No Way Out

Chapter 4 ; Cold blood

I took Cali back to my granny house. Taylo , Dre , and Jay still in the back seat. "Yall know shit about to get real right?" I told them. "Man do whatever you gotta do dawg." Taylo said with his chest. It was almost like he could care less about his cousins life. "Not a day in my life would I think ill have to murder my homeboy on my first day coming home from prison." I spoke in a calm voice. All Taylo had to do was ask for some money if he needed it and I wouldve gave it to him. Why steal from a person who feed you for free. I dont understand. You fuck up with me once thats it. Aint no second chances with this shit , you only live one life. So im finna do what the fuck I gotta do. I drove to Cannon Hills its a hour drive at the most. I used to take Calio and Cali to fish at the lake when they was 8 years old. I got locked up when they was 10 years old. Cali all I got left foreal. Momma B been kinda sick lately I can tell how bad its getting. I cant lose nobody else man shit hurting me that my daughter gone already . These niggas aint doing shit but adding stress. So ima take this stress away before its too late. I got a cabin out here a few years back. I pulled up and it still look the same but a little dusty. I made them put like 8 locks on the door , just because I dont be out here to watch it. "Fuck out my car" I yelled out of anger. I walked up to the door and unlocked all 8 locks. Niggas knew not to try some shit on me. I aint no skinny thin ass niggas. Being in prison all you had was a pencil, paper, and weights. I lifted weights from sun up to sun down. All day everyday. Im a buff ass dude. I weigh 236 pounds all muscle. So I wish these pussies would do some slick shit . We all walked in. I tied Taylo up to a pole with a wire rope. The more he move the tighter it get . Then I locked Jay and Dre in a room down in the basement. I ran back up the steps , I tripped up the first few steps though. Once I made it to the top Taylo was gone. I cocked my gun and got ready for war. He dont got a gun but im thinking maybe he got hold of a knife. I thought I tied him up tight enough. My back against the wall , ready for some to happen. "Where the fuck you at nigga?" I yelled. "You blow I blow bitch." Taylo said. "With what gun dummy?" I responded. "I might not got a gun but I got some nigga." His voice aint sound so far away , like he was right behind the wall I had my back on. I know my way around this cabin but he dont. I kept talking shit while I walked around towards the door thats connected to the wall and all I seen was the back of him. "Blaaat!" "Blaaat!" "Blaaat!" "Blaaat!" "Blaaat!" I paused. Then I walked towards his body laying on the floor. Stood over him and stared at his face with these demon eyes. "Aint no way outta this shit." He heard my last words while choaking on his blood. "Blaaaat!" I shot him one last time in his left eye. Im mad asf right now. All I see is the devil. I ran to the back room, grabbed that semi automatic out the closet and ran downstairs with it. Felt like all this shit was happening in slow motion . I made sure it was loaded , then I opened the room door. "Please man dont kill us." Dre started crying. I looked them niggas dead in the face and started spraying. Bullets filled the room from top to bottom. I like to call bullets Evil Butterflies. They fly like butterflies but its a evil feeling once they touch you. Keep tryna tell these bunk ass niggas I dont play games . This was a huge wake up call though. Gotta keep my eyes open when I sleep , and keep my head out the bowl when I eat.