I'm writing an' no one seems to be giving me feedback like in my other stories, for example Changed By A Thug. That book is filled with comments, so can I get that with this book?
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Avery's P.O.V
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Rushing out of the plane an' into one of the four all black SUV's we bought, I sped down over to Zuri's place.
It took us all of forty five minutes just to get to Miami then over to Zuri's condo.
Rushing out the car an inside we all made it there noticing the door had already been forcefully knocked down.
"Shit!" I cursed out loud slowly making it into her home. "Y'all niggas come on."
They all followed behind me as I made it further inside.
"Well we could see it wasn't no damn robbery." J assured us.
"Whoever did this shit knew exactly where to go." One of my workers spoke.
"Yeahh - Ain't shit destroyed or knock down." Another one added.
"Fuck!" I continued to curse out loud as I realized my daughter an' her Mama was gone. "Who the fuck could've done this?"
"That nigga Bryson." J quickly replied. "Who the fuck else you know that's after yo' girl? Think nigga."
Anger took over my entire body as my blood began to boil.
"I'm not leaving this fucking city until I find them - Y'all niggas get to work." I focused on each an' every one as my blood shot red eyes gazed. "I'm giving y'all motherfuckers 24 hours, if my girl not in this house with my daughter in that amount of time - I'm killing all you worthless fuckers."
They all nodded while making it out not once speaking.
"So what we gone do?" J questioned once everyone left the house.
"We gone head over to that nigga trap, then I'm fucking up his home - I don't give a fuck, I need to see blood."
Making it out her home as J followed I hopped in my car rushing over to that niggas home. He thought no one knew about the new place he bought in the hills but I fucking did.
"Yo, you want your family back or is yo' ass tryna go to jail?" J asked. "That nigga a straight up bitch Ave - He'll call the cops an' have yo' ass arrested in a second."
"I'm not gone just sit up here an' not do shit." I spoke angrily.
"It's better for you to do that than to be locked up." He assured me. "Now call them niggas back up - We gone do this shit the right way, we gone plan this shit."
Sitting back as I just continued on driving I sighed out loud.
I needed my family back home an' safe asap.
Bryson's P.O.V
Making it back into the room Zuri stayed in after a few hours, I'd finally decided on bring Aasiyah back to her.
"Thank God." She ran towards me as tears filled her eyes gently taking ahold of the baby.
"She must be hungry." I assured Zuri. "She been crying for the past hour."
"What?" Her eyes widened.
"I thought she'd stop if I left her alone." I shrugged lightly. "What's the big deal - She good now right?"
YOU ARE READING
In His Hood.
عاطفيةNineteen year old Zuri lives with her mother in Miami along with her step father Mike. After finding out both her mother along with her stepfather were on drugs everything changed for the worse. Coming home one day the unexpected happened which cau...
