Yung' Hood Bonnie & Clyde

Chapter 4

(Smoke P.O.V)

Damn man . I just witness Shawty kill a nigga . For no reason. She didn't even look sad . Her eyes showed no remorse. people told me about her but I didn't believe it . little momma had a body of a goddess . Her swag was A1 & she looked like a hood angel. Not the daughter of chuckee.

I watched as she sat at her white table covered in red dots that symbolized blood . She looked so peaceful . Her beanie fitted her head perfect . Her lips looked so soft & the way she licked the swisher was sexy . Her mocha Carmel skinned shine a little . Making her look even better . Her body signaled no warning at all . Shawty Bad .

" The fuck you staring at ? " She asked harshly .

" You " I said blandly.

" Who are you ?"she asked

" Smoke."

" Well stop staring nigga damn . " She said . I chuckled .

" My momma said females as beautiful as you shouldn't smoke " I said

" And we shouldn't kill either . Nor sell . But we still do & don't give a fuck ." She responded coldly .

" I can tell your gonna be a bitch . " I said sighing.

She smirked & laughed .

" Nigga move around . You actin saucy & shit . " She answered .

" Look man . Come on I gotta go get my girl . Go to yo house & imma meet you there okay " I asked she rolled her eyes & leaned back . I could tell this girl was gone give me a damn headache .

I watched as Shawty pulled of & head home . I hopped in my car & headed to my baby chantel house. Chantel was my ghetto princess . She had tattoos . A banging body & swag . & most importantly my son . I love that boy . & his momma . My life never felt more perfect .

I pulled up to her house & noticed at black range rover Parked in her drive way . Thats funny cause she really Dont allow friends at her place . I walked in the house & called for my son .

" Keon'Dre !!" I yelled . I sat on the couch & i heard little feet hitting the tile so i knew he was coming .

" Hi daddy " he said dapping me up . Dre is a smaller version of me . Only difference is the eyes .

" Sup lil man . Where mommy ?" I asked .

" Upstairs with uncle Quan . She said their having a grown up talk & I should stay downstairs. " He responded . Dre was 5 so I know he isn't dumb .

" Go pack your bags . Get clothes, shoes, toys, games, money . Everything . when you hear this ring . Take your stuff to the truck & sit in your sit . Buckle up & don't move can I trust you with that ?" I asked him . He nodded his head and ran off to his room. I really missed my baby momma so I think imma get a lil Quickie . The timer rang & Dre shot pass me with 2 suitcases . & a book bag . I laughed as he put his stuff in the car .

I walked upstairs to surprise Chantel. everything was quiet . To quiet . I approached her room door . & opened it . When I stepped inside . The smell of pussy & dick hit my nose . I saw my baby momma . My first love . My best friend . My lover . My ride or die . My life . My virginity taker on the bed fucking another nigga . My heart dropped to my stomach . I felt tears rush up to my eyes . But anger took over me more .... I pulled my gun & aimed it at them both . The look in her eyes showed . Regret . & fear . The dude just looked confused . I Was about to pull the Trigga when Dre stepped in the room . His eyes got wide . I looked at him . As he looked at his mother naked with another dude. He looked shocked .

" Daddy ... Lets go ." he whispered . I heard the sadness in his voice . We were both hurt . I glanced another dirty look at chantel & picked up my crying Son.

" Fuck !"

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