I Got You (Urban)

K.O.Q *11*

Von's POV

This bitch had the nerves to slap me. My mother don't even hit me, what the fuck wrong wit' shorty, I thought to myself as I neared her street. I was mad, mad was an understatement. My mother never raised me to hit females so I will never but I definitely will ruff them up if they got outta hand, but for some reason I couldn't bring myself to do it to her.

"Im sorry," I heard her say in a low shaky voice.

I came to a stop at the red light and turned to her, "What?"

"I said I'm sorry," She said, I looked at her and saw hurt written all over her face. It instantly made me calm down which isn't usual. What is this girl doing to me?

"Look at me," I said with my hands under her chin, lifting her head.

"I told you stop looking down ma, but whats wrong? What was that about? That slap was wack, forreal, if ima keep it real wit you," Tears dropped from her eyes and I pulled over and put the car in park.

"When you said you could be my dad, it brought back memories of my dad. He's not here Davonte," She said through tears. "It still hurts like hell because I was always a daddy's little girl, he made me feel like I was the most special girl in the world. When you said that I instantly snapped," she said sniffling. Seeing her like this made my heart soften. I didn't know her dad wasn't around.

"I'm sorry, I never knew your dad wasn't here. My bad ma, stop all lat' crying though. Its not doing me no good. Honestly? It's making me upset seeing you cry," She looked up at me with glistening eyes but instantly broke eye contact.

"Iighh, how about we go out and I make it up to you," I said.

"I'm not a charity case. I have money," She said getting herself together.

I sighed, this bitch is stubborn bruh. My phone started ringing.

"Devonte, I need you to meet me at the trap in 15 minutes. We got some serious shit going on," My dad said as soon as I picked up the phone. As quick as he said it, he hung up.

"I gotta go Aniya, but I can pick you up tomorrow when you get outta school. Wherever you wanna go, and you can't turn it down cus you did that last time and I'm not one to take rejection lightly."

She raised her eyebrow but nodded her head while looking out of the window. Looking at the side of her face I noticed that she was truly beautiful. She wasn't no thick, video vixen bitch but she was just right. I pulled off and was at her house in less than 10 minutes.

"See you tomorrow," she said getting out and closing the door. I watched her go inside before I pulled off and got to the trap.

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I walked past all the naked women working. I walked straight to the back knocking my dad's door.

"Come in," he said.

I opened the door and sat in the chair across the desk.

"Wassup pops,"

"We got a problem," he said rubbing his face and sitting up.

"These new niggas call themselves trynna take over what I started. They trynna take over my territory. They already took out like 4 of my corner boys and I'm not feeling it. I had my young boys go up there, raid they shit, shake them up a bit. They took out two of them but the other 3 got away. Word on the street is they coming back for revenge but this time, they coming for us, personally,"

My face immediately twisted. "What?! They want war?! We could do that, I'm wit whatever. Niggas losing it, I think it's that weak shit they smoking that got them feeling like they heart is built for this shit. It's iigh though, talk is cheap and real g's move in silence like lasagna. Let me know the moves, Im ready for anything," I said knowing shit was about to get ugly but I was never a nigga to back down, especially when niggas involve family.

"We gonna see who's the real king of these grimy streets,"