4 weeks later....
Kyriel's POV
I was at the trap, bored as ever, watching the guys packing duffles. Quadell was sitting on a couch counting money with Vonnell.
Zaye started getting Therapy because he temporarally couldn't walk. When he got shot, the bullet hit a certain nerve.
I can't wait until he comes back so I can stop acting like I know what I'm doing when I don't.
"Damn it!" Price yelled.
Everybody turned their attention to him.
"What happen?" I asked.
"One of our guys got robbed while making a delivery." He said.
Damn well he made that sound like we're a pizza joint or some shit.
"Ugh. I gotta get out if here. I can't keep dealing with this shit." I mumbled as I got up from where I was sitting.
I went to Zaye's office to get my purse.Quadell followed behind me.
"You goina leave?" He asked me, grabbing my arm."Yes, I am. I'm tired of acting like I can handle this when I can't! My dad didn't want this for me anyway. We are getting robbed and shot at and don't even know who's doing it to us!" I say.
I grabbed my purse and walked out. I seriously needed a long ass break.
I'm going to pick my son and my sisters up from my aunt's and then go home.
As I walked outside, gun shots started going off and I ducked down.
See, this is what I fucking mean!
Vonnell ran out and started shooting at somebody. The person drove off and Von held his hand out for me to grab.
"You good?" He asked.
"I'm fine. I just need to get out of here. I don't want this job anymore." I said.
And with that I walked off the porch and to my truck. Just when things get pretty good, shit happens.
I started my range up and pulled off.
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"You alright?" My aunt asked me when I walked in her house.
"I'm fine. Just tired." I replied.
"You sure you don't want them to stay a little longer? You look tired."
"Aunt Shana i'm good." I sighed.
"Alright. And they ate already." She called Major, April, and Paris down.
Major ran downstairs and hugged my leg. "Mommyyyyy!""Hey Maj. I missed you!" I say, picking him up.
"Me too!"
I put him down though because I started feeling nauseous.
"Y'all let's go. I'm not feeling too hot." I say. I do not have time to be getting sick. Ugh.
"Ky you can stay a while if you not feeling good." My aunt said to me.
"It's okay. I'll be fine."
"Okay well I hope you feel better."
"Thank you."
After we left, we were on our way home.
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When I unlocked the door, Major and Paris ran in like they've never seen a loft or whatever this is before.
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HOOD Royal [Editing Soon]
General Fiction" Royalty is completely different than celebrity. Royalty has a magic all its own. "~Philip Treacy Can Kyriel Taylor manage her father's now her brother's trap while he's in a coma? © 2016 by charvana. All rights reserved.