Depending On A Thug's Love

Chapter 11: Is heaven meant for me?

*Key's P.O.V*

We pulled across from the warehouse where Jerome directed us to. I was lucky enough to see him walking out down the street. When we saw him, I explained what happened, which made his ass hot. I can fuck with him now since he was on some "Family Before Friends" type shit. More of the gang was suppose to be coming too. We didn't wanna put Kianna and Toni in the same situation as Kindi, so we made them stay in the car, even though we knew they was hardheaded. We all put on our ski mask and got the guns from the trunk. Before I even walked up towards the warehouse, I saw two big buff niggas standing at the from and a security camera attached to the top of the building. I positioned myself to the left of the camera so it wouldn't get me, since it was pointing to the right. For them to try to sound like killers on the phone, they sure was dumb. I aimed directly at where the pole actually connected the camera itself and fired. The camera flew off the pole and landed on the grass. The gun alerted the two buff guys and searched for who fired the gun until their eyes landed on me. Before they can react, I aimed for the head and shot both of them, killing them instantly. Don't get me wrong, but under all this recklessness, I'm a pretty smart ass nigga. I get that from Ma Deuce. Me, Ja'Von, DopeBoy and Jerome headed straight toward them door to shut shit down and get my sister.
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*Kindia's P.O.V*

Life flashed before my eyes. From the good to the bad and the in-between. It seem like my life was piled up with negatives on top of negatives and not turning into positives. I wanted to let go. But no matter how much my mind told me to, I didn't because no matter how much rain life gave me, I continued to grow and I started to be okay with that. But If I did let go, would I be meant for heaven? Would God give me another chance to take better paths and take the rights instead of wrongs? A splash of water awoke me from the blackness. I was in hella pain because...my water broke. I now had Pain 10X worse because my adrenaline went away and My shoulder and stomach burned in pain as blood dripped . When the bullet entered my stomach, somehow, someway, my twins thought it was okay to welcome earth. That means that they will be born premature because they'll be here a month early. It took my brother months to figure out how they can get back at their rival gang.. But did I have to be caught up in it? I looked around at the chipped up white walls in the room I was in then up at the person who splashed water in my face as vision started to get clearer. He was the same man who shot me, the same one who watched me far away. He was tall, muscular, and dark with tattoos on his arms. My pain continue to get worse as contractions occurred. I looked at him as he stared at me, the same way he did when I was coming into the hotel. "Get me outta here." I said as I clenched my teeth as another contraction came in. I used my mouth and started to inhale and exhale. He reached down and began touching my vagina. "Get your hands off of me!" I yelled as I tried to move away. He stopped then he smiled. I couldn't tell whether this nigga was retarded or he was trying to mess with my emotions. He sat down in a chair next to me and just stared at me. "Why the fuck are you looking at me?? Do you have a fucking staring problem ? Yo ass don' shot me and now you Juss sitting there Lookin at me. Tha hell is yo problem yo ?" I said looking at him in disgust. He cleared his throat and spoke up. "You got one hell of a attitude. That's how I remember you when we first met. Wouldn't give it up for nothing." He took a swig from a beer bottle. "The hell is you talking bout??" I asked, while frowning up. He chuckled and I knew right then, I recognized that laugh...My father. My mama always described father as an abusive, dead-beat son-of-a-bitch. My brother hated him as he would attempt to rape me at the age of 4 going on 5. When she found out from my brother that he tried to attempt to rape me, she got up and left at the snap of a finger. Not knowing that my own father would like and rape his daughter, I always blocked out all of the negatives of my dad, even when I didn't remember what he look like. The only thing I remembered from him is when I came out my room one night and saw him beating my mama and laughing, thinking he was play fighting with my mama, But I didn't really open my eyes until the age of 8. Tears filled my eyes as I looked at him. "You did this to me." I said as I pointed to my rounded belly. He cried of laughter like he just witnessed the most hilarious thing ever. "How could you?" I cried. He wiped away his tears and his face went back to a straight, serious facial expression. "Every since you was a young girl, your mama didn't give me what I wanted so I came steppin your way. Then yo brother ran and snitched on me and your mama got fed up so she left. So I decided to come back and get what I was looking for when you got older... I did one hell of a good job at it to." He smirked. I arched my back as pain continue to hit me. Then A huge black man walked in.. Uncle Myron, my dad's brother. I cried harder. What did I ever do to deserve. "Long time no see, Kindia. We already running out of time, so why don't we speed things up?" Uncle Myron said, Lookin at my dad. He pointed a gun at my head and Counted down from 5. I raised my head up to God, praying that he will get me out this situation. Praying that if the trigger is pulled, I will make it to heaven. "5..4..3..2.." As soon as the number two left his lips, A bullet sliced through Uncle Myron skull. His body dropped. A roar full of guns firing erupted throughout the warehouse. I ducked my head as far down as I could to prevent from getting shot again until the firing finally stopped. I picked up my head and open one eye at a time. Bodies was laying everywhere. My brother, Ja'Von, DopeBoy, Jerome and about 7 more dudes stood by the entrance, pointing the gun at the man I used to call dad while he pointed back. Key walked up closer still pointing the gun at him

Key: "I should've known yo bitch ass had somethin' to do with this."

Mich: "I got way more to do with it then you think. A 'Hi dad, how you been' would've been good."

Key: "Ian here for Tha chit chat nigga, what you do to my sister?"

Mich: "Woaahh!" He said, waving his hands. "This nigga don' grew some balls. Bout time. All that damn wining wasn't gon' get you nowhere."

Key: "Man, you a bitch! You a weak ass nigga, bruh. A fat-ass CareBear."

Mich: "Don't talk to your niece's/Nephew's daddy like that."

Key: "Nigga What you say ??"

Mich: "I said, Don't talk to your—"
Before he could finish, Key lifted up his pointer finger and everybody started firing at Mich. Mich's body dropped as he was shot more that 15 times in different parts of his body. Key walked up and pointed the gun at Mich's face and fired 5 more bullets. "Checked this hoe." Key said, waving his gun. He jumped when he say me in the chair. "Are you okay?" He asked. " THE BABIES COMING!" I screamed at the topped of my lungs. He hurriedly untied me, picked me up and took me to the car.
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Crazy Chapter, Right? Well this isn't even close to the ending. Enjoy 😌💟 .