Growing up with a King Pin father in L.A, there's a lot of pressure when something doesn't go right and someone crosses you. Will she become what her father never wanted, or will she leave it all and start a new.
We were walking around the house looking for shit that could be useful, to put this nigga Trev in the jam. I got a call from a nigga named Devin the other day, and he said he was trynna make this nigga do a bid, and with Trev out the way I'd be back on top of this L.A shit. Back in the day me Trev and the homie Damien ran the game we was un-fuckin touchable. Trev slowly started coming up quicker than me or Dam though, I mean it's not like he wasn't tryn take us with him I just wasn't bout to have no nigga thinking he had control over me ion give a fuck who you are to me. So I branched out and took Dam with me we doing ight, but I'm trynna be where that nigga Trevor at. The boul Devin told us where he was staying and where the spare key was. I had been looking for this nigga for a while so when that young nigga Devin hit me up I jumped at the opportunity with no hesitation. Honestly ion know why I ain't expect Trev to be living in the duckie like this but then I had to remembered who he is.
Me and Dam continued searching through his crib, we were in the living room with only a lamp on when I heard somebody breaking a window. Both me and Dam pulled out our straps aiming then in that direction, and in walked me lovely niece. She walked into the dimly lit living room, the last time I saw her was when she was 7 and she had to be about 18 now and boy had she grown. She looked shocked to see me and I could understand. Dam recognized her and started lowering his gun as I did the same. "Hey niece" I said smiling at her. She smiled from ear to ear coming over to us hugging each one of us. I guess she don't know what happened with me and her father. Dev also told me King and Trev got arrested the other day so I knew she was by herself. She let go "What are you guys doing here, did dad call you?" She asked trying to figure out why we were here and started walking towards the door. "Nawl niece where you going... come on back over here and have a seat." I said now waving my gun at her signaling her to sit down. I could see the fear written across her face. To be the child of Trev she sure ain't know what she was doing, you ain't never posed to show fear.
⛔️⛔️Amarhi P.O.V.⛔️⛔️
My uncle Marcus told me to sit down as he waved his gun at me. I grew confused and afraid at the same time. This was my uncle we were talking about how could he be pointing a gun at me, and knowing him I knew he wasn't scared to pull the trigger, which frightened me even more. I made my way over to the couch slowly as he told uncle Dam to go look around my dads office. I sat on the couch and he walked over standing right in front of me with his gun still pointed in my face. "You know Mar Mar you've really grown up since the last time I saw you" he said smiling while twirling my hair with the silencer on the gun. I was trying to tune him out as I figured out how to get out of this situation the closest gun in the house was the one strapped underneath the coffee table behind him... if the cops didn't take it. I looked away from him as he sat on the coffee table starring straight at me. "You know, I always thought you was a pretty lil girl" he whispered to me. My body stiffened and I moved away. "Move again" he told me firmly pressing his gun to my temple. I looked at him with disgust at tears started to form at the brim of my eyes. I'd rather die before I let him touch me, and I refused to cry and let this man see me weak. I swung in his direction connecting my fist with his jaw I took that chance to run. I got no more than a few steps away before I felt a bullet enter my arm. I wasn't paying enough attention to hear it but I damn sure felt it. I kept running towards the door before he yanked me back by my hair causing me to fall to the ground. He wrapped his hand in my hair more and dragged me to the couch, I could feel strands of my hair as they were being plucked from my scalp. He slung me onto the wooden coffee table as I fought and kicked against him. I knew I could get myself out of this situation, shit look what I did last night. He hit me in my face with the butt of the gun blurring my vision I could feel my nose start to bleed as I tried to stop my head from spinning. My heart was beating so hard and so fast that I could hear it. I tried and I tried to get him off of me. This man a person who I trusted with my life was now ripping my pants off as I struggled in the dimly lit living room, reaching for the for the gun under the coffee table. I continued to struggle and it finally hit me that I couldn't get myself out of this situation alone. I started to scream for King. He covered my mouth in hurry with his gun still in hand, and the other tangled into my hair holding me in place, I was turned over with the my back facing him. I sat there still struggling praying that King would hear me screaming. He took his hand out of my hair to unbuckle his pants. That's when the tears began falling, and I struggled even harder to grab the gun under the table. The gun I didn't even know for sure was under the table. He took his hand and spit on it, he then rubbed his wet hand against my center sending chills up my spine I had officially felt disgusting. I turned my body gaining more leverage to go under the table, I wasn't going to so trying to get out of this. He snatched me up once again by my hair and slammed my head against the table giving me an instant migraine. He forced himself into me... he was really doing it, he was raping me in my own home. At this point I was going hoarse from all the screaming I was doing. I felt everything, I felt it every time he entered and every time exited, the shit hurt and not because his dick was big it was because I wasn't wet in any way.
I looked up to see Damien coming down the steps from dads office. I looked at him with pleading eyes hoping he would help, hoping he would stop his niece from getting raped. I realized I should've known better when instead he just walked past without a word and went into the kitchen. Marcus had taken his hand away from my mouth to hold onto my side and I screamed. I screamed for King, Sincere, and even my dad. I screamed and I didn't stop. He slammed my head into the table once again and kept going. I used the little bit of strength I had and still continued to scream a gut wrenching scream. I was beginning to start slipping in and out of consciousness, but I could still feel every motion his body carried out. I could still feel every thrust, every hot breath he lets out on the nape of my neck, the sweat running from his body to mine... EVERYTHING
He finished inside of me and still no one had come in. No one had come to save me. I laid there violated and defeated. He fixed himself and I fell limp onto the ground next to the coffee table. I caught I glimpse of the gun I had been reaching for the whole time, which was on the complete opposite side of where I was even located. I weakly reached for it, tears blurring my vision I aimed the gun at the side of his head as steady as I could with me being shot in the arm. I squeezed the trigger and before I could completely pull the trigger I heard 3 shots ring out, as Marcus's body now fell limp right on top of me. I looked over to see King and Sincere both shooting at Damien.
I tried to push Marcus's heavy body off of me but it was a struggle, with me being so small. King ran over and helped once he noticed me struggling.
⛔️⛔️King P.O.V.⛔️⛔️
It was taking way to long for Amarhi to get to this door. I was pretty sure wasn't nobody in the house, so I figured this little girl was playing with us and kept us locked out. Me and Sincere went and sat in the car to wait until she decided to open the door. We made small talk and shit just catching up, I hadn't seen him in a couple weeks. About 10 minutes had went by and now it was damn near seven o'clock and I was becoming pissed. She was taking the "joke" entirely to far. I hopped out the car ready to bang on the door when I heard her screaming. How long had this been going on? I questioned myself I ran back to the car full speed and grabbed Sincere's spare glock from the glove department. He saw me do that and followed with his gun in hand. I kicked the door a few good time with Sincere's help before the door fell in. I saw two niggas in the living room one was hovering over my sister and the other one was just standing there watching... I soon realized was my uncles Damien and Marcus. This nigga sat here and watched his own fucking niece get raped. I was so heated that everything was literally moving in slow motion. I shot the nigga that was over Marhi in the side I didn't want him dead just yet. But when I saw him collapse on Marhi the way he did I knew I had killed him. I shot at Damien and got him in the leg, then he took off Sincere as chased him and I rushed over to Marhi. I helped her up holding her bridal style and sat us on the couch and I just let her cry into my chest, I even allowed myself shed tears with her what else could I do. I couldn't believe I had let my sister get raped. I was supposed to protect her no matter what & I didn't. I honestly felt killing this nigga wasn't enough, because my baby sister would have to live with this for the rest of her life. And I know for a fact it's not easy live with that shit. I only met Sinceres's folks a couple times before he lost his mom and I did not want that happening to my sister.
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