Queen [A$AP Mob]

Chapter 6

Tahja POV
*1 Week Later*

I've been working at Shabazz with Tabitha for a week.  While I restock shelves she tells me stories about when her and my dad when they were younger.

The store was about to close so I said goodbye to Tabitha and left.  I still haven't told my mom where I work.  Tabitha told me my mom despises her over something that happened when I was a baby.

I had some money on me so I went to a corner store and got some skittles, lemonade, and a Snickers.  I caught a bus home.  I walked from the nearest stop to my house. It was about 2 blocks away.

I passed by DJ's house and saw this girl that looked really familiar walk up to his porch with something in her hand.  I didn't want to look nosey so I jogged to a big tree and hid behind it.

The girl put her hand up and I saw what was in her hand. A gun

DJ POV

I was in my bed thinking about what that hoe Bianca told me yesterday.

"DJ I'm pregnant and you're the father"

"Bitch you a hoe and you know good and well I'm not the father "

"Don't call me out of my name and you were the only person I've been with"

"Whatever, what the fuck you want to do?"

"I just wanna know if you're gonna help me raise it or not"

"Not", was all I said before I slammed the door in her face.

I know I might seem like a jerk for doing her like that, but hoes need to know they won't get the treatment wifey does.  As if on cue, my main Monique called me.  She bad as hell,  but she said she's saving herself.

We decided that it would be best if we didn't tell Tahja about us.  "Hey boo", I said while I went into my kitchen.  "Hey are we still going to dinner tonight?"

"Yeah", I said while looking out the window.

I looked out the window and saw Bianca standing there.  I walked to the door and opened it.  As soon as I opened the door I heard gunshots.  I felt something hot hit my chest, and then another one in my stomach.

The only thing I heard before I blacked out was Monique yelling my name on the phone.

Tahja POV

I watched Bianca run to a parked car across the street and speed off.  When I saw her turn the corner, I decided it was safe to see how badly DJ was wounded.  I ran up to him and saw that he was unconscious.  I heard a distant yelling.  I looked at his phone which was still in his hand and saw that he was on the phone with someone.

The screen said "Wifey♡" with a picture of Monique.  I always suspected they had something going on but that can wait.  I hung up the phone and dialed 911.  I told them the information and got 2 towels and put pressure on the bullet wounds.

"You're gonna be OK DJ", I whispered as tears rolled down my face.

I sent a silent prayer to God.

Lord, please don't take him away yet