Life of a female Gangster©

Chapter - THIRTEEN

Author's note: I didn't get that many comments on the last chapter! You guys are usually good with those, but it's all good! Continue to do what ya'll do and I will produce some chapters! please, try not to rush be in updating, I am a very busy person!















[Jamal]



This game lame as hell! I was playing GTA (grand theft auto) 5, and I stay getting killed in these missions. I had tried calling Trisha, ten hundred times, but her ass didn't wanna answer. So I was at my crib, just chilling; texting these few girls on my phone. Mi'Kayla, was cute, aint gonna lie. I already knew she had a crush on me. But I wasn't trying to get with her like that.





I like Trisha a lot, but Maya, she fine as hell. I would never tell Trisha that though. I guess, at Maya's party I came off a lil strong, but damn..she was looking too fine in that pink lace dress. I almost, jumped her ass, when I snuck into the patio door.





But it's all good though. My phone rang, so I paused the game, and picked it up.





"Hello." I say, into the phone, as i held it to my ear. I got up, to grab somethin' to drink.





"Hey, Jamal." Mi'Kayla, literally purred into the other end. I felt my little friend, twitch at the sultry sound of her voice.





"Wassup." I say, settling for a bottle of water. Closing the fridge, door, I walked back into the living room, propping my feet up onto the coffee table. If my mommma, saw the way I was acting, I would have been gotten slapped.





"Devon's party, is coming up in a few days. You should come." She says, insistingly.





Thirsty ass. But, I might even get some free p*ssy. Trisha's ass, aint giving a nigga nothing! She won't even suck me off.



"Aight, what time."



"Round, Seven, the party go all night long." She says, excitedly.





"Aight coo' I'll be there." I tell her, and hang up before she could say anything. I sat my phone down, and grabbed the game controller for another round of GTA.



















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[Maya]



I awoke, a few hours later. My hair was stuck to my foward. The nurses came in repeatedly, to give me some of the nasty hospital food. I ate it without complaining. The crap was nasty, but I was hungry as hell, so i couldn't complain much.





I was warm, under these thick ass hospital blankets; the television was showing reruns of Seinfield. It was chill. My Aunt visited me a few hours ago, to check up on me. She was muttering something, on how she was gonna keep my eye on me, and this and that.





I do remember Trisha coming in a lot, to check up on me. I was in pain again, so I buzzed the Nurse. She came in ten minutes later, to help me to the bathroom, and back into my hospital bed.





She handed me a bottle of water, and some pills to help with the pain. "Thanks." I tell her.



She smiled, and nodded. "You're welcome. Take the pills. one at a time, and drink slow."



I did as was instructed of me. "It might make you sleepy, but by the time you wake up, we can put your bandages on you, and your Aunt, can pick you up. Stay in bed, at least for one more day, for full recovery."





I nodded grateful. Some of the nurses, at this place wasn't that bad. I was just happy, I was able to live home today. I watched tv, for a little while longer, before I felt the affects of the medicine take over.



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[Unknown POV]



I was going to throw, this party for the neighborhood, just cause. I needed to relieve some stress. This damn drug Cartel, named Pyson was giving me a damn headache. He keep, asking me and my boys, to travel to Mexico & recieve the Marijuana. It calls for a lot of money, BUT i aint trying to go all the way in Mexico.





Yeah. I'm the leader of the Black Disciples, in Chicago, I run the entire South and North side, of chicago. We're slowly but surely, running into the Suburbs, but I aint sure if i'm trying to do that. Too many, white cops in that area. & white cops are trouble.



But I was rolling around with my boys awhile ago to pass out a few flyers. I still keep it good at the same damn time.




I was excited though. I wondered about shorty I has met at the Parkin lot. She was fine as hell, but a niggaa gonna cuff her one of these days..




I just didnt know how soon it would be.







Authors note: Hey hope y'all enjoy it. I'm getting braces tomorrow, wish me luck!