Apocalyptic X

Chapter four

~$ki mask the slump god

Man.

Man. Man.

Man. Man. Man.

That's all I can fucking say.

This shit is supposed to be apart of a damn tv Show, not real life.

We don't even have the whole crew here either.

I'm still driving to me and X's lil hangout or whatever the fuck you wanna call it.

"Aye-aye-aye aye, X see if the phones and shit are still working. If so text coolie, trippie, Robb, trunks, all of em, and tell them where to meet at vro. We Gon need everyone we can get. Might as well get whole crew. " I state as I continue driving down the long ass road.

When I look in the rear view I see him nod.

Just to think about it man. Our careers were just taking off. Now we don't have one.

"Aye ski, they working vro. I just sent a text out to all of them. I'm just hoping they still alive man." X said as he rubbed his forehead.

Man, I didn't even think about that. What if them niggas really dead?

"Yo ski! They alive my nigga! They all together. Ima text them the address so they can meet us there?" X called out.

"Bet vro." I'm calm on the outside, but inside I'm lowkey geekin. I'm just glad they alive yo.-

~mia ivelyse

I had just arrived at the house I found awhile ago and it's still as nice as last time. What the fuck? When do these niggas be coming home?

I walked over to the window I got in through last time and crawled through it.

There was this one room that I really loved when I first came here. It was all black and when I say all black, EVERYTHING was black. The bed, dresser all of it. It also had this big ass speaker which I was going to hook up to my phone because I'm bored.

(The song I played)

"SEX SO GOOD SHE WANNA GO HALF ON A BABYYYY" I scream out as I was winding my hips to the song.

This is really my song guys.

While singing along to the song I swear I heard a car somewhere nearby outside so I turned my music off and looked out the window.

And what the fuck do you know.

There's a fucking car outside.

And they're parking into the driveway for this house.

I'm gonna kill myself.

I got all the stuff together that I had in the room and hid under the bed. Within a couple of minutes the people entered the house, loud as fuck by the way.

"Okay amigos! This is it! We should be good here for awhile." Said a man way too eagerly.

Fuck, this nigga just said amigos? That's it, I'm done. Im gonna fuckin die. Im probably in Pablo Escobar's house right now. I though to myself.

"Aye, I'm gonna go change, I'll be right back." One of the men said.

If he comes to this fucking room I'm gonna piss myself.