~ Karma POV ~
My friend from way back in Nola hit me up out of nowhere.
Cristál 💎 : Wassup?
Me : I'm chilling. What's good?
She took a while to text me back. I knew she just didn't want to speak about shit on the phone.
I texted her again.
Me : Where do you wanna meet up?
Cristál 💎 : Meet at 35 Winthrop st. 30 minutes. Bring your sisters.
Me : Bet.
I knew this had something to do with her crew, 718. I was supposed to be planning with 5 Point on how to take them out.
In all's honesty, we had already came up a plan-- of our own. We just were having some doubts. This wasn't any crew we were trying to take out, it was 718.
If we were about to be recruited, I would try to get the others to think about the deal. I didn't like Christian's stupid ass. He thought I was going to help him out.
5 Point is just using him to get some fame off the streets. When the time would be right, we would merge with 718.
Together, both teams as one, we'd be literally unstoppable. Christian could die for all I care, he's actually irrelevant.
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My sisters and I pulled up to a warehouse in our seperate lambos. We got out and automatically cocked our guns. Three guns each.
We each had one attached to our inner thigh, and one in each hand. We knocked on the door and it just opened. We looked at each other and took the saftey off of all our guns. We walked in and saw a group of people in the conference room.
"Karma!" Cristál said running to me. I wasn't dumb.
So I put one gun in my waistband, and kept the other in my hand, lowered.
"Wassup? Why'd you call us?" I asked her. She led us to the conference room.
When we saw the girl Christian described we pulled out our guns. Again. They all pulled out their guns too. We were outnumbered clearly. We would still be able to kill a good number of them though.
"What's your name?"
I asked the thick Asian looking girl with long curly hair.
"Paz." She answered.
"Christian told us about you." Revengé said smirking at her.
We watched all of them stare at each other with wide eyes. I sucked my teeth.
"Hello?" They lowered their guns and me and my sisters lowered ours. They sat down at the table and offered us seats inbetween them. I sat next to this darkskin.
Damn, he was fine as hell."What it is? I'm Karma." I said to him with southern drawl lacing all of my words. He looked at me for a minute.
"His name is Jermaine bitch." A Spanish girl said to me.
"Was I talking to you hoe?" I shot back at her.
"You were talking to my boyfriend, so yes. What did you want to ask us?" She was was about to get bopped, on some real ass shit.
"Whatever hoe, nobody gives a fuck." Revengé said helping me out. I smirked at Ms.Rice&Beans.
"I thought s-" I was cut off by a gun being pointed in my face.
"Call my sister out her name, one more fucking time. Please do."
"Candy, sit down man. Damn." Paz said. So she's Candy?
I can see why Christian never tried to get with her. She's too thotty. Everyone calmed down and sat down. As soon as we were about to get started, a sexy ass dude walked in. Damn, this nigga was fionneee.
"Wassuh Tinashe. What's good Revengé?" He says to my sisters. How the hell didn't I know him?
"Hey Vic." They both said. I shook my head and was about to start focusing on this meeting. Two more dudes and a girl walked in.
"Terrell?! B!? August!?!" Me, my sisters and Vic shouted. How the fuck did we all know each other? Hell naw. There was mad sketch in this meeting.
Christian was using us. He knew we would double cross him. Damn. What did we get ourselves into?
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"Wait, so Christian is in 718 as of right now?" Tinashe asked. She was supposed to be our 'decoy' to get Christian to slip up.
After he would tell her the plan, we would take him out. The OG plan all along was to become one with 718. But Christian is obviously onto us.
Why did he need the girl though? I might as well let her know.
"Ayo, Paz. Christian is trying to get you. Like foreal get you." The nigga next to her got mad as hell. He was cute as fuck. Light skin, tattoos everywhere, and nice thick pink lips.
"What you mean get her!?" He was probably her boyfriend or some.
"I mean what the fuck I said nigga. He's tryna to take her."
"How you know?" Paz asked me. I pulled out my phone and played the recording I had. It was Christian at the last meeting telling us he wanted the thick, sexy Asian looking girl to himself.
"I'm gonna kill that nigga my damn self. G shit." The tatted light skin said.
"How do we even know you're telling the truth though?" Candy asked me. These girls all got some pretty weird names.
"You had to ask, so you did believe me, or you want to believe me." Candy nodded. Our plan could actually work. We could get away with this.
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We all spent the next 2 hours discussing the importance of this single mission. This plan was solid, but the real problem was Christian.
He was the only obstacle. We would have to get to him as soon as possible. And gun his ass down.
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