Thug Misses 3

23.

Quanie

Before The Shooting...

"Whose house are we shooting up man? It's Christmas, you should have a heart." One of my homies said, as we loaded up the guns.

"I do have a damn heart, but the person that's paying us wants this job done today! Therefore, shut the fuck up talking to me, grab your guns, and let's do this!" I snapped, glaring at them. It was me, plus three other guys, and we were all dressed in black and ready to take out any and everybody.

"There ain't kids or nothing at this house, is there? You know I'm not with harming no kids." Another one of my homies said. At that moment, I had forgotten about Talia daughter, but then I remembered all the times she cheated on me with random niggas and beat my ass when I stepped out with Jocelyn.

"You ain't got nothing to worry about bruh. There ain't no kids there." I lied. Grabbing my gun, I tucked it into my waistband, grabbed the car keys, and lead the way out of the door. "You got an address for me yet?"

"Yeah, I traced the car to a nice ass house over by Lincoln Park."

"Aight then, let's do this."

*

After The Shooting...

After dropping my homies off, I wasted no time heading back to the crib so I could pack some stuff and get to the airport. I was running through my house like a damn mad man, trying to pack all of my shit, and meet up with Serena so she can give me my money and I can be out. I didn't plan on running after shooting up whoever's house we pulled up at, but I knew that Talia's lil white ass boyfriend saw me before I pulled the trigger; and you better know that I was aiming straight for his ass.

From the moment he and I got into it at the Mexican restaurant, he had been popping the fuck up everywhere, and to make matters worse...he took the only girl I truly loved and cared about. Hell, I wouldn't have been mad if he came in and took Jocelyn's ass back, but he changed direction and took my love instead. Therefore...his ass had to die!

Hearing my front door open and close, I froze up as I slowly walked into the hallway and peered down the stairs.

"Serena? Is that you?" I called out. I was about to rush back into my room and grab my gun, until she came into my view.

"Of course it's me. Who else would it be?" She questioned, coming up the stairs. "Here's the money I promised you. I was on my way to the airport, but the roads are getting worse and I'm not used to driving in snow." I grabbed the duffle bag that was filled with cash from her and placed it with my other bags, walking over towards the window and glancing outside.

"Shit!" I hissed. "We need to get the fuck up outta here! Like now!"

"Why? What's wrong?"

"The longer we stay here with our heads in our asses, the quicker we're going to get caught and lose our lives!"

"What are you talking about?" She asked.

"TEVIN AND TALIA! That white boy saw me before me and my boys started shooting, and I'm pretty sure that he done told them it was me." I shouted.

"Oh will you relax? They're all at the hospital, probably planning for a funeral or something, assuming y'all killed someone."

"I don't know if we killed anyone or not, but if we didn't...then that's our ass! I don't even know why I agreed to this shit!"

"Because they are the enemy, Quanie! That white boy stole Talia from you, they killed my brother, and I'm almost certain that they've killed Jocelyn! They deserve everything they got!" She spat. As much as I hated to admit it...she was right. Those muthafuckas do whatever the fuck they want and think that they can get away with it, but not this time. This time...they're getting a taste of their own medicine.

"You're right." I grumbled. "And you know what else? I'm not going any fucking where! They want me? I'm not hard to find!"

"Spoken like a fuck boy." Serena gasped, as we both glanced towards the door, seeing Tevin and Jude standing in the doorway. They had their guns pointed at us, with ugly smirks on their faces, as they slowly walked towards us. I looked down on the bed, seeing my gun, and before I could reach for it...I was shot in the arm.

"Fuck!" I cried out, grabbing my now bleeding arm.

"I dare you to try and grab that damn gun again! Go ahead...try it, Quincy! Give me a reason to blow your fucking head off!" This crazy ass looking white boy smirked, glaring at me.

"His name is Quanie fool." Tevin chuckled.

"His name is whatever the fuck I say it is! Now check this out, Quavo, we know it was you that shot up the house and almost killed our family. What I want to know is...who put you up to it?"

"And don't even think about lying, because we already know the truth." Tevin added.

"If you already know the truth then why ask?" Serena asked them, slowly inching her hands behind her back, where her gun was. "And aren't you supposed to be locked up somewhere? You crazy son of a bitch!"

"Bitch...I'll show your ass crazy!" He snapped, jamming the gun into her forehead. All she had to do now was grab her own gun, aim it towards his stomach, and shoot. Easy enough right? Wrong! This muthafucka knee exactly what he was doing, because he ended up reaching behind her and snatching the gun out of her waistband. "Well looky what he have here. What's a pretty girl like you doing with a crazy bitch like this?" I couldn't help but to laugh at that because I thought he was calling Serena pretty, but in reality...he was talking about the gun being pretty.

"That's my brother's gun! Give it back to me now!"

"Your brother has no use for it anymore and soon enough...you won't either." Tevin said, hitting her with the butt of his gun; knocking her out instantly.

"Shit!" I whispered, as he walked up to me.

"Tevin wait!" I began, but he knocked me upside my head with the gun as I fell onto the floor.

"The time for waiting is over with. This right here...this ends tonight!" That was the last thing I heard before my vision went blurry, and I instantly blacked out.