Chapter 15

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(Armondii P.O.V)

" And We Would Like His little sister Armondii to come up . sing & say a few words . " Said the preacher . I walked up to the front if the church in my black skinnies, black dress shirt & Jordan's . I had wore his favorite black SnapBack . His gold chain & watches & necklaces and rings . And his favorite stunna shades . I wanted to feel like my brother was with me . When I made it up front I decided on my song first

" The song that I am going to sing I called Gangsta Lean. ( you have to listen to that song . & I'm not typing the whole song )

This songs dedicated to my homie .

In that gangsta lean

WHy'd you have to go .

So soon .

It seems like yesterday

We was hangin . Round the hood .

Now I'm gonna .

Keep your memory alive

Like a homie should

A life time of memories

Going down the drain

I like to keep stepping

But I can't get pass the pain

I said

A forty to your memory

I take a sip and I

Stop to think a I

I know one day soon

We'll be

We'll be hanging out .

My God My God

Will You pass on the message for me

Ah . Tell him to put down that dice for a second lawd

Listen to his homie .

Will you tell him

I'll never let go of his memory so his son will know .

Ha . You ain't gotta cry no more

Cause god gots his back

I know god gots his back.

( I'm done typing the song it's not the whole thing though .)

I finished the song & prepared for my speech .

" As you all know I'm his baby sister . Me and my brother was all we had . I love my brother & I will do any and everything for him . I promise you the people who shot my brother will die a slow painful death because I will be the one killing them . I promise to kill them and their family . After I'm done I will send their remains to their other family & laugh about their grief . They took my brother . A life for a life right ? " With that being said I dropped the microphone & walked out the church with my guns in both hands . Tears streaming down my face . I know what I said in church wAs wrong but I don't give a fuck .

I knew that whoever killed my brother would sure to Lurk out the funeral and just like I expected they did . I tucked my guns away and walked over to their car .

"Hey Sexy ." I said walking up to them . They licked their lips and smiled .

" Wassup ma ?" said one dude

"Yeah why you comin up out that nigga funeral ? " The other asked .

" Shit no reason just wanna know who died . But aye y'all know who bodied him ? " I asked. they both grinned and nod.

I smiled

"Who ?" I asked

" We did baby girl . We looking for his sister now. Armondii you know her ? " They asked

" Yep . I can set y'all up . Meet me at This address in 3 hours . Make sure it's only y'all cause that bitch smart as fuck . " I said . They nodded and walked off .

These niggas so dumb . I'm Finna have fun killin my next to victims . The taste of their blood was calling my name

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