Abusive Affair (URBAN)

Suspect

* Trigga's POV *

Dallas was a good little ways away from Atlanta, well at least by car. We had to take a little business trip/ vacation for Camille's safety. I really didn't care about Pretty, Persey or whatever her name was.

"Yo God brother know we coming right?" Killa asked me.

"Yeah, we straight." I assured him.

I took out my phone and called Poppa C. Now we discussed some shit with him earlier, but now we need to let him know that we'll be gone. He really needs to leave himself. Especially since these little fuck niggas know where we layed our heads at.

"Aye, pops?"

"Yeah son?" He answered on the second ring.

"We off to Dallas for a little while. Shit ain't safe in the A right now, you need to go on somewhere too." I informed.

"Nah, I'm alright. I been in this gang longer than anyone else out there in the streets. I know how to play my cards right! Y'all just watch out for my baby girl and keep her out of harms way. Y'all be careful too."

"No doubt pops, no doubt."

"Iight, love y'all boys. And Camille."

"We love you too man."

I put my phone away and rubbed my hands over my face. This shit right here was stressful.

I glanced in the back and Milly boo was sleep. I don't even know why I call her that, it's really corny. But she seems to like it, so I'll stick with that nickname for now.

"Hey Trigga." Kendrick's girl tapped on my shoulder.

I ain't really wanna talk to her, but I don't wanna be disrespectful to her either. There was just something about her, that gave me a bad vibe.

"Wassup?"

"Can you turn the radio up please?" I noticed the smile in her voice. The fuck she smiling for?

I sighed and did as she asked.

"What's wrong with you?" Kendrick asked.

"Nothing man, I'm cool." I mumbled.

"We been knowing you for how long? Why you lying to him for? Even I can tell that." Brandon joined in.

"I'm cool bruh, just a little stressed that's all."

I don't know what it was, but I was going to find out EVERYTHING I could find out about that Precious girl. Shit ain't right with her.

* Nicole's POV *

I sat on a bench in an old abandoned park, thinking about how things would turn out. Looks pretty good so far.

I started to close my eyes, but I quickly opened them after hearing some footsteps coming closer towards me.

I saw a whole bunch of police lights flashing and stopping at my area. The person grabbed me, putting their hands over my mouth. I didn't even try to scream.

We got down behind a big oak tree, I guess this person was running from the cops. They were strong as hell too.

I saw at least 5 cops coming this way, waving their flashlights around the park.

"You make a sound and I'll kill you." A familiar sounding feminine voice whispered.

I just nodded and looked back out to watch the cops.

"I don't see her anywhere." One told another.

"Let's check that building over there! We busted alot of people in that one." One said, pointing towards it. It was shot up and most of the windows were busted.

They left, bringing the commotion to the other side of the street. The woman let me go and wiped her hands off.

"Shit, that was close." She said.

"Who are you?" I asked. Although I really didn't give a fuck about this lady, I'm still nosey.

"You really don't know who I am?" She asked.

I moved closer up to her and it was someone I would never expect to see.

* Anonymous POV *

"Who is this girl?" I asked Blue.

"Just an old friend of mine."

"And she's good friends with Camille?" I asked, with an eyebrow raised.

"From my knowledge, they were BESTfriends. So she has to know more than what we do! Plus we haven't even heard from Nicole, I think she a snake."

I rubbed my chin hair and thought about this. I'm not sure if I should use this girl, but hell she has just the info I need.

"You sure we can trust this girl?"

"Positive, but I must warn you.."

"Warn me what?"

"She a little crazy. Don't fuck her over."

I smacked my lips. No female will ever put fear in my heart! Not even my mama.

"Yeah yeah, just get the shit I need. We taking too much time with this shit."

"I know, but aye the explosives came in today. Ronny wants nothing but cash."

I pulled out a blunt and lit it up. I puffed on it two times, before telling Blue to send Ronny in.

He came in looking angry. Nigga better calm the fuck down.

"Ronny my man! What's been going on?" I smiled. Well fake smiled. I hated his bitch ass! But we always could do great business with each other and shit... money over beef!

"Nothing bruh, just give me what I want and I'll give you yours."

I puffed on my blunt some more, calmly. Just to aggravate him.

"Hmm, a little grumpy today aren't we?" I smiled.

I reached under my desk, with the blunt still in my mouth. I slid him a duffle bag full of stacks. 200k to be exact.

I examined the explosives, while he examined his money.

"Looks good, I'ma go though." He said standing up.

I put the blunt up and nodded. He walked out and I watched his every move. You could never be too careful these days.

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