Forever And Always (Ariana Grande Love Story

In the eyes of a leader

Drakes POV:

I stood there in the middle of the street. A slight breeze hit the sides of my checks. I had a gun on the side of my pants and a knife clipped to my ankle. Tony and the others were behind me planning everything out. They're were going to sneak in from behind the warehouse and shoot everyone and try and search for Proof.

I was smarter than that. I knew they'd be expecting any of our crazy plans. They'd definitely be expecting a surprise attack. I thought no longer of it. I decided to do the most obvious decision. I started walking across the street.

"Aye man where you going?"

"To get proof"

"What about the plan vato?"

"It sucks."

They knew I wasn't going to argue anymore about it. I heard there footsteps come up behind me.

"Whatchu gonna do?"

"Just gonna walk up, and ask for my brother back." Nephew

"No no no. Look its not even time to go in there yet. He said the morning, it's only 6AM right now. Lets give them some time and lets have a better plan. Frustration ain't gonna get you anywhere" Tony said.

I knew he was right, but I just wanted Proof in my arms so badly right now.

I walked back to the car. I sat on the hood and put my head in my hands. I felt a warm hand on my shoulder.

"He'll be alright kid don't worry"

I let those words sink in. I just hope Proof is safe.

I hope they haven't injured him. He's so young. He doesn't need to be going through this. I sunk my head to my knees and started crying to myself softly. I'm sorry proof.

Proof's POV:

I lifted my head up to see where I was. My forehead was beating loudly. It felt like I was being pounded with bricks. I reached up to rub my forehead and let out a soft cry as I was yanked back. I looked back and saw hands chained to the wall. My legs were chained as well. Where am I. I looked around to observe my surroundings. There was a washer and a dryer and a few pieces of furniture. The walls were stone cold and looked like they were made up of cement. I must be in a basement. The last thing I needed was this right now. After the argument I had with Drake I climbed out of my window and hopped on my bike. I just wanted to take a little ride to clear my mind. I wasn't angry with him, I was just angry in general. It made me confused and I hated Drake for making me feel that way. I started pedaling down the street and the next thing I know is I was pushed off the bike, blind folded and thrown into a car. When I was in the car all I could hear were voices. I could tell they were men. But I immediately knew they were the other gang because they started shouting that they got "18th Street's asses in the palm of their hands"

I yelled and fidgeted but all that did was get me smacked and punched around. I guess that explains my forehead.

"Ughh. HELP ME. WHY AM I HERE"

A small girl screamed to the ceiling. This confused me. I did not remember a girl down here. I looked over and she was right next to me. Did she not notice me? I then got a better look. She was blind folded.

"This can't be happening again" she cried to herself.

"Hey are you ok?" I asked softly.

"No.. Who is that speaking?"

"I'm Proof. Those guys took me too don't worry I'm not one of them" I said reassuringly.

"How can I believe you?"