Boss Bitches

Chapter 2

Trina Pov.

We all sitting in the hospital waiting for them to give us an update on Gucci. I feel numb to the whole situation. I would have never thought my bitch would be shot up like that. I mean she wasn't even moving. Gucci one of the toughest bitches in Detroit and to see her like that killed me.

All I could do is pray because I can't lose my bestfriend. I sat there and thought back to the time me and her got into our first fight against some bitches. We was 9 and reckless af.

So me and Gucci walking through the school on our way to art. We in the 4th grade. Everybody else was lined up. We stood in the back of the talking until this fat ass girl bump into Gucci knocking her orange juice out her hand. Gucci hit her so hard the girl fell into the locker. Gucci jumped on her punching her in the face. One of the girl friends jump in and grab Gucci and threw her to the ground. Thats when I jumped in and started beating the girl ass. Then out of no where we get surrounded by like 5 girls. Me and Gucci had our backs against the lockers. We wasn't scared either. You can never be scared around Gucci because she NEVER showed fear.

She the smallest person ever but the toughest. Gucci gave me a reassuring look. The next thing I know she start swinging on the biggest girl out the group knocking her down. Then they all jumped in but we handled our own, we never fell or shed blood. We was fighting for our little lives and actually getting the best of these bitches since Gucci knocked the big girl out. Then out of no where Prada jumped in with a lock and started helping. I'm happy because I was getting tired. The 3 smallest girls in the school was whooping ass. We didn't even know Prada then. After the teachers broke it up we were all sent to the principal.

After explaining what really happened, he let us go for the day, We had to wait on our parents to pick us up.  The other 5 girls got suspended for 7 days.

"Damn you really looked out for us, thanks "  I said to Prada We was outside the principals office waiting.

"No problem, I don't like that jumping stuff anyways. " Prada said. 

"I'm mad af that bitch dropped my orange juice." Gucci said.  Prada laughed.

"You don't play about yo orange juice huh? " she laughed.

"Naw ion really play about nothing " Gucci smirked.

"Is y'all twins? " she asked.

" Naw we bestfriends but this still my sister " Gucci said. 

"I'm Trina but you can call me Louie" I said "and this Gucci but her real name MyAsia"

"oh okay, I'm Natasha but you can call me Tasha I guess " she shrugged.

"Naw you gotta have a rich name like us, if you rolling with us" Gucci said. Then she looked at her Prada sneakers and Prada watch.

"Prada " Gucci said smiling.  "Louie, Gucci and Prada "

"We all gon be bestfriends and we can't let nobody come between us. NOBODY " Gucci said.  Then we pinky promised.

We became inseparable after that. I love my girls and knowing Gucci might not make it is killing me. All I can see when I close my eyes is her laying in all that blood unconscious. Tears rolled down my face as I thought about my bestfriend not making it. The thought alone made me run to the bathroom and throw up everything I ate.

Natasha Pov

Okay so somebody really shot up my girl Gucci. My mind can't even function right now. But if my bitch die Detroit gon feel my wrath.

We waited in the waiting room for a good 6 hours. We called Gucci family down here. I was getting impatient. I needed to know if my girl was okay.

Family of MyAsia Smith the doctor said. We rushed him waiting for the news.

"MyAsia was shot 4 times. Once in the chest, twice in the stomach and once in the leg. We managed to get the bullets out and we stopped the blood . You can visit her, she is in room 220" he finished and we walked back there.

Damn thank God my girl okay.