The Plan.

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The next morning when Prod was fully awake and aware of his surroundings, i told him about my chat with Taryne and he insisted we help her. He told the guys and they were all willing to help except Prince. He brought up the fact that Cash was a pimp and drugdealer and probably gang banged. He also brought up the fact that he had people.

"I got my people's too. I can call them up, if you want." we all stood there looking at roc. WTF? He has people?

"TF you mean?" asked Prod, obviously wanting to know what he was talking about. We all stared at him as if to say, go ahead.

"OK. Well my dad was known for gang bangin', drug dealing, kidnappin', all of that. Actually, he was the head leader of the crips. Anything he wanted done people would do for him. One day he met this girl named Kira. He didnt know that she went with the leader of the bloods. They set him up. She tricked him into meeting her in a dark alley. To his suprise, her boy showed up. He pulled out his gun that he always carried but he was too late, they shot him 19 times. My mom was pregnant when he died. She didnt know my dad was in a gang, but after he died she found out and decided to move since it wasnt safe anymore. So she moved to Cali and gave birth to me."

"OMG, Im so sorry Roc." i said sincerely.

He nodded. "Well anyways, since im his son, i got it like that. Anything i want done, they'll do it for me. I was actually supposed to take his place because im his son, but i got rapped up in fame, so they passed it on to someone else."

Prod, Prince and Ray were all in shock. They didnt say a word. They just stood there with their mouths open.

"Dude, how come you didnt tell us?" asked Prince,breaking the awkward silence.

Roc shrugged. "I dunno, i just didnt." Prod and Ray were still at a loss for words.

"Listen, do yall wanna save this chick or not?" he asked getting annoyed.

"Of course." we all said in unison. Including Prince this time.

"So lets get started!"

We all thought of ways to try and get her free.

 Ray Ray thought we should get those cool suction cup thingys, climb up the building, cut the bars of the window where Taryn, Alex and Rachael's room was, carry her out the window and be on our mary way.

Prod thought we should go there when Cash when was gone and set all of them free.

Prince asked why couldnt just pick her up when she was out on the street or call the popo.

And Roc thought we should get one of his peoples to do it.

First of all, where the hell are we gonna get suction cups and thats way to dangerous. What if they dont work and one us falls? Second of all, when Cash leaves, he makes sure at least 3 of the guys are there and he keeps that place on lockdown. Third of all, he makes sure most of his "workers" are guarded. The only reason i got away was because no one was available to take me and he thought he could trust me but sadly, he was mistaken. And if we call the popo then he'll get outraged and send one of his people for us. Besides, the girls will just go to jail along with him. And lastly, i wanna save her myself. She's saved me on more than one occasion. I had to save her.

I remember the time when another girl attacked me because i was working her strip. I put up the best fight i could. I had the girl beat, until another girl came and they jumped me. The second girl pulled out a gun and was going to shoot me. I thought i was going to die that night when all of a sudden i heard a gunshot. The girl fell to the ground. I looked behind her and saw Taryn. I guess she snuck the gun from Cash's stash. But it didnt matter cuz she saved my life.

The other time, another pimp tried to take me. Me and Taryn never went to far from eachother, so obviously she heard the comotion. She didnt have her gun on her that day, so to keep him from taking me, she distracted him by telling him she needed work and i ran into a dark alley. Next thing i knew, he grabbed her and they drove off. I didnt see her again until the next week. She came back. Her hair was messy and she wore the same clothes she did the last time i saw her. She had a black eye and a busted lip. She told about how he kept her tied up in a dark room and fed her scraps. And she told of her he would beat her and tourture her and how they even gang raped her. She even showed me the welts on her body from them beating her. When i heard of what they did to her i broke down and cried. I felt terrible. How could i let this happen to my bestfriend? From that day on, i vowed that if she ever was in need of saving, i would be the one to save her and i meant it. This was my chance to pay her back for all that she has done and went through for me.

The only plan i had was to kill Cash. I knew the only way i could save Taryn and get away with it was if i killed him. But first i had to get rid of his men. Those three guy he's always with. I have to kill them too. If i did this i could save not only Taryn but save all of the innocent females that were kidnapped by him. And i could prevent him from ever hurting another girl again. But how will i do this without the police getting involved? You know what, i dont care. Im going to save those girls no matter what i had to go through. Even if i had to d oit myself.

I told them my plan and they were totally against it except for Roc. Roc insisted that he would get one his men to kill Cash and the others and that the men wouldnt mind doing time for him. So all we had to do was get all of the girls out of there without being seen.

After a while we decided our plan. Usually, Cash and his guys go to the drughouse to get more to sell. Roc's person will stop them on the way out and pretend to buy drugs. Then he'll shoot them. When theyre dead, he'll call and give us the signal that theyre dead. Then we'll all get dressed in party clothes and disguises and pretend we are leaving from a party so the neighbors wont be suspicious. We called Taryn and told her the plan. She said she'll play loud music as soon Cash leaves. They will dress theyre best and so will we. Our plan isnt the best but it has to work. It just has to.

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