Power: The Aubrey Graham Story (On Hold)

Chapter 2

I walk over to where Jas was and looks at the guy he was beating up and torturing. I then look over at his lady and see her crying uncontrollably. I sigh as I shake my head and looks around at the rest of the crew before turning back to Jas. I then begin to take of my suit vest, and rolls up my arm sleeves before smirking a bit.

"So Jas what's going on here?", I ask him while continuing to look at the guy.

"This nigga was trying to rob us bro", he says.

"What you mean rob? Y'all niggas wasn't at y'all fucking posts!?", I asked him angrily.

Jas looks down before looking back at me.

I raise my eyebrows waiting on him to say something.

"That nigga Quentin wasn't on his post... he had a call", he says.

"What fucking call did he fucking have that he needed to leave his corner!?".

"Man ask him!", he yells back to me.

"Nigga you're my go to guy! The fuck imma have to ask him for when it's your fucking job to make sure these muthafuckas are where their supposed to be at!", I yell back at him as I look down at the Jamaican nigga.

"What's your name?", I ask him.

"Nuh worry bout mi fucking name", he says to me.

I chuckle as I look at him before I reach behind my back and pulls out my gun, clocking it back.

"Wah dat suppose to do? Scare me?", he says smirking.

"Nah my guy.. I honestly don't need to scare you, I don't even want you to have fear of me... I just want to know your name", I say to him.

He laughs.

"Man fuck yuh bitch an suck mi hood", he says back to me.

I nod my head and looks over to the girl.

"That's your girl? She's mad pretty my guy", i say while looking at him.

"Yuh nuh fucking touch har or mi swear to God yuh a guh be fucking dead", he threatens.

"Im not scared of you, or nobody you fucking roll with, you tried stealing from me nigga, the fuck you thought this was? That you wouldn't get caught? And you trying to threaten me? You obviously work for somebody... who? I don't know, but since you're not even trying to tell me I think I gotta resort to some shit that I really didn't want to do", I look over at Quentin, Ryan, Chubbs, and Noah.

"Take her and kill her, burn her body afterwards and pour acid along with it... don't y'all dare try to rape her", I say to them.

They all nod and takes the girl away.

"Noooooooooooo!!!", he says. "Okay okay mi wi tell yuh everything dat yuh wa fi kno just please nuh hurt har shi neva ave nuhthing fi wid dis she's pregnant please", he pleads.

I stop the boys from heading out as I look at the dude dead in his eyes.

"Start talking then", I say as I sit down in the chair in front of him with my leg half crossed, and with my gun in my lap.

"Mi name Sammie an mi wuk fi Charly an fi him crew dem tell mi him get an assignment fi mi an ow he'll pay mi $5000 mi need di funds fi mi gyal and fi wi baby mi neva trying to duh any harm by robbing yuh mi swear mi neva mi just really need di funds mi sorry".

I sit back in the chair and looks at him.

"Yuh kno mi glad dat yuh tell mi di truth but it just did bad timing fi yuh mi guy along wid yuh gyal yuh si yuh try to tek merchandise from mi fi sum slum ass niggas dat a taking funds from outta mi fucking pockets bowy yuh not only try to rob from mi but yuh try to rob from mi fucking family too! an fucking wid mi wife an pickney a big no no Sammie cause yuh kno fi a fact eff yuh ass neva get catch yuh would've guh pon wid yuh way an guh back to dat muthafucka wid mi supply an shit an dat weak ass sorry just nuh cutting it bruh rest inna hell piece of shit".