Chapter 2

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Branden:

"Son Im about to show you how to handle somebody who think they 2 steps ahead of me but really 4 steps behind"

He had this sinister grin on his face as he put the car in park in front of this nice white house with burgundy shutters . In the front there was a giant window and you could see inside . My dad and his bodyguard Tee pulled guns from the back seat and aimed where a man was sitting with a little girl . I was snapped out of my thoughts when the gunshots rang from the car . It was loud and there were flashes of light everywhere. All I could do was cover my ears amd squeeze my eyes together . Before I knew it we were speeding off and back at home and my dad was teaching all about the "game"

Nine Years Later ...

Amethyst:

It was fucking 2 a.m. 2 in the fucking morning and Im crying . This has been happening a couple nights a week for at least a couple years . Flashbacks of my dads death play over and over in my head and I eventually wake up and begin to cry uncontrollably . I honestly think I need to be treated or something cause this gotta stop sometime . I got back into bed and clutched tightly onto the golden pistol around my neck and I talked to my daddy until I fell into a deep slumber .

Branden:

I sat up in bed with sweat beads formed onto my forehead . I saw that bullet again that I've been seeing the last couple nights that took my father away from me . When I was 10 some bitches came in the middle of the night robbed my father and shot him in front of my face . Ever since then I aint been right . I been having nightmares and kept to myself . But these dreams . Their getting outta hand , so much that they seem so real and its scary . I know I wouldnt be going back to sleep no time soon so I got up and went for a walk . Strapped of course . These niggas be trying to catch me everywhere at anytime . I just walked and was in deep thought until I was snapped out of this daze from a gunshot . Not even coming my way or nothing . But its still my cue to bounce . I get back and its already four .

"Might as well sleep until 12" I thought to myself . After that I was ouut .

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