A Thugs Bestfriend

Chapter 2

" Are yall ready?" Chres said to us as we loading our guns. Hell naw i wasn't ready but i couldn't let it show. I'm going to have to take a deep breath and get it together. The way Chres was talking it seemed like he was a professional at this but i know how he is. He wouldn't show fear even if he was scared.

We nodded and from then it was on. We pulled our masks over our faces and hid behind some bushes a few feet from the warehouse. Dion and I were in a squatting position waiting for a signal.

" Get ready, i see Chres coming this way." Dion whispered to me.

Chres came from the shadows and gave a hand signal letting us know to put our silencers on. Dion pointed at one of the guards and shot him between the eyes making the other guard pull out his gun. I made a mistake and shot his leg because i was shaking so bad.

I shot him 4 times in the chest and we proceeding inside. There were a handful of guys playing pool. Chres littered the room with bullets and we went into the next room and the next until we reached an office. Dion kicked open the door and shots were exchanged. One grazed my leg and another my arm. Once the job was done i felt relieved.

We piled into the van and took off our masks and headed to Dion's house to change. Killing people is nothing like selling. Im not used to seeing bloodbaths all the time.

We rode in silence, Dion driving, Chres on the passenger side and me in the back. I just stared out of the window watching the lights as we weaved out of traffic.

Once the adrenaline slowed stopped pumping in my veins, it was back to reality. Doing a little selling on the side and then becoming a hit man is a little hard to swallow. Im still a little soft when it comes to certain things. Taking away someone's life literally is different then feeding to their addiction and possibly killing them. I try not to think about those things when i sell.

We pulled up in Dion's driveway, and walked inside his messy house he never cleans up. Chresanto walked threw his duffel bag on the couch, and took out blocks of cash.

"Where did u get this money from?" i said.

"I stole a few before y'all got inside." he said handing me a block.

"Shiddd, lemme take two" i said grabbed them and stuffed it in my bag.

"I'm not taking that. I don't want any of their gang coming after me." he said shaking his head.

"Suit yourself" Chres said nonchalant, stuffing the money back in.

" Dion we killed everybody in that bitch. Ain't nobody coming after us for stealing this little amount of money." i said rolling my eyes.

"Yea, she's right. No one knows except us." Chres said.