From the CA. (YG FANFIC)

Five minutes, and Keenon still anit no place to be found. Iont understand why he got this house, barely home! And he lives by himself. There were four floors in this house, and almost ten fucking rooms, together.

"Preciate if you just stopped playing keenon. Foreal." Jumping half way in the air, lightning struck making the pictures of his moms, fall off the table. Bending down to pick it up- My heart almost jumped out my chest.

"Keenon you asshole!" Clutching my chest, keenon was Falling out laughing, laugh now. Punching him right the arm, he barely said ouch, cause of all the laughter.

"Zarielle, babygirl Im sorry." He said, hugging me from behind, making us fall back on the couch, "cant do shit like that Yg." Smirking I hadnt called him that in A while.

"Ayo. What I tell yo little ass about calling me that shit? Whats my name." He came close to my ear saying when he said the last part. As I sunk farther, I said it. "Keenon."

"Oh ared." This is the perfect time, to tell him.

"K-keenon."

"Wasup." He was typing away on his White Iphone 5c, must be some important shit. Cause the way he said wasup was kinda distant oh, well whatever. Focus on thie zarielle.

"Um. Well I heard- on of the boys. I- I overheard them talmbout plotting on you. It was some boul.. In A Black on black beamer. Listen keenon. I just wantchu' to be safe out on these streets. What we started gotta be finished baby, and for you to go now. No, that cant happen. Shit never."

Straddling him. Keenon's eyes got real dark. Like he was about to fucking snap. Not on me, but just go off period. "You protecting those niggas. Why you aint saying no names." Keenon, yelled at me.

"Cause I know your gonna go out and do something retarted. Your ass is gonna End up back in jail!" It was the truth. Keeenon, got up pulling me off his Lap. Exactly what is he bout' to do.

Right behind him, he went straight to the basment, dialing someone, watching Him he took A seat on this big Chair. I know it aint the time for this lovey dovey shit.. But, that chair made him look like the damn boss around this place.

His shirt was in one hand, while he spoke on the phone. "Go put some pants on. We gots to hand some bidness. Aight! Hurry yo ass up"

All I could do was roll my eyes. Iont got time fo' this dawg.

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YG's pov.

Fuck is this woman, doing! Niggas got some bidness to deal wit. Cant believe the shit zarielle just told me man, At least she was Hunnit on telling me. Most people Im closer to prolly wouldnt even Break that shit to me.

Even tho she anit say the name, I knew who the fuck was coming at me. Vj whole point is why she wanna protect his Fufu ass anyways? That nigga A weirdo.. Its been almost two years since I took the spot he wanted.

Need to grow the fuck up. Forreal.

Beeping the horn, Zarielle came out the house wit my camos on which, was rolled up at the top. She looked too damn sexy In it forreal, forreal.

"Took you long enough shit." Zarielle put her seat belt on checking her phone, whatever it was she seemed so frustrated wit it. "You cool babygirl?" If she dealing wit A prollem. Fuckit! My ass dealing with one too.

"My dumb sister. She put some picture up on The gram saying she got married. Her ass cant even come see my sick momma. Cause she done spent money on some Ass." Holding her hand, we spoke about this sitution several times. All I can say is fuck her sister. I drove the rest of the way to Jeezy's house. Gotta feeling this nut got sumn to do with this, and Around this time He go see his chick.

Shawty look like the monkey jawn from jimmy nutron that say some shit about paul. Basically that bitch hit squad. Stopping in front of the house, I told zari To keep her ass inside the car and Lock the doors. Of course I took the keys.

"Keenon you gone leave me al-"

"Imma be back chillout." Before she could put in another word, I shut the door on her, going up the steps to The trap. Jeezy lived here, yes inside the damn, trap. And if you ask me He A dickhead for living this way too.

Smell like Ass, N more ass in here. Pulling the key outta my back pocket, It smelt like pure shit in this jawn. The women here were fully clothed, He must have locked everything up. Cause these little thotties love stealing.

"Wasup YG. Jeezy anit here." Fuck she thought I gave A fuck? Obviously she ont know my damn, name. Plus I run this dann Trap house all Five of Em! Fuck wrong wit her.

"Move hoe." My clip was right on my waist, and after All my work hea' was finished these bitches was gone be dead. They nothing but rats. Going in Jeezy's business room, I start going thru his drawers Nshit. Pulling out my phone, I dialed zarielle's number.

"Yizzo." She said picking up the phone, I just chuckled.

"When the boul pulled up to that house what the fuck was they talking about besides killing me. " it took her A minute to talk. I was still trynna find some damn evidence.

"The man bought A gun. From Uh dominican rep-" Hol the fuck up.

"Thats all I needed Im on my way out." Hanging up I aint need nomore Help. That said it all right there, Jeezy had some bs, to do with this all along but, I did it all for him. We got here together so what the fuck Is he throwing dirt on me fo? So, he went to dominican repulic to pick Up A gun. To kill his bestfriend. Thats coo' to.

Sorry to say but this lil nigga getting A end tonight. Pulling my gun out it was fully loaded, I shot every last bitch in here then looked up at the security cameras. I could give A fuck if jeezy sees my damn, face or not. Cant trust everyone.

Going outside it was A little darker, it was starting to rain too, rain be in the way man, always messing sumn up.

"Everything good?" Nodding my head, I drove off from in front of the house.

"Keenon, I gotta go to the hospital check up on my moms. Make sure erything cool." Outta the corner of my eye zarielle just stared out the window. I know she aint prolly had Anything real. I mean until now cause Im just that boul😏 .. Anyways I wanna take this shit slow wit zarielle- She aint one of them ghetto ass Girl either.

Respect herself, priorities straight. She A woman. One thing I caint stand is those little Ass girls I USED to fuck wit. "You went to college zarielle?" She shook her head Yeah. The shit I like, she done went to college too. I mean thats sumn I never even got to do. Finised hs and was out.

"Went to be A Pediatrician. I completed it all but, never went on to fill out job applications to fully pursue it tho." I could make it workout. If thats what she want, she gone get it.

Zarielle and I jumped out the car, walking in the cold ass Hospital.

"Hey, zarielle her for mom?" The woman smiled at zarielle but, eye balled the shit outta me. Damn, shawty. "Meagan. Dont stare at my boyfriend either? Thanks." Zarielle just walked off to the elevators leaving me. The fuck was that all about.

"Boyfriend huh?" A small giggle escaped.

"Bitch stared you down like some meat dawg." Naw she was jealous.

"Imma just letchu speak to yo moms."

"No. Your ass is coming in this room with me. I think she deserves to meet you- you paid for her damn, treatment! And I told her about chu' so come on lets go keeenon." Groaning its not that Iont wanna meet her moms, I just never really met someone parents.

"Zar hey sweetie. Who this here?" Her mom looked me up, and down she ont even like me I can tell by the look on this woman Face.

"Mommy, this Is keenon. Keenon this is my moms."

"Boy get over here, dont be afraid. Come hug me Im pretty sure you gone make me A grams soon right." Zarielle choked on the water she was drinking. All I could do was well.. Look around the room. Speaking of kids My phone lit up witht the name TIFFANY across the screen damn.

"Excuse me for A second." Fuck this bitch want!