Promises

Chapter 38

Roc | Rock
8:15am

I was laying in the bed sleeping with Bahja. I was sleeping until someone called me which was Tyra. I didn't answer the call at first but she was steady calling me.

I answered the phone the 3rd call in my sleepy annoyed voice. I'm so tired and this girl calling me this fucking early. It gotta be something she wants.

"Hello" I said

"Roc ... Alden ... He got-" She sounded like she was crying and scared of her life.

I fully woke up when I heard my son name. I said semi-yelling "What the fuck happened?"

"Alden got kidnapped by someone and I don't know who it is.. I'm scared" She said crying.

I instantly got mad and said "FUCK! I'll call you later man I got some shit to handle".

I know who took my son and it's gotta be Prod. He is my enemy who used to been my close ass nigga. We started beefing with each other over money and drugs.

I looked at Bahja who was snoring so low but she's gorgeous. I smiled and kissed her cheek. I whispered "I'll be back babygirl I love you. I got some things to do really quick.."

I got up and went straight to our closet. I put on a true religion black jumpsuit and some black tims. I grabbed my phone and keys.

I walked out of the room and went to change Malaysia diaper and fed her once again. I rocked her to sleep and put her in her crib.

"I love you mamas. Get some sleep babygirl. Dada will be right back okay? I'm finna go get your big brother Alden." I said looking at her.

She was knocked out. I left after that, I made sure I locked up the doors and everything.
I had our secretary lock on and I drove off calling up Hakeem.

Hakeem: yoooo what's the word?

Me: man guess tf what.. Prod got my son man we gotta go bust a crap in this nigga, he fucking with the right one

Hakeem: wtf you just say nigga?!

Me: dawg you heard me. He got my son, Tyra called me panicking and shit it's about that time to kill this nigga.

Hakeem: hell tf nah what you want me to do bro?

Me: call our boys up and meet me at the trap. I got to reload my babies then we can go handle our business.

Hakeem: damn ... word I gotcha I'm finna get dressed right now bro.

Me: bet

I hung up the phone and went straight to the trap. Once I got there I went inside and redo every gun I need. Hakeem and the rest of them came looking tired asl but we got to go get my son.

We left out with our masks and guns. We navigated the place of his trap house which was a little far out from mines.

He better not hurt my son or it's over for everybody and that's on my mom. I told the plan to everyone then we got out.

We busted through the door and-

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