Change Of Plans

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Rajae POV

"Drop it nigga." The man behind me said.

"Nigga you know who you fuckin' wit??" I spat out.

"DROP THE FUCKIN GUN!" He yelled.

Wait.... I know that voice. This nigga set me up. I dropped the gun and slowly turned around to see Crazy8 pointin' a 9mm at my face.

"Fuck is you doin' bruh? I thought we was in this shit together?"

"Well I guess you thought wrong huh.." He said laughing a little.

"Man if you hear then who da mf in da...." I started to say.

'Rio' I thought.

Just then Rio stepped out the car with a Cigar in his mouth.

"Well well, Look what the fuck we got here." He said.

I turned a little so I was facing both them niggas.

"Wass goin' on?" I asked still confused.

Just then Crazy8 butted me with the butt of the gun bustin' my lip open.

"Tf man!" I yelled spittin' blood out my mouth.

"The man aint ask you ta talk so don't fuckin' speak!" He demanded. This nigga musta lost his mind.

"Yeah what ever man." I mumbled.

"Hey!" Rio yelled

"Enough with the bullshit. I brought you here because you have somethin' of mine."

"Like what..." I said not really givin' a fuck.

"My money." He said.

"How tf I get YO money?" I asked a little pissed. Ion know this nigga from a can a paint now I'm stealin' from him?? Somebody need a fuckin hug.

"Naw man you got shit twisted I...."

BLAM!!

"FUCK MAN!! YOU SHOT ME!" I yelled out in pain. I was layin' on the sandy ground holdin' my leg trynaa stop the blood from spilling out the wound.

"Crazy man why you doin' this man. We supposed o be boys and you gon do me like this?" I said a littles hurt that my Day1 nigga turned into my enemy in less than 24 hours.

" Sick of you man. You got everything... You got the dream girl.... The dream house.... Fancy cars, clothes, shoes.... Even momma's heart..." He took a deep breath.

"Soo you mad nigga?? Over some petty shit!?"

"Naw man fuck that. No matter what yo ass was always on top. I was the one workin' my ass off in the trap I EARNED my spot in the game. You just walked right in and demanded praise.... And you got it.... Now it's my turn... Oh, and of Rio don't kill her... I'll take good care of ya girl." He winked at me.

"Aight enough of the small talk. Where's my money." He simply said takin' another hit of the cigar.

"I don't have yo fuckin money man! shit!" I yelled back.

BLAM!!

He shot me again but this time in the hand that was holdin' my leg.

"FUCK!"

"Well than I guess I'm just gonna have to take somethin' from you huh. Not money, not a car, not your clothes or shoes... how bout... someone you love.... like maybe that cute little thing you call Arii.... ring a bell??" He laughed.

"I swear if you touch her.."

"Finish him off." He interrupted me then got in the car.

So there I was... starring at the barrel of a 9mm gun. I closed my eyes ready to face the fact that this could be the end. Dayumm... I shoulda got out while I could.....

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BLAM

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I instantly felt pain all over my body. My vision go blurry from the blood that was pouring out the side of my head. I could feel the blood spilling out my mouth as I tried to call for help. I saw feet running away from me and Rio's car speed away leaving me there to die. I rolled over and closed eyes. I just need to rest my eyes.......

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