Thug In The Rain

Everythang Fucked Up

( JOSH POV )

After me & Kyra kissed, she's been on my mind heavy. She kissed me 2 times & walked away both times. Maybe its because she got a man?  Naw, cant be. I did research on her.

Kyra got a crazy ass family.

Some nigga name Lil Dee called me & was like he wanna part of my empire.  But remind you, this is not my shit. So I talked too boss & nigga was like he 45, its time too get out the game & be w/ his family. He been in the game sense he was 13. He said he don't even know his own kids. Damn

But all a nigga could do was understand.

Me & Bubba & some more niggas,  up out of the group are head too club too celebrate. Tomorrow night but tonight imma gone hit this nigga Lil Dee up.

The way he sounded on the phone, ion trust that, so imma put on my bullet proof vest.  & bring Bubba along, never do business by ya self.

As me & Bubba getting ready, I got this gut feeling that some aint right. Mane I wish my mama was here, maybe I would be on my way too play pro football.

A doctor or some shit, you know, make mama proud.

Ion have a mother, niggas disrespect they mama & can hug they mama, eat they mama cooking,  go chill w/ they mama & give they mama kisses. Mane I can't do none of that.

All I can go do, is go sit on my mama grave stone, pray & cry. I just pray for better days. I pray Rashun never get her heart broke, she never has too worry about a dollar. I pray that she stop hurting, I pray the lord be w/ me & every step of the way.

I'm all alone,  in this big ass world, just trying too turn 50 cent into 50 dollars.

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I'm going too visit my mama grave today, not before, I made sure Bubba had everything under control.

As I'm sitting there, on my mama grave,  I couldn't shake the feeling of being watched. Every time I would look around, I didn't see anything but some grave stones. 

After about 30 more mins of me talking too my mother grave stone. I dusted myself off. & made my way too meet up w/ um ole boy.

I called Bubba & picked him up & we arrived too this old abundant warehouse.

When I walked in everything seemed too turn black & white like in one of them old fashion movies.

It was crack on one table, bundle & bundles of weed on the next, pills all different colors filling most of the tables & alot of naked women making & packaging them up. & some niggas standing behind w/ some shot guns.

Snapping my head up when some pretty ass female who look like she could be twins w/ Megan Good. Told us too follow her, ole boy Dee been waiting on us.

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Coming into this room, which was all white. Everything in that bitch was pure white. A creepy white too.

It was a nigga sitting in a all white chair w/ its back turned towards me & bubba smoking a Cuban cigar.

Turning around, who I guess is the nigga nigga. He looked about in his late 30's few gray hairs, a nice cut w/ a fresh white Gucci Tux on & some all white crocodile dress shoes.

Puffing his cigar one more time, eyeing me & Bubba like we some bum ass niggas sitting in front of him. Placing my hand firmly on my gun. I just felt like this nigga was gone pull some.

In walk a lady, double checking,  I could've sworn she looked like a older version of Kyra & Tiffany but more of Tiffany. Yea I know they sisters & that hate each other. Hopefully I run into Kyra again. I wanna know they history.

Speaking because I was tired of the silent talk & all this bullshit staring at me & shit & looking at Bubba you could tell the nigga was irritated.

"Look, are we gone sit here & stare at each other or get down too business?"

"Ay, straight forward young man I like thats but too bad you might not get too live any longer!"

Next thing I know I feel something sharp go threw my chest & everything becomes blurry I soon black out.