Khaza (POV)
Me and the crew was in the kitchen looking at magazines with caskets. We wanna get Rah the best casket he gotta rest in something comfy. The doorbell rang so I got up to answer it. I looked through the peep hole and it was a woman. She looked hella familiar. I opened the door and she smiled hard as fuck.
Desiree: Khaza? Khaza Mc'Cain?
Holy shit. That's Rah's sister. I haven't seen her in forever. No one knew where the hell she was.
Khaza: Desiree?
Desiree: Aahhh boy come here!!
She ran and jumped on me. I didn't know what to think. She been gone for so long. She disappeared on us. Well that's the story everyone knew anyway. And how in the hell did she find me?
Khaza: How did you find me?
Desiree: That's all you can say to me after all these years?
Khaza: Haha. I'm happy to see you but yea it has been years so how did you find me?
Desiree: Its wasnt hard to find you. I kept tabs on you. You were watching over my brother.
Khaza: Desiree Rah's de....
Desiree: I know. I just came to see the old gang. So are you gonna invite me in?
Something just didn't seem right. Why would she come after Rah is dead? I didn't wanna think about it or overthink it so I let her in. She strolled in the kitchen and everybody was arguing about the caskets. These niggas argue bout every lil thing. I tried to get there attention.
Khaza: YO?
They paid me no mind still acting like lil bitches. I didn't wanna shoot the gun cuz Kay was upstairs. I was gonna go take the magazine but a loud bang came from behind me and everybody stopped moving and shut up.
Khaza: What the hell are you doing? My daughter is up there.
Desiree: Awww you finally found out Kay was your daughter.
Khaza: Excuse you?
Now I'm starting to remember why we didn't really get along and why Rah stopped fooling with her. Lord knows he's done everything to protect her and she just was very problematic. She didn't even address what she just said to me she ignored me.
Desiree: Hey boys. You all have gotten big. And I mean real big.
She was looking below Ron's waist and he looked down an covered himself.
Ron: Aha sorry. Its a lil cold in here.
Munchie stepped away from him giggling hard as hell. Ron didn't seem a bit embarrassed tho he was looking proud to me.
Killa: DESIREE!!!
Desiree: It is I the one and only.
They all gathered around her hugging her. And Munch pretending he was rubbing her booty. She use to run it with us. She even taught me a few things about the game. She wasnt the one to mess with. She was always 2 steps ahead.
Munchie: Yo I know that face anywhere I use to wanna shove my Dick so far down yo......
Killa put his hand over his mouth and pushed him to the side. That nigga aint all the way there in the head. But Desiree laughed and kinda was blushing. It made my face scrunch up.
Desiree: Munchie is that you Young similac hahaha
Munchie: Aye you can't call me that no more. I'm grown.
Desiree: Yes you sure have.
Ron: So glad to see you. You here for the funeral?
Desiree: As a matter of fact I am. What kinda sister would I be to miss my brother's funeral.
Jada: Rah has a sister?
I jumped hearing the sound of Jada's voice. I didn't know she was standing there. She was holding Kay's hand.
Khaza: Um yea he does.
Desiree: Hello you must be Jada. Khaza has told me so much about you.
Now how in the hell does she know Jada? I was looking at her sideways knowing damn well she lying. I wanna know why the hell she's really here. I sense nothing but drama heading this way. She was definitely a unwanted guest.
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True To The Game
Mystery / ThrillerKhaza is the King of LA and meets a girl named Jada who he can't help but to fall for. They start things off as friends. But Khaza soon starts falling in love with Jada no longer wanting to just be her friend. But Khaza keeps his life on the streets...