Life Of A Trap Star

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Day Three . . . Final Day

Kilo Had Less Than 24 Hours Left To Give Mon What He Thinks Is His , Diamonds And Money . After The Massacre That Occurred The Day Before , Kilo Has Been Low Key , And The Rest Of Them Too . If Mon Think Kilo Is Going To Give Up $10 Million Dollars Up To Him So Easily , Then He Had Another Thing Coming . Kilo's Empire Is Slowly Shutting Down , And This Isn't A Day Kilo Dreaded , But It's Happening In Front Of His Eyes . Polices That Were Patrolling The Area Was Making It Hard To Make A Sale On The Streets . His Love For Money Kept Growing By The Day , And Just The Fast Life Itself Made Him Wanna Grind And Grind . You Gotta Learn To Get It Out The Mud , Because They Ain't Gonna Put In Ya Hand , Kilo Thought About Everyday , And That's What He Did .

Kilo Got Off The Interstate , On His Way To The New Trap House He Sat Up Behind The Projects Where He Used To Stay . Muyan Agreed To Meet Up There Under Certain Circumstances : Business Meetings . Once He Made It To The New Trap House  , His Nostrils Was Filled With The Aroma Of Weed Smoke . The Trap Was Jumping With Sales , And The Last Thing They Needed Was A Run In With The FEDS . He Saw One Of The Hustlers Hanging With Marisol .

"You ." Kilo Pointed To The Hustler .

"Me ?" He Asked , Pointing To Hisself .

"Yeah , You Nigga . Drop That Hoe Off Somewhere . I Don't Give A Fuck Where , But This Not No Homeless Shelter ." Kilo Said .

"Man , That's Cold , Kilo . She Was Just About To Suck My Dick . Stop Knocking My Hustle Bruh And Chill For A Min ."

Some Of The Other People In The Trap House Snickered Or Chuckled , But This Wasn't A Laughing Matter . They All Had Work To Handle . And Like He Said Before , He Don't Need Any Slip Ups . So Why Start Now ?

"Kilo , Baby . Don't Do This To Me . You Know I'll Always Return The Favor In A Way That You Like It ." Marisol Said Sweetly , Rubbing Her Titties Against His Arm .

"Nah , Ma . Im Good . I Gotta Handle Some Shit With My People , So I Don't Need You As A Distraction . Neither So Them ."

"But I'm Just Saying . We Don't Have To Do It Now , But We Can Meet Up Later . Maybe At Your Place . What You Think ?"

"Ima Think About It . . . Um , No ! Now Be The Fuck Gone ! I Have Shit To Handle . Nobody Have Time For Yo Thot Ass ." Kilo Said .

He Turned To The Hustler .

"Get Rid Of This Hoe , Or We Gone Have Some Problems . I Better Not Have To Warn You Again Because I Don't Like Repeating Myself ."

With That , Kilo Went Into The Office , Which Was Twice As Big As The Other One , And Made A Few Important Phone Calls.

Yonnie's And Cameron's Apartment

Yonnie's Morning Is Like Any Other Morning . She Ran To The Bathroom To Throw Up Contents In Her Stomach . She Was Starting To Think Something Really Was Up With Her .

Am I Pregnant ? Can't Be . Is Someone Trying To Poison Me Or Something ? She Thought To Herself .

Every Time She Ate Something Too Quickly , It Came Right Back Up Seconds Later . Yonnie Fell Back Into Bed On Side Of Her Man . She Didn't Know How Cameron Would Think If She Told Him That She Might Be Pregnant . Is It His Or Kilo's Baby ? Well , She Knew For A Fact That The Baby  Wasn't For Kilo . They Always Used Protection . But Sex With Cameron Was Always Unprotected . She Don't Even Know If It's Love Of Lust When She's With Him .