Broken Pieces

Chapter 4

Bricks

   It fucked me up hearing Ari tell me about Trey putting his hands on her. Had I known he was that type of nigga, I would've been stopped fucking with him.

  It fucked me up even more knowing I had my daughter around this clown ass nigga, I let this nigga work in my trap, so he'd have money in his fucking pockets. I looked after this nigga, and even caught bodies for him. All that shit ends today.

   I know I don't really know Ari like that, but Jace does, and Jace loves her. So if something would've happened to Ari, Jace would've been hurt as fuck and that shit would've fell back on me just like the shit with her mom, and in Jace's eyes, Ari is basically her mom.

   I pulled my phone out of my pocket, dialing Trey's number. I wasn't going to kill Trey, but he was definitely banned from the trap and he was definitely getting fucked up.

    After the phone rang for a little while, he answered. "Yoo." He said into the phone making my jaw clench.

  "Where you at?" I asked.

    "Where you want me to be bro?" He replied.
"Trap, 10 minutes." I said and as he began to respond I hung up. I don't know what type of time he think i'm on, but I ain't never been a fan of shit like that.

   After a few more minutes, I pulled into the back of the trap and got out, walking up to the door and unlocking it. Once I walked in, I seen my boy Bizzy sitting at the door with a strap.

  "Yo" He said. "Where Ale?" I asked, not really wanting to talk. "Basement" he replied, and I nodded before dapping him and heading toward the basement.

   I walked through the living room seeing females who didn't work for me sitting around. "Yo who the fuck are they and why the fuck are they in my spot?" I yelled making everyone jump.

  "Some bitches Ale hired" one of my younger workers, Relly said, meaning that they were undercover workers, in other words, the girls we used to set niggas up.

"Women, Rell. You wouldn't want nobody calling your mother a bitch, they ain't did shit to you. They in here trynna get paid just like you, learn some respect" I said and he nodded as I continued into the basement.

   "Yoo" I heard Ale say from the office. "Wassup bro" I said dapping him. "Shit, what you doing here?? I know you ain't on no sneak shit." He said making me chuckle.

  "Handling some minor shit b" I said and he nodded. "As a matter of fact hold on" I said taking my phone out calling Trey back.

  "Yo I said 10 minutes, fuck is you doin b?" I said into the phone. "Walking down right now yo, chill" He said and I heard him walking down the steps, stepping into the office.

  "This shit couldn't wait?? The fuck bro, I was in the middle of something" He said, making Ale jump up out his seat.

"Yo who the fuck ya bum ass think you coming at like that??" Ale said stepping toward Trey, cocking his gun. "Chill." I said grabbing Ale.

   "Ima get up outta here bro, before I catch a body I aint even getting paid to catch" Ale said dapping me, walking out, making Trey smack his lips.

"Have a seat" I said, before Trey gave me a look, then sat down. I walked around the desk and closed the door.

"I mean wassup nigga? I said I was busy!" He semi-yelled as if he was irritated, making me throw a punch to his face, causing the chair to fall over.

"Let's not forget who running shit around here Trevon." I said, as he jumped up pulling his gun out, aiming it at me, not making me flinch at all.

"Don't wait til now to turn pussy. You done came this far, pointing a gun at me, you got balls? Well then blow that bitch den b." I said smirking at Tre. I knew he was too soft to even think about shooting me, besides even if he did, he knows this whole trap would have his ass in seconds.