A Thugs Bestfriend

Chapter 6

"C'mon Kays, let's go to grandmas house" i said. I grabbed her hand and helped her into my car. I was so disappointed in myself for putting her in danger like that. If something would have happened to her, Dion would have flipped his shit and tried to kill me.

Speaking of Dion, i was praying those fuckers didnt kidnap him. He wasn't answering his phone at all and my mind was only leading me to thing the worst. I just hope Chres could forgive me.

As we pulled up into Kays grandma's driveway, Kay was already fast asleep. She looked like a babydoll. Her curls hanging over her face and the cute expressions she made when she was snoring. Mrs.Hunter was waiting by the glass door, with her arms folded and her little puppy on the side of her she had just gotten a month ago.

I undid Kays restraints and carried her into the arms of her grandma.

"Amelia, we need to talk" she said in a stern voice. A part of me was hoping she hadnt heard but then again Dion is her son. Im sure she can sense when he's in danger.

I locked my car doors and headed into her off white home closing her front door behind me. It smelled like she had just baked her amazing peanut butter cookies. I remember when Dion had first invited me into her home and the first thing she said was "this is your house. Help yourself". I swear if i could i would adopt her as my own.

She appeared from one of the rooms and told me to sit as she pouring herself some mint tea. She sipping slowly and stared at me before setting it down on her brown coffee table.

" I havent seen you in a long time Ms.Amelia. I was beginning to think you done forgot about lil old me." She finally said.

"Of course not " i quickly replied. She had a special place in my heart. All that was racing through my mind was she doesnt know whats going on so dont give any hints. I sighed in relieve in my head.

"I've just been a little bit busy u know. With work and taking care of my mom." I continued.

"How is she doing? The last time i spoke with her she had told me she was looking for a job." She said.

"She's doing really good, she actually-"my phone cut me off mid-sentence and i sheepishly answered it. It was Chres

"Yo! We found Dion. I need you to come to the trap right now." He said. I hear yelling in the background and smashing of glass.

"Ight im on my way. " i said.

"I have to go but i promise i'll come back to catch up with u grandma" i said.

She shook her head and smiled shooing me away but not before i gave her a quick kiss on her cheek.

When i got inside the trap, Jeff, one of our snipers told me they were in the basement. I nodded and ran down the steps to see Dion tied to the chair.

"What the hell is going on?! Let him go! " i yelled running over to untie him, but Chresanto swiftly grabbed me by my arm pulling me away.

" This nigga is a traitor. He been fucking wit Craig and them niggas" Chres said pinching his nose in frustration.

"How the fuck is he a traitor if he raided the house as well. And the assault was on his own damn house. Chresanto motherfucking August you need to let him go! " i screamed trying to get out of his hold.

" He did that shit so we wouldnt suspect him. Why do u think he didnt want to take the money huh? I caught that nigga dead in the middle of making a transaction with them niggas. He lied to all of us." He spat angrily. Dion was still unconscious in the chair, drenched with water.

" Let him go! He has a kid! " i said. At this point i was thrashing against Chresanto's hold. But he didnt let go.

"Are you taking up for this nigga?! You better act like apart of this gang or you'll be in the position as him" he said getting all up in my face.

Dion woke up, with his eyelids heavy, breathing rapidly. "Yo Chres! Get me outta here" he said moving around against the roped.

"Nigga you know what the fuck you did! I told you i dont play that shit. You stealing from us then gone smile in my face. You pussy ass nigga! You was my blood man. I cant even trust you no more. Its sad cause i really thought of Kayla as my own." He snarled. He pulled out his gun and i froze. Everything was moving around me. I could faintly hear the yelling in the background but i became numb. Dion could be a little crazy sometimes. But he traitor, he was not. He would never do anything to jeopardize us. He was like my brother.

I came back to my senses when i heard Dion screaming. My head snapped towards him and he was still breathing but Chres had shot him in the foot.

I yanked myself free and rushed over to Dion holding his face. "Are you okay?" I said, my eyes were searching his and he had a look of guilt.

The next thing i know, im being dragged outside by Chresanto. " Dont ever do some shit like that!" I heard him say. Dion was innocent and i refused to believe he could do this. He was right next to us robbing those guys and his own house was raided. So why would chres doubt his loyalty?

" And Don't you ever grab me like that!!! Dont man-handle me Chres!" I yelled in his face hitting him. He clenched his jaw and balled up his fists. He was trying not to hit me but i could see it was hard for him not to.

"Get in the fucking car now! " he roared, pushing me into his black car. He angrily opened up his drivers door and slammed it once he was inside. The tension was thick in the air. One word would cause another heated agrument so we sat in silence, with A-Boogie-My Shit playing low.

I had no idea where he was taking me. With the murderous look he had on his face, he was probably going to take me somewhere to kill me so no one would find me. I contemplated on jumping out of the moving car, but i doubted my chance of survival at the rate he was driving at. I looked up at him to see his jaw still clenched and his hand tightly gripping the wheel.

We pulled up to his house, and thankfully nobody was home. Once we got inside, Chres pushed me up against the wall and i looked everywhere but his face. "Please don't kill me" i said shakily. Never would i think that my life was boutta be over soo quick. My own bestfriend was gonna end it.

He narrowed his eyes at me and laughed. Not maliciously, he laughed like i had just told the weakest joke ever. I relaxed a little bit but tensed right back up when he hit the wall next to my head making me whimper.