No Love Allowed.

No choices.

Rakim's P.O.V

I leaned against the door the wooden door as I listened to the conversation between Jaxon and some hoe. "Man, oh man. These niggas really must be buggin, testing my patience and shit." I growled lowly as I loaded my gun real quick. "Ayo, Rakim! Ease the fuck up man, I think you're forgetting we're technically still in a public place, can't go shooting around just yet man. The fuck.. you tryna get us jailed or what cuhh?" Ferg reassured me as I slightly nodded, calming myself real quick before I did some stupid shit I'd regret. I placed my gun in my briefs, covering any trace of it with my long Givenchy shirt. The door was unlocked and it slowly opened to reveal the bitch ass nigga that tried to steal all I had. Jaxon.

He looked intimidated, scared, worried, like an absolute coward. I smirked as I looked back at my boys; Nast, Twelvy and Ferg. "Boys, check out this fine reunion with our old nigga here.." I said as I stared at him and he stuttered. "R-Rakim, hey man! How you been? Watchu doin here?" He chuckled softly but as soon as I pursed my lips and death the fvck outta him, he lost his smile too. We both knew I wasn't here to front or play games. "You're gonna do what the fvck I tell you to do right this instant if you wanna make it out alive, especially if you want that hoe of yours back in there to even make it out alive." Shit was simple, all I'd do was use his girl to get what I wanted. "Don't call her that, she ain't no hoe!" He instantly defended, getting angry. I widened my mouth to let a laugh fall from my lips as I flashed him my gold grills, something he could never afford. "This nigga's whipped son!" I yelled as I nudged Ferg's shoulder who laughed with me too.

"Ma nigga, bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks." I said in a more serious tone. "Back to what I came for, get your thot- I mean girl, out of there and y'all finna follow us. No questions asked." He hesitated for a bit, but he knew there was no way in hell he could deny me or my instructions. I was a man of my words. And if it meant blasting him and his girl in this building, I would do it in the blink of an eye. He went in and attempted to close the door but I placed my foot at the corner, just as long as he tried to do some weird escaping shit.

"Rih, I need you to come with me." I heard him call from inside. "What the fuck? No way! I ain't boutta go with a bunch of thugs, who are those dudes?" I heard her from a distance and I grinned to myself. A shawty with attitude, I dig. "Just come man, they're my friends it's okay. You'll be safe I promise. I gotchu, remember?" I rolled my eyes as he said all this sappy shit. But soon enough I heard approaching footsteps, indicating they were both coming. "Aight, let's bounce. Make sure to stay close to them so they don't try escape." I told Ferg as he nodded and stayed behind waiting for them to come out. As for me I had to exist quicker just so no one would suspect anything.