Dy's POV
I was thinking about just chilling with Sasha today until I got a call from Meek saying something happend at the trap so I got dressed and headed to my main trap house." Tf going on" as I walked in one of my best workers was tied up to a chair with duck tape on his mouth and Meek and our close friend Reggie standing in front of him. "Should I tell her or you tell her pussy" Meek said through gritted teeth. " Somebody better start telling me something wtf going on." Meek stood up on her crutches " Well Mr.man here been stealing and working with another gang" she said shifting around on her crutches. "Bro sit down #1 before you hurt yourself cause I dam sure don't want to hear Nay mouth about you getting hurt again and #2 boy did you lose your dam mind matter fact I know you lost your mind you just had too stealing from me really you must forgot who tf I am and now ima have to remind you." I pulled out my pistol and put 2 better holes straight to his dome and told Reggie clean the mess up and meet me in the conference room when he was done. Being as though his snake ass was working with another gang they going to try to come after me being as though I killed one of theirs that's if they won't already trying to come after me. I was going to have a meeting and let my gang know wassup and to make sure everyone was on the same page. I got to my office with Meek trailing behind me. "Ayoo how you get here with yo cripple ass cause I know Nay ain't bring you she don't even want you running the streets." I said taking a seat at my desk. "I drove here by myself I'm ite I don't need no baby sitter. " She said struggling to sit down. Every since we was younger Meek always wanted to be independent she hated being corrected or feeling vulnerable shid I hated to. But as much as her stubborn ass is I know she need my help or at least somebody help getting around and doing stuff. We had our meeting and I made my way home but I had a bad vibe it was an all black infinti following me...................
To be continued
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No Face No Trace
RomanceMy mother and father made me but the streets raised me. 18 year old Dymone (dia-mond) is coming to the end of her senior year at Lincoln high and is face with the decision of running the streets or bettering herself ,but the making up her mind won't...
