT, I didn't want to pick it up but I did anyways. When I did I heard three other people on the phone.

TT: Was up bitches!!

Me: Why you always loud and shit! * laughs *

TT: Bitch that's me go sit down!

Me: Anyways what ya'll want?

Sherika: You!!

Me: Oh really?

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