Thug Love (Tyga Love Story)

The Invasion

Introduction

Wa Gwan!! My name is Janae Simmons but everyone knows me as Rasta. Well, everyone in the drug game. I rule Compton and everyone bows to me and my gang. I formed a gang called Last Queens and its an all female gang. Just because we females, doesn't mean we don't kill.

Anyways, Im 17 turning 18 on December 12. I live in my apartment with my sis and my 2 year old son, Justin.

My dad died from getting shot 2 months ago and my mom died from a heart attack last month. Their deaths were close because they couldn't live without each other.

Before my dad died, he made me promise to take over his drug empire and take care of my little sister. I agreed and look where I am today.

Im Jamaican and Puerto Rican. I have a younger sister that lives with me. Her name is Jerica ( played by my loyal reader, _QV33NLOYALTY) but I call her Cookie.

I have a son name Justin. He is 2 years old and his father is a motherfucking asshole. I left him cause his ass had the nerve to cheat on me and hit me. And i cut that nigga too.

I formed the gang Last Queens and Cookie and our friends Honey & Heather joined as my right hand women.

Well, I gotta go. Dueces!! ✌

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Janae's POV

"So, Carlos, where is my fucking money?" I asked walking around him.

Me and my gang were in the basement with one of the sellers of my rival gang tied up in a chair.

The Tribal gang has been stealing from us and the only one who would steal for them is Carlos.

"I-I dont k-know what y-your talking a-about-t, Ras." He said while shaking.

I know he stole my money so it pisses me off more that he is lying to my face.

I leaned down so I was in his face and looked at him.

"Why you gotta fucking lie in my face, Carlos? If you simply just said you stole it and why, we wouldn't been in this situation right now. So, why did you steal my damn money and where the fuck is it?"

"I-I didnt steal y-your money."

I gritted my teeth and leaned back up. I walked over to my sister, Cookie, and she gave me my knife.

I walked over to him with the knife and began his torture.

20 Minutes Later...

"Ahhhh!!" Carlos screamed.

I carved the Last Queens' gang sign in his back and poured acid on it.

He looked unrecognizable. I jacked up his face and there were bruises and cuts covering his face.

I walked in front of him and pulled out my gun. I aimed it at him.

"Any, last words bitch?" I asked.

"Fuck you, hoe" He replied. Oh, he wants to grow some balls now.

I shot him in the chest 4 times and in the head 3 times.

"Honey, get someone to clean this mess!!" I said.

"Ok, J."

I walked up the stairs with Cookie behind me. We walked into my office and I sat down in my chair behind my desk.

I just sat there and thinked about this drug empire.

Today has been hectic. We invaded the Compton Kings gang and killed everyone in there and then deal with Carlos for 4 hours.