Omniscient
"Damn they bitched yo ass" Boss took a good look at Dietrick.
The knife wound that sliced his previously perfect skin was far from healing.
The rest of the small cuts and bruises were mostly gone now though. It had been exactly two weeks, and Dietrick felt as if he was getting angrier by the days.
"Yeah, I got something for them niggas" Dietrick nodded his head, more to himself.
Boss pistol whipped Dietrick, and his blood shot across the room.
He bit the shit out of his tongue and clenched his fist, doing his best not to react.
"I couldn't care less about your personal problems. You don't kill nobody unless I tell you to. Just because your girl dead don't mean you can do whatever you feel like. I ain't got no fucking sympathy for you. Next time you walk your ass up into my presence on some feelings shit, imma have to shoot them outta you. You hear me?"
Dietrick looked at Boss before looking away, and nodded his head.
Boss pistol whipped him again, and got up before pressing his thumb into the cut in Dietrick's face. "I said, Do you hear me?"
"Yes, boss. I hear you" He winced slightly.
He pushed Trick's head back. "You skating on a thin line, Dietrick. Alora back with her fuckin' brother, and guess where the fuck she gone direct them?"
"To me"
Little did they know, Alora kept her mouth shut, and continued to live her life as if she was never kidnapped.
"Not to you, mothafucka, to me. You killed Reeze, and I let you off easy. But our leverage gone now, and you attracting too much damn attention from the police. Let me find out-"
"I ain't no snitch"
"Did I say you were? Get the fuck up and go before you piss me the fuck off"
Dietrick got up, and went home.
He wasn't saying that he was stressed just to say it.
The shit was real.
He closed the door to the house behind him, and just laid down on the floor, not having the energy to go much farther.
Lanisha jumped slightly, alarmed by a sudden noise, then silence.
Queen was asleep, and she used her best judgement, and put her in the tub.
Nobody thought to themselves, 'Damn, let me check the tub' when they were raiding houses.
She got two of Dietrick's guns, and as quickly as possible, made sure that they were fully loaded and had the safety off.
She shoved one in the back of her pants, and had one in her hand as she crept through the house as quietly as she could.
Nisha wasn't scared, as she simply wasn't new to this.
She found nothing upstairs, and she was now downstairs, taking slow steps with her back against the wall.
She recognized Trick's body laying infront of the door and she rushed to his aid.
"Trick!" She whispered softly.
"Nobody here but me. I ain't even hear yo ass"
She put the safety back on the guns before putting them ontop of the cabinets.
"Let me get my baby out the tub"
She went upstairs, and Queen was laying wide awake with her hands in her mouth.
Queen looked at her mother with curious eyes, as she was sure that it wasn't bath time.
"Oh, you're such a good girl" Nisha cooed and kissed Queen before hugging her and taking her downstairs.
"I put Queen in the tub in the dark by herself, and she didn't cry"
Dietrick sighed before sitting up, and Nisha looked at his face.
"Oh my god, Trick, what happened?" She went to go get him an ice pack.
"Don't worry about it" He held Queen's hands and helped her walk towards him.
"I could run you a bath" She offered, and passed him some ibuprofen.
"Yeah, thanks Nisha"
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Downfall. (Urban)
Ficción GeneralYou know what your problem is, baby boy? You got shit all twisted. Started 1/11 Completed 1/28