Crossroads

(1)

Dawaun

"Aye nigga, where da rest of da Gas at!?" Said Casey.

Dawaun stood there with Chris and G, laughing at Casey. "Aye moe what da fuck is funny!? I gave yo bitch ass $50 dollars and this is barely two jays. Two skimp jays at that. I want da rest of my shit nigga or its goin be a price to pay!" Casey yelled.

Dawaun stops laughing while Chris and G continue.

"Who you talkin to Lil Nigga?" Said Dawaun calmly.

"Muh'fucka i'm talkin to you! Aint no Lil Nigga either! You better find out where da rest of my weed at real quick!"

Dawaun looks at Chris then at G and makes up his mind. "Ite, ima give you a lil somethin' extra." Dawaun says calmly. He reaches into his pants and pulls out his Ziplock bag of Weed. He looks around dramatically at his surroundings.

They were in the neighborhood park around their way. Dwan really aint have to look around and check anything. The park was kinda like the neighborhood trap. Everybody went there when they wanted to chill out, smoke a jay, play some basketball or anything really. Dawaun also knew that he had nothing to worry about from this bitch made nigga. This was HIS neighborhood, everybody knew him.

He dangles the bag in Casey's face. "Matta' fact," said Dawaun as he places the weed back in his pants and laughs "ion' like da way you just tried come at me. It seems like theres a lack of respect here LIL NIGGA." Said Dawaun putting emphasis on the last two words. Next thing you know a fist crashes down on the left side of Casey's face. Dawaun threw a heavy right hook and knocked Casey on his ass in one hit. That wasnt the end. Chris and G already knew what was coming, thats why they were laughing, so they jump into action right behind Dwan and start stompin' Casey out as soon as he hit the ground.

Dawaun backs up and lets his two homies handle that. After about a minute of nothing but Chris and G stompin this nigga out Dawaun steps in and they stop.

"Ight, Ight." Dawaun says Lazily. "Dont give the nigga brain damage or a seizure or some shit." Dawaun stands over Casey and laughs at his bruised up face, black eyes, broken nose, and busted lips.

Dawaun stands over a bloody Casey and says, "Damn Lil Nigga, you ont' know how to block?" He then goes through Casey's pockets takin his weed back, Casey's iPhone 6, and the rest of the money Casey had on him. He looks at the small wad and chuckles.

"Broke ass nigga," Chuckles G.

"Damn Right" says Dawaun "aye Chris, count this lil ass wad fool." He hands Chris the money. Chris flips through the bills mumbling numbers to himself. That nigga Chris is a math genius. Which is why Dawaun gave it to him. He didnt feel like countin that chump change.

"$556 dollars fool," Says Chris.

"Split dat between you and G." He decides to keep the iPhone and sell it himself, thats why he aint want the money. Dawaun looks down again at Casey. Casey glares back up at him. "At least this nigga not cryin like some of these Sweet ass niggas out here."

Dawaun then reaches in his pants again and pulls out his 40 and touches it to Casey's head between his eyes. At this Casey's eyes widen, but he still maintains his cool. "Ion wanna go out like no bitch" Casey thought.

"Disrespect aint cool nigga, ima let you walk outta MY neighborhood with Your life in tact, but dont you EVER try bass me again LIL NIGGA. Understand?" Dawaun asks with the gun still to his head.

Casey just nods his head.

"Ight. Now Get the fuck before i reconsider my sympathy nigga."

At that Casey slowly rises and starts backing slowly away from Dawaun. He then turns and runs his fastest towards his car that he parked up the street.

Dawaun watches him go.

"Nigga, you know he goin try get revenge on us for takin his shit and beatin his ass, shoulda' killed his bitch ass right here," says Chris.

"Nigga look around, we in a family park. We not the only niggas here either," says Dawaun referring to all the drug dealers, hoes, and kids around.

"Besides nigga, im bored and im countin on him tryin get revenge," Dawaun says with a smirk. "That nigga aint goin live much longer."