Raised in a Gang

Chapter 8

Ray POV

$1,375 and counting. After a month of selling this shit and all I have is $1,375 and counting. I'd been putting my money in what I thought was a safe place and apparently, someone else found it because last I checked, I should be over the amount of money that Myles had. I was beyond pissed. Someone had been stealing from me.

"What's up with you man?" Chresanto asked. He'd been called over to the crib with the rest of the crew, along with a new addition, EJ.

EJ had a story that he refused to share. All I knew was he needed money..and fast. But like the rest of us when we first got in, he had the expectation that he'd be out of the game after getting the money he needed. What he doesn't know yet was that once you're in, you're in for life.

"Someone stole from me." I vaguely filled them in. "Someone stole from me and I plan on finding out who or so help me God, I'm shooting up the fucking school!"

"Not with Ty - Ty there, right?" Myles smirked. Cocky bastard.

I scolded him and kindly flipped him off.

"Someone stole money from me, man. I swear someone is going to die when I find out who did it." I threatened. I was beyond pissed, as said before, and if anything, I had a right to kill.

"Sure you're going to kill someone this time? Or will that be more empty threats..."

"Myles, I'm tired of your shit." I snapped. "You guys know I need this money! You know I need to help my mama and family get outta here! This money means a lot to me! When I find out who stole my fucking money, they're dead. Now, if you're still itchin' to be a cocky bastard, go to Hell and get the fuck out of my house." And with that, Myles, as long as everyone else, was quiet.

Counting the money again, I noted down how much money was missing. $1,476 dollars was missing from my stash and I knew it would take about a month and a half to make that up and then some. All my family needed was approximately 2,500 dollars for one plane ticket, so I'd need about 7,500 dollars for all of our tickets. But including tax, that'd be a lot more. Not to mention when we arrived to the place we were heading to, we needed more money in our pockets. The more money I needed, the more shifts I needed. The more shifts I needed, the more danger I'd be putting myself in.

"Ray, I'm sorry for joking around..." Myles said, "But I'm just saying, it's not that serious, is it? I mean, killing somebody over money? Money you'll spend regardless... I mean, I get you--"

"I wanna get out of here! I need to. Too many bad memories and if I stay, I'll just kill people. I can't live knowing that my very own brother was killed in this place." I sighed. "I can't do it."

Craig rolled his eyes and sucked his teeth. He threw his feet up on the coffee table and leaned on the arm of the recliner he sat in with an attitude evident in his facial features.

"Craig--"

"Just drop it. I'm fine."

"I'm--"

"I said drop it, will ya?"

I sighed and obeyed his demands. If it was anything I ever wanted, it definitely wasn't making Craig mad. He lost his younger brother not even a year ago and he was still suffering from his lost.

"We'll get them back." I said after a long, eery silence.

"I know." Craig said. "I just want to be the one to kill Mateo." He said through sobs. "I want a bullet in the same spot where he shot Jojo." Craig cried.

"No problem." Chres said, "So long as I kill his brother."

"I call Jaden." I declared. "I've been waiting for this for the longest."

"If we go through this," Myles uneasily said, "Don't touch Willow."

"Relax," J.L. laughed, "Nobody wants to touch your little girlfriend."

"My ex!" Myles hissed. "Ex as in ex-girlfriend."

"But she's your girlfriend at heart." Chres laughed.

Myles flipped him off and looked back to us. "If you're all going for your own MSFT, can I at least kick Trevor's ass?"

"Trevor isn't even part of them, though." Jacob laughed.

"That doesn't mean I can't beat his ass. He associates with them and that's all I need to know."

"But--"

"But nothing. I call Trevor."

"You're a fucking clown." I laughed.

Soooooooooooooooooooo this shit still on hold for a while , but I felt like updating this because ITS MY MOTHERFUCKING BIRTHDAY.  So , bye. xD
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