.Compton .

Chapter 17

"My marks are already gone. Are yours?"

"No."

I laughed at him. He still had them purple marks on his neck. He shook his head. He lifted me onto his lap. I looked at him.

"Is ju mad?"

"Mhmm."

I turned my body around and got close to his face. I messed with his hair a little bit. It was fun messing with his curls. How they'd bouce back whenever I pulled them. My hands slid up into his shirt, feeling his dislocated ribs as I kissed him. He started feeling on my scars. I liked these type of moments. Us just being...well ... us. He pulled away and looked at me.

"Just wondering."

"Ask away."

"Your parents?"

"Assassinated."

"Fuck?!"

"It was over money and payback. Its a long ass story that I don't wanna talk about."

"Its okay."

"Nah, I just don't wanna talk about it because its a long ass story."

We both laughed. Then, bullets started fucking up my windows.

"Get down!"

I rolled under the bed. Yes, I can still hide under that shit. I pulled out two pistols and my custom made AK 47. I shot at the direct spot where the shooters were at. I saw some blood spew up, which was a good thing. When bullets stopped firing in our direction, I went to look for Abuela.

"Abuela? Abuela?! "

She peeped out of a corner and gives me a stank face. Had me looking salty. -.- She gave me a set of keys, explaining that they were for a house all the way in Miami. I started texting all my friends involved about this. I told Lucas that he had to take Courtlend's reckless ass too. Abuela was coming with us too. I went into my room and took two duffel bags. One was for my clothes and shoes that I shoved in there. The other had an ass of money in there. I called Ty.

"Aye we have to leave Compton now."

"Why?"

"I'll explain. Long story short, leave or die."

"Imma pull up. All of us are meeting at Jermaine's crib at 12."

"Make that 6."

"Imma get them."

"Go."

I hung up and called Courtlend.

"Pack your bags, pick me up. We gotta leave here now or every single one of us will be shot."

"15 Min."

"Pack for Lucas too. Just shove his stuff into his bag."

"Okay."

I hung up. I wanted to leave for our sakes of living. In a moment, Courtlend steered.

"Get in."

~Courtlend's POV.~

I swerved in front of her house. I saw her looking right in my shorts. Hold up. She wearing my shorts. Myyy shorts. She lucky that I'm falling for her. Yes, I truly do like her. I know she with my lil bro, but I just can't help it. She has everything I need. Personality. Looks. Tactics. Don't forget about that ass. I would do anything to get with her. She got into the car with her grandma and Lucas.

"Aye."

"We have to leave here. Jermaine's place. We goin to Miami."

"Can I bring my brother?"

She took a big breath and nodded. I told them to hurry. In seconds, we took off and left. I pulled up into the driveway and got out.

"Wait for a sec."

I went inside my house. I ran and went to his room. He was sleeping so I just took a duffel bag and threw his stuff in there. After I got all of that, I threw the bag on my shoulder and picked him up.

"C'mon bro."

I took him to the car while my ma was following us. We shut the door and walked to the car. I opened the trunk and put my brother's bags in there. I handed my brother to India in the front seat.

"You can hold him."

She smiled and took him out of my hands. I closed both of the doors and got into my seat. I drove off to Jermaine's. India was gazing at my brother's peaceful self.

"Oh my gosh he looks exactly like you."

I giggled a bit. She kept going on and on about how we looked cute. Then we got to Jermaine's place. There was a van there already and they were almost done packing. I gave them the bags that were in the back of my car.

"Y'all can go in. Imma stay with my lil bro and India."

They nodded. I went back into the car with India. I looked at her.

"Who gon pray?"

"I guess you can since you're driving."

I nodded and we both bowed our heads. After our moment of prayer, I started the engine. The van pulled out and we followed them. I kept looking at her, caressing my brother's face. She was pretty. I mean beautiful.

~India's POV.~

His brother looks sooo cute. He's like a mini Courtlend. As I ran my hand across his smooth skin, I felt someone's eyes on me. I slightly tilted my head and saw Courtlend staring at me. He was smiling at me and his brother. I looked up and smiled back. I mean, Courtlend might be reckless as fuck, but for some reason, I kind of liked him.

"What's his name?"

"What?"

"What's his name?"

"Journey."

"Awh. That's cute."

He laughed a little.

"I mean, he is my brother."

I laughed.

"Whatever, don't get all cocky."

He laughed. I arranged his brother so I could put him in the back.

"Lemme put him in his seat."

~Courtlend's POV.~

As she turned around, I couldn't help not to stare at her ass. Her body was like Iggy Azalea's but with C cups. Her ass was looking right in my shorts. I lightly spanked her. She looked at me and went back to what she was doing. When she finally sat down, she stared at me.

"The things you do."