Police officer: Are you ok can you tell me where you are?
Prince looks on his body and tries to find blood, scratches or even a bruise...
Prince: I wasn't shot...???
Police officer: Sir you were shot? Can you tell me your name and date of birth?
Prince: What nah!! I'm fine.
Police officer: Can you tell me what happened?
Prince: Nah man I didn't see nothing I gotta go.
Police Officer: (speaks into radio) Cancel that last call. These kids are to much.
Prince POV
Man I can't believe he missed!! I thought I was dead fo' sho'. Im just happy I can keep on trappin... gotta make money somehow.
Phone rings
Prince: Momma?
Momma: Where the hell are you? It is 3 o'clock in the morning and you still wandering the streets you need to get ya ass home before I drag you here! Bye!
Prince: Ok I just need to tell u somethings-...
*Momma hanged up the phone*
Prince: Its 3 in the morning? How long was I laying in the street then???
On the way home Police cars and FBI vans fill the streets looking for evidence of a crime that just happened. Prostitute, Drug lords and innocent civilians all in hand cuffs. What could of possibly happened?
???: Ayye P man go home befo' they take ya ass.
Prince: Paco what's good?
Paco: Man they bust through that bake and make right there P!! (laughing)
Prince: What???? On Keith street???
Paco: Yea man... 3868
Prince: Who got cuffed?
Paco: Beezy, Money, Shine.., all them big folks out here P..
Prince: Dang man alright..I gotta go Paco see ya soon alright.
Paco: Stay clever P.. (Laughs)
Prince POV
Man how five o just gone take down our property like that. It probably was wired since day one . So many memories though. At least I wasn't there this time I was being dead in the street that's my alibi!
At home
Momma: Where the hell ya been Prince? (With belt in her hand)
Prince: Studying Momma. Where you been?
Momma: Oh ok so what did you learn? (Says sarcastically)
Prince: How to graph parabolas and stuff like that.
Momma: (swings belt) Shutup and don't talk back to me what is wrong with you walkin' up in my house at 3 in the morning..get up them stairs.
Prince: No foreal! I did Ma.
Momma: Don't come out that room till I tell you to boy! And gimme yo phone!
Prince: Ma it's not that serious it just that-...
Momma: *swings belt* Go upstairs!
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The poison
Teen FictionLiving in Chicago is not all that perfect. Prince better known as P is in love with the Money and the Game but he also has a love life. Every day Prince starts to drown in his own poison and has no way to get out...maybe he'll find an ending to the...
