DAVON PICTURE IN MM
Davon POV
"haha Nawww bruh yo ass cheated son" jordan says as I make the last shot in foosball. keaton watching the game. we is all waiting for this nigga trey. he need to wake up and stop fuckin around wit chanel. I know I be wit bri and antwan but atleast I know how to control it plus antwan is ma boy. he my son and my responsibility, like Damn. I'm pretty sure Jordan gets a lot from Nicole knowing they live with each other. And keaton be serious with indi since they be dating the longest. and trey....psh I barely see that nigga.
"yooooo trey waz gud nigga" keaton says getting up from the couch dapping him up. "nun niggeh" he said rubbing the back of his head.
me: yo why you late bruh?
keaton: yeah you wit chanel?
trey: naw why? I was wit Dominique.
me: pshhh then why the fuck yall actin like it?
jordan: need a dub?
Trey: hell yeah, and head
we all start laughing. seems like these girls controlling us or sum. shit crazy. trey went to his office and we continued what we was doin.
(multiple gon shots)
the office door slams "what the fuck was that yo!" Trey barges in. we all run to the office and load up. trey gives us a signal to head out in different directions. we all walk off trying to hear when the next gun shot goes off. I enter the next room and hear the door breaks down. I quickly hide behind the wall, tryin to see who the punk nigga is. I look a little over and couldn't believe my eyes. No this nigga didnt.........
Jordan POV
So I'm to lazy for this bullshit right her. But a nigga gotta do what a nigga gotta do. I run down stairs to see if any slick nigga tryin get the trap. I look around rooms and see nothin. but i hear a lot of thumping upstairs. I decided to see was gucci wit it. so I run upstairs and try to hear sum more. I see Davon behind the wall. I walk toward him quietly.
"yo wazzup? " I whisper. his two fingers point to the opposite side of the wall signaling to look there. I slowly look and look back at him in a (nawww can't be....awww shittt) face. I look back and see keaton coming from the other side of the room. He looks in shocked eyes and immedently shoots everything in sight. Davon and I come from behind the wall and started to shoot to. as I look at the main body collapse I run over and quickly drag it to our side. mean while davon and keaton shooting at the other niggas. I hear coughing so I look down and this niggah coughing blood and shit "aye bruh watch yo self my clothes worth yo triflin ass ight" I point the gun to his head. "haha fuck you nigga". He said. I laughed And nod my head in disappointment and looked up.
at that moment I felt everything in slow motion, when I see davon body fall to the floor, holding his leg in pain.
I tried to get up but I had to hold fuck nigga down. I look over to the other side to see who had shot the bullet. and all I feel is a burning feeling, I look down And see blood coming down from my shoulder and look back up to see if my niggas straight even tho the pain is unbearable but I see keaton who is still shooting, but trey comes barging in shooting with two guns in his hands shooting. after that ......all I see is darkness..........
Keaton POV
(A couple of hours later.)
I'm leaning against a wall in the basement with both my hands in the back of me My clothes full of blood. I look out the door to the other room and see davon and Jordan still resting after trey and i stitched them up. Don't worry we know what we doin we been in the business long enough to know. I look back And look at the body strapped up in the chair with a black bag covering the face and hands roped from behind his clothes bloody to. trey comes back in the room And roughly takes off the bag.
trey: haha ight doughboy so who you work for nigga.
dough boy: (mumbles) stupid ass nigga..... I ain't work for no one fool.
trey: so what the fuck was you thinkin bitch nigga do you know who I am.?!?
dough boy: yeah, yeah, yeah, nigga people be callin you "the king" around these streets But you ain't worth the title that's why I came up in this bitch to shoot up ya set to get you to understan that you a pussy nigga. You don't know how to run the game. and that's why I told ghost all about yo ass. haha.
(trey hit dough boy from the side of his temple by the bottom of his gun.) (dough boy must of bumped him head, tryna mess wit trey, especially his business. what the fuck was this nigga thinkin .)
Trey: ive been In the game longer than you have niggeh. you ain't even in the game! and you ain't worth shit. all you is, is a pathetic snitch nigga matter of fact you snitch for a living So if i was you I wouldn't be talking about how to run the game. that's why niggas out there want you dead. and they ain't the only ones to. (I can see Trey getting tense from the ball of his fists).
dough boy: ight nigga listen I fucked up but you can't shoot ya home boy right?
Trey: you right. I can't, but remember one thing ight?
dough boy: what?
Trey: I don't like snitches.
He pulls out a gun and shoots dough boy 8 times in the head. He whipes the blood from his cheek and spits on the body. "do sum with this". He says as he walks off to his office.
shit....that's the game.
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Teen FictionDancer thuggete chanel is 18 years old. she lives in miami with her Brother Dominique who is a 26 year old famous boxer. she becomes a thuggete at a young age because of the fact of her parents (big drug lords) died from a shoot out. chanel is deter...