Chanel POV
At the trap I just finished checking and making sure everything is in place, order, and secure. I decided to do more research in my parents. as I walked to my office once again I here screaming and crying.
I quickly turn to find Bri on her knees and her hands on her face crying. I run up to her and bend down to her level.
Chanel: what?! what's wrong wit chu?!
Bri: Da-Davon....
Chanel: what about him?!
Bri: they got shot. T-...They were at the trap then some punk niqqa came up shooting at them an.. and now they in the hospital. How am I suppose to take care of Antwan?! I can't do this shit! its jus-
Chanel: Hold the hell up!! who is they? you said Davon, now its 'they'?
Bri: Davon and Jordan.
Chanel: Oh hell naww ma niqqa!!
I immediately picked her up and told her to get in the car. as she did so I rushed to my office grabbed a gun and left. just in case
~~~~after the drive ~~~~
i got to the hospital and as soon as i parked the car we ran out. I locked it behind me while running. then bri and i stopped at the nurses desk "excuse me where is Davon malik and Jordan smith?" I say as she points to the hall "room 248 sweeties, good luck" we ran to the room were we found Nicole by Jordan's bed holding hands. indago on Keaton lap and trey pacing back and forth. as soon as they saw us the got up on there feet.
indago: thank god you guys came. (she said as she gave us both a hug, right after Bri ran to davons side.)
Bri: oh my god are you ok!?!
davon: bae I'm fine its ok don't Chu worry.
(Bri got up and gave him a hug)
trey was still pacing. he paced back towards me and looked at me in anger.
trey: where the hell were you? I called you like 5 times.
me: excuse me?!
trey: don't act like you aint hear me.
me: who the fuck you think you are!?
trey: the one your bother put in charge of you. now answer my question.
me: oh hell naw! you dont control me! you Aint ma daddy neither ma momma and you is damn well not my brother so if I were you I would back the fuck up before you get ya ass beat by a FEMALE drug lord.!
trey: Psh whatever
trey began to see pace again. I rolled my eyes and went to check up on Jordan since davon and Bri doing they thang. I walk to the other side of Jordan's bed. "aye you doing ight?" I rub his shoulder. " yeah mannn, but I should be asking you that." he said looking back at trey.
I don't know what the fuck that nigga be on but he ain't the boss of me and he need to act like he know that. "um you need me to get you anything?" I roll my eyes. "well haha if you insist....ya boy be hungry up in this junk". I laugh and agree. I walk out the door to find the cafeteria. I walked past some doctors, nurses, and body guards talking in the hall.
Doctor: nurse Barbra do you have the check up on Dominique Jones?
( I immediately stop and listened. )
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Concrete Rose.
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...