K.E. P.O.V
"What the fuck are you doing yo'!?! Put yo' blower up!!"
Aj says getting in my face. I looked at this nigga' like he had three legs, three arms, and three heads.
Who the fuck he think he talking to!?!
I looked at my gun then looked at him. He sighed.
Yes nigga, pipe the fuck down.
I know what I'm doing. He trynna' talk to me like I'm some fuckin' little ass kid, then he has the audacity to speak to me after the stunt he pulled this morning.
He must be sniffing his own supply.
He lucky I love and know his ass or I would put a bullet between his eyes too.
"News flash nigga I'm a grown ass woman. Come correct when you talking to me or yo' ass gon' be layin' next to him".
We both look down at the bastard. I'd send a clean up crew to handle his body. I had this under control which is something Armon didn't understand.
When I looked up he was staring at me and he had a look of confusion on his face. Why? I would never know.
I rolled my eyes. Dumb ass.
I was about to walk away but this nigga grabbed my arm, he just wouldn't let up off me. Damn.
"Calm yo' shit aight? I know you grown but that don't mean shit when somebody catch you on a murder charge. They putting niggas down in the slums at least 10 years for this shit". He was now close to me making sure our surroundings were clear.
Blah Blah and fuckin' Blah. How stupid does he think I am?
I shrugged and looked down. His body would be nothing but dust in a couple of hours. I know the consequences in all the actions I make. As well as my lifestyle.
Armon and I are from two different gangs. The gang he's affiliated with is called Silent Murders. AJ and his play brother Roy was officially from silent murders gang when he was 16. Roy had a hard time growing up and Armon's mother was a single mom she had a job and worked the night hours but they still struggled. Armon was tired of his mom working so many hours, and Roy needed to help his mom with bills and burying his sister.
They were coming in with heat when they first got in the game. They got their money by all means necessary.
In highschool when he had money I had money, and Yaz had money. He took care of us whenever he could. Soon the OG's of silent murders turned in their street card and passed them on to Roy and Armon. They've been running the shit since then.
I was officially from Blood Men Gang gang when I was 17. My family was struggling at the time as well because my Mother and Father were put on a pending murder case from their past, and the IRS snatched their money because they were fugitives. We didn't have a dime, there were days my father went starving so me and my ma' could eat. AJ helped out as much as he could but then he got locked up.
I was the only girl on the hit squad when I joined in. Every run I made, I got 10,000 for it, this was also around the time I started my internship at Kaiser. I was only making runs on call and I went to Kaiser everyday after school. How I maintained good grades in school is beyond me. Here I am 5 years later running Blood Men Gang with my partner.
Armon knows how it is out here so I don't know why he all shook up right now.
"You should know first hand how it is out here Armon so I don't wanna' hear no bullshit. He been running from me and he owed me money, you know the routine" This shit ain't nothing new.
"Be careful man. Call me when you get where your going. " He said.
"I don't think your girlfriend would like that" I called over my shoulder as I headed to my car. I got in my car rolled a blunt and headed to the trap house instead of home. This night just got hot.
