Chapter 6

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Shawn's POV

Against my better judgment I decided to cause a little ruckus shake things up a bit. Let these bitches know I still run streets...even in hiding I owned they asses...

"You ready?" I asked chino as we sat in the car staking out their apartment. I had to get rid of the Malibu and got a Chevy impala.

"Remember just get in look around and get out"

"I know the plan boss."

"So do it right this time nigga!" He sighed and got out the car and jogged over to the building. I watched him disappear it was all good until about 45 mins latter I saw this nigga Trey pull up but without the girls. Fuck was he doing here they been gone for like a month now only coming and going to get clothes and dip

"Awww fuck. I hope this nigga not strapped." We didn't have phones so the only thing I could think of was to beep the horn. Which caught chinos attention, I waved frantically and pointed to the car but he ignored me

"This nigga. We gonna die" all I could do was wait now and pray this nigga made it back out

Chinos POV

I was looking around and the only thing I noticed that seemed out of whack was the fact that it looked like niggas been living it up. Dishes in the sink, messy bed, shower still wet like somebody had been up in here.

While I'm looking I hear a horn I look out the window and see Shawn waving all frantic. I ignored him he was paranoid. That was until I heard the door open to the bed room

Awww shit the nigga was trying out warn me. I hid in the closet and stayed still damn there holing my breath. I could hear him walking around checking shit

"Yeah man something don't seem right we gotta move ASAP" I hear him say he must be on the phone. So I listened some more, just as I shifted my weight the floor creaked.... awww hell I thought . Here we go

"Aye imma call you back." And he hung up. I was hiding deep in the closet but it was to late to try and make a run for it....

"I suggest you come out or your ass is grass if gotta come looking for you." He says frustrated. This was gonna go bad fast...

"Aye man I don't want no smoke." I call out

"You must want it, coming up in my shit." I heard a gun cock next . Aww hell, this nigga strapped fuck my life...

Lola's POV
Trey had been gone for awhile. and I was a nervous wreck.

"Baby sit down you making me nervous"

"He's been gone to long Jassy" I murmur. "He's never been gone this long." Usually it takes daddy 30-45 mins round trip from the apartment to come back to the house. It had been over 2 hours now.

"He's fine. If anything was going down the boys would have left by now." She was kinda right my inner goddess shrugged. "Maybe he took a detour and didn't tell us." I sighed

"Baby come sit down please." I nodded sitting down putting her feet in my lap rubbing her legs lazily. "It's gonna be ok. I know it is" I just nodded closing my eyes and resting my head on the couch I pray she was right.

Meanwhile

Chino and Trey were still at a stand off

Treys POV

"You got a lot of nerve coming up in here playboy." I said calmly.

"Aye man I don't want no smoke just doing a favor for a friend"

"Shawn right?" He sighed but said nothing . I mentally counted I got about a good 12 bullets in the clip right now. Empty the clip or a warning shot hmmm

I saw homeboy move towards the door

"Don't do it." I said smoothly he ignored me and ran I let off 3 shots and they definitely hit his ass I watched as the blood started to poor from his back.

"I told you not to do it." I signed  "We gonna have a little conversation now."

"You shot me."

"Damn right and if you move again or don't tell me what I wanna here your ass gonna walk outta here like Swiss cheese." I threatened. He was hunched over clutching his arm and stomach. I sat him up against the wall. Nobody would call the cops they use to gun shots going off around these parts of West philly.

"Now these are the rules homeboy. I ask and you spit it. Otherwise" I pressed the gun into his arm and hissed in pain "this gonna hurt a lot more. We got an understanding?" He nodded and moved the gun.

"Who, better yet, what Shawn want with these girls?" I asked watching him I heard him sigh heavily it was either gonna piss me off more or get his ass shot again depending to. This answer

"I'm not no snitch." He says looking me in the eyes

"I'm not no killer but for my girls I would be." I replied simply with a shrug. "I'm not gonna ask you again" I warn.

A silence passed between us. This nigga either wanted to die today or just did not give a fuck about life no more if he was willing to hold important information either way I was ready to empty the clip in his ass about mine...

Part 7 or nahh ???

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