"Y'all ready?" I asked the boys as we stood outside the address given.
"I don't know man. I got a bad feeling!" One of the boys said
"Nigga shut your pussy ass up. Let's go!" Dre said walking towards the house with us following behind him. To our suprise the door was unlocked giving us full access, we heard the shower running and music coming from the bathroom.
"Make sure its clear" I told the other boys
Me and Dre walked towards the music and the shower pushing the bathroom door open, seeing no one in the shower.
Dre turned the shower off and mouth "WTF"
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
"IT'S A SET UP! GET OUT NOW!" I yelled running for the first window with Dre right behind me.
BOOM!
The house was now up in flames. Somebody set us up. Somebody knew we were coming.
"Chance, come on Bro! We gotta go!" Dre managed to get out limping towards me. We made it to the van and sped off.
"FUCK MAN FUCK! TAKE ME ON 43RD!" I yelled at Dre.
4 of my boys were just blew up inside of that house. Why was this shit still happening? My mind was clouded, all I could think about was my brother. I pulled my phone out calling him only to get no answer.
"Dre Dre, take me to the crib. I gotta check on Kam!" I said now panicking.
Dre sensed my energy and stepped on the gas, when we turned on my block, police was surrounding my house.
"What the fuck? What happened? Where the fuck is my brother?" I said running yelling at the cops. Somehow I managed to make it in the house and my legs got weak.
There was my brother, laying on the couch with knives stuffed down his throat and a gunshot to the head and 4 to the chest. I had nothing else to live for. My world was ending. Everything I worked hard for, is over. Trying to keep this lifestyle from my brother for it to only come to him.
"Sir this is a crime scene!" One of the officers yelled.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
Then something caught my eyes, there was a spray paint on the wall writing out the words.
"Jokes On You, Trust Nobody"
Who would do something like this? Trust Nobody? Jokes on me? The only nigga I could think about was the nigga on 43rd and Tae. Tae?
"Dre let's go!" I got up staring at my brother walking out.
When we got in the car, Dre had his head hung.
"We gonna find these niggas bro! We gonna end this shit!" He said getting angry. "it's me and you nigga, kill or be killed" he added.
"And I'll stand over a nigga before stand over me!" I said letting a tear fall. I haven't cried in years but my fucking brother man. I did everything to keep him away from my shit. I put him through college, I made sure he had everything he ever wanted and now he's gone. MY FUCKING BROTHER MAN!
"Where we going?" Dre asked.
"Take me by Tae"
I seen my phone ringing indicating Chai was calling,
"Hello"
"Oh my God, Chance. Where are you? I just seen the news are you okay?" She said sounding worried like she's been crying.
"I'm okay baby, stop crying. There's alot of shit going on right now. I'll just need you to go to a hotel or something. I don't know who they may be after next!"
"Ok baby, I'll go. Please be careful Chance. Please!" She begged.
"I will. Just do what i said!" I told her hanging up.
When we pulled up to Tae house, i seen her car parked showing she was home.
"You want me to come in?" Dre asked.
"If I'm not back in 5 minutes, come in" I told him
I let myself in Tae house with the spare key hearing her in the kitchen on the phone.
"Girl I just seen that shit on the news, they should've killed Chance dumb ass because he got something coming for him anyways! It won't be long before somebody kill him too!" She said in phone all I could do was laugh at myself.
"Hang up" I said from behind her causing her to jump and look at me frightened.
"Chance, what are you doing here?" She said hanging up.
"You know something about who killed my brother?"
"No baby, I promise I don't know--"
BANG!
I didn't come here to talk. I felt like that bitch was lying anyways. I don't trust nobody at this point. That's when my phone went off.
Unknown number: you're killing the wrong people, dumbass. I thought you were smarter than that.
The text read. I immediately grabbed my gun, looking around leaving out of the house. When I got to the car, Dre was not in there.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
I started ducking trying to find a way out. That was too much gunshots. Everything was happening so fast. Next thing I know a bag was being thrown over my head. I seen pure darkness.
"Get the fuck off of me!" I said fighting before I knew it I was sleep.
When I woke up, I was chained to a pole, naked. Everything around me was blurry.
"Wake the fuck up!" Someone said throwing water on me.
"Who the fuck are you? You better pray I don't get out these chains!"
"You're worst nightmare" he said laughing. I heard a door open.
"DRE!" I yelled trying to get his attention.
"I'm sorry bro, the game changed"
"What the fuck?! I should of known you was grimy man! I'm your brother nigga!" I yelled trying to break loose.
"It's kill or be Killed"
