Trey pov
After i seen Treyvon pictures i walked over to Aleecha and his teacher. "Hello Mr. Carter." we shook hands. "I was just telling Ms.Thompson that Treyvon has been a great student. Very hands on and really active." i nodded.
We stayed and talked for a while and then we walked around the school.
"This is fun." i said. Aleecha looked at me. "I like being with u guys." she smiled.
"It really is." she looked at how Treyvon talked to his friends.
"I shouldn't have left." i mumbled. She looked at me.
"U shouldn't have." she said and walked to get Treyvon. I watched as she played with him with the little toys his friends had.
I love this gurll so much man. I don't know whats wrong with me. I should have just stayed. Imma man i could have helped them, protected them.
I shook my head and sat down on the beanch. I kno now i have to stay. Not just because she could be in trouble but i have a son.
My phone buzzed and i looked at it. It was Lance. I answered it.
"Wassup."
"Man we got a problem bruhh." he sounded frustrated.
"Ight man im on my way." Aleecha and Treyvon walked up.
"Ight one."
"One." i hung up and looked at them. "I gotta go." Aleecha rolled her eyes.
"First u come late then u got to leave i can't believe this." i stood up.
"Im sorry i promise-"
"Don't make promises u can't keep Trey." she looked at Treyvon. "Come on baby lets go get a snake." they walked off. I sighed heavily. I walked out the school.
I walked to my car and drove to the trap. I walked in and seen Lance pacing the room. "What?" i walked to the desk.
"Bruhh Kris back." i looked at him like he was crazy.
"I thought yall killed that bitch back at the trap getting Aleecha?"
"I did too but i guess she got out when we pulled up." i punched a hole in the wall.
"Fuck!" i sat down on the couch.
"Man i think she after Aleecha them bruhh. She already had them niggas shoot up her spot." i looked at him.
"Them niggas was with her?"he nodded and gave me a yellow envelope. I looked.
"Them the vans that nigga Tony had. Then them the vans that was out at her shop. U seen the scratches and the bullet holes." i shook my head and tossed the papers on the table.
"This shit can't be happening bruhh i swear."
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