Misha | Wednesday | 1:32 pm | Marx's Residence |
Wassup , I'm Misha [ Mee-Sha ] and I'm 20 years old. I run a drug business with my right hand Naomi. I'm 5'5 , stem and a high school graduate. Not many people see me cause I stay low. If they see me and they aint supposed to , I kill em. Simple. I run the streets of Buffalo with Naomi.
You see , nigga's should know not to fuck with me but they wanna fuck around with my shit , so I'm gone fuck around with their life.
Naomi and I stepped on the kicked down door and saw the nigga laying on the couch. He jumped up with fear written all over his face.
Me: You got our shit?
He quickly shook his head no.
Naomi: So where is it?
Marx: I-I need more time.
Me: Nigga you had 3 days. That's more then enough time.
Marx: P-Please.
I looked at Naomi.
Me: This nigga pleading.
I looked back at Marx who was now shaking as I took out my gun and walked towards him.
Me: You aint so tough now , are you?
I put the gun on his temple.
Naomi: I mean you told your little friends that you weren't afraid of what we were gone do to you.
Me: You remember that?
He quickly shook his head no.
Naomi: Well let us refresh your memory.
She took out her phone and played the recording of Marx saying he wasn't scared of what we were going to do to him.
Me: And that is your voice Marx.
Marx: P-Please. I have a-a daughter.
Naomi: So does my mom , your point?
I swear , she's so blunt.
Naomi: You got 2 hours to get me my shit.
Naomi and I made it to the door before he said some slick shit.
Marx: Or what?
I smirked and I turned around.
Me: Your 2 hours are gone now nigga.
I pulled the trigger and the bullet went right into his temple.
Naomi: Let's get outta this dump.
We walked out and got into the Black Escalade that was parked outside. Naomi got in the drivers seat and I got in the passenger seat. She started the engine and pulled off.
Naomi: Where to now?
Me: To the trap , where else nigga?
Naomi laughed and turned the corner.
Naomi: Well , I mean I am hungry.
Me: And your dumbass knows we don't ever gone no in this Escalade unless it's business related.
Naomi: But I'm hungry.
Me: When are you not.
Naomi: Never.
I laughed and sat back in the seat after hiding the gun.
Me: Niggas really be trying us , I swear.
Naomi: And that's why they either get hurt or killed.
Me: True shit.
It was quiet between us until we got back to the trap. We got out and walked over to my 2017 White Lexus ES with Black Rims. I started the engine and pulled off.
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