Concrete Rose.

chapter 13

CHANEL MOM ON MM

unknown POV

so chanel bitch ass gon fuck up business huh. And I herd she got a new nigga to. it's ight I got sum for both of them. what was mine is still mine and I ain't gon let any punk nigga get in the way of me getting ma pussy. Yeah she my bitch and she will always be my bitch. But she gon learn a lesson first. Her and her nigga gon pay. imma send my cuzzin to go fuck up the shit she love. But for now imma lay low.

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Trey POV

when the girls left I went straight to the kitchen and grabbed My keys. ya boy ain't gon stand here and let this shit happend. first I gotta act all gud wit him. so I hopped into my car and drove to this niggas trap. 

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when I got there I saw two big ass body guards when they saw me They immediately let me in. I'm a good friend to this fool. so I walk in to a room ful of smoke and air full of weed. when it cleared out I saw this nigga with a handful of girls all over him.

ghost: ahhhh niggahhhh waz gud my brothaaaa

me: (this fool is stoned) nun son just droppin by. seeing waz gud about business.

ghost: business is good mannnn. good to be out the jail you feel me?.

Me: yeah I feel you bruh.

ghost: come ma niggahhh sit ma home is yours.

me: thanks bruh but uh-

ghost: let me ask you a question....so I be hearing around the streets that you and chanel be a thang.

me: naw nigg-

ghost: haha....(blew out smoke) ......Now.....you know I don't like liers right?

Me: nigga chill ight. (I started to feel and check that I got my gun where I wanted it to be)

ghost: gooooodddddd gooooddddd now where my delivery comein in.

me: soon bruh soon. (at that moment I felt pussy asf. I wanted to stand up for chanel but I ain't ready, I need a plan.)

me: ight bruh let me get out your way home boy.

ghost: yee you soon bruhva

I left and drove to my house. the drive there was fuckin exhausting a million thoughts flew thru ma head. like do I really got a thing for chanel? to even fuck up my business and rep? I don't even know if I can take care of her I just met her. still I feel like I knew her forever. I starting to care for her. but now the streets know about us.... But is there even an us? usually I hit and quit. To be honest I thought this was one of them. But it's not. this shit New to me so it mean sum. Man I never thought........

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so I drop by my crib I got out the car and locked it behind me. I unlocked the door and went straight to my room. I went to one of ma closest and grabbed a suitcase and started to pack some shit for the week. after, i headed for the shower seems like the shower was worse then the drive cuz my head was fuckin blowin up with thoughts. when I got out I brushed my teeth and came out with a towel around my waist. I looked at my self in the mirror and realized......Damn.....I want another tattoo but ion know what. anyway so I picked out ma white polo khaki Dickies And my timberlands and laid it on my bed. I dried my self off and put on my clothes. I grabbed ma suit case, phone, keys, and book bag and headed out. fuck....I got school

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when I got to school I knew I was late. knowing me ion give a fuck.

"Mr.king! and why are we late"? Mr.symon old ass said.