Your All Isn't Good Enough💋🔫

This is Rich

Tru's POV

Opening up my eyes I'm confused for a moment. But everything rushes back to me. Confusion turns into anger anger turns back into  confusion. Where the hell is this nigga? I look over the house but come up empty. Walking back into the kitchen Zoe is eating a sandwich while sitting on the counter. When the fuck did he wake up?

"Sup"

"Nigga I'm from two seconds from beating yo ass with all this nonchalant shit"

He takes about bite of his sandwich like what I said didn't faze him.

"What? You want me to be like you? Aye wussup my name Tru,I'm stressing about something I can't control right now but shiiitttt I'mma look angry at the world and shit"

"You took your meds today?"

"Nope, and I'm off then shits. They make me feel all fuzzy on the inside. I'm not with that. So I'mma keep fucking Mary let her cum in my mouth a few times blow that shit out then put her up for later. Ain't that right. Yup yup yup"

Recently I found out Zoe takes pills for his anger, bipolar, and some other shit. I walked in on him taking it. He begged me not to tell Cali. I told him he had to do it. That might be why he had so many fuck ups. He said something about she won't want a crazy nigga. I brushed him off, because it seems like that's what she likes. I got bad anger issues,Zoe got just about everything. And this new nigga ain't got it all either.

"FUCK!"

I look at Zoe to see what the problem is but he's looking at me the same way. Walking to the door that I'm just noticing. In the corner of my eye I see Zoe throws his hands up.

"This nigga want to go to the sound. Just like the dumb people in the movies. No Becky don't go woods. And what she do go in the fucking woods. Then want to scream help when something happen. Na ah bitch I told yo ass"

Blowing my breath out

"Are you done?"

"Yup"

"Bring yo ass then"

"No Timmy I will not go into the dark basement of a man that doesn't like it's is at"

I grab him by the shirt slinging him down the stairs with a loud thud. I smirk at him when I walk past. He decided to be childish trying to trip me up. I kick him one good time continuing my way down.

"Bitch!"

"Big mad or little mad hoe nigga"

"Both of y'all shut the fuck up!"

I see the nigga on three different computers typing away.

"What you doing?"

"Trying to get a location I think I'm close"

3 weeks later

We have been non-stop trying to get a lead on Cali's location. The shit not adding up. It's like they keep moving her. We know when she's been there because hee blood here and there. It's like they tracking us on the low. I will say the time we have been here we have gotten acquainted with one another. Scar is a ight nigga. I see he loves Cali. And I know he sees me and Zoe do. He said he would have to get used to Cali being with someone else as long as we don't try to take her from him. Then he will go on a rampage kill everybody then get Cali. They will live in a cabin happy. See what I mean fucking crazy.

Nobody has really slept,ate well in less we get the munchies from all the weed flow. I'm feeling she's closer then we think. I sent some of the workers for Ace. The nigga thought I was heart less shiiitttt Scar had the nigga crying in the corner. He's still not giving any information thou. It's starting to piss me off. He keeps saying do what we have to do. I just hope we are getting close. The kids steady blowing my phone up still. There just as worried as we are. I don't blame then Cali's a wonderful woman. But I'm starting to think they think I'm lieing when I say I'm bringing her home. On low I'm almost not believeing it either.

                 .....Almost