Made Something Outta Nothing (Part 2: The Beginning Came up from nothing)

Part 9

Time: 11:35 PM
Location: Gas Station

"Yooo Deuce ay I'm here. Y'all hurry up mane."

"Aight we on the way bro."

"Bet."

Hanging up. I slouch back in my seat getting comfortable as I wait for the bros to get here so we can have this meeting. A lot about to change around Memphis and we really about to take over. It's time.

Hearing what sounded like tires making a aggressive stop I hear rapid gunfire. Immediately ducking I grab my Glock noticing that niggas is shooting up my car. I quickly crawl out the drivers seat and run for cover. I had to check myself to make sure I wasn't hit. Making sure I grabbed my phone; I called deuce back.

"Bruh niggas shooting at me where the fuck y'all at bruh"

"What the fuck nigga. Nigga we hearing shots too. We literally right around the corner."

Hanging up. I hear more gunshots getting closer to me. So I just run. Taking the shortcut to these apartments. I kept running til the gunshots stopped. I can hear cars peeling off with speed as they tried to make a getaway. Hoping that the gang got there in time to peep what was going on and who them niggas was.

Hearing my phone ring I see it's Aaron calling.

"Yeah."

"Nigga where you at? They shot yo car the fuck up. We gotta get outta here. We gone pick you up."

"I'm at Springdale bro."

"Aight."

With that being said we hang up. I was mad as hell. Not just at the simple fact my car got shot up But niggas is plotting to kill us before we kill them. How the hell would a nigga know that's me in that car? My windows tinted like a motherfucka. Something ain't right and we definitely gone find out. I got time to kill some shit tonight.
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"How the hell would a nigga know you in that car anyways?" Dj asked.

"Same thing I said." I just sat at the trap shaking my head.

"As many niggas be around there peeping around. Niggas know wassup. We gotta just be more secure of that spot. We can't have another Abdul incident." Aaron said.

Everybody definitely agreed on that.

"Something ain't right bruh. Ay you remember when we was in front of the gas station and that nigga was acting all funny?" I asked Deuce.

"You talking about the nigga in that clean ass charger?" I nodded. Aaron and Dj looked in confusion.

"What the hell y'all talking about?" Dj asked.

"You remember when I said niggas plotting? Well when I was outside in the whip. I peeped a nigga that don't even be around here. Sitting in front the gas station like he tryna trap or some shit. Nigga was looking suspicious as fuck. He left when Deuce pulled up. I guess he ain't want no smoke. I remember that face though and that car fasho."

Rubbing my chin I just started thinking. I gotta find out who did this shit. As for the car? Fuck it. I'll get a new one.