For some reason I couldn't see chapter 7 all the way so I redid it.
Louie Pov
I know my girl Gucci down about the H.I.V. thing and I am too. I mean who wouldn't. I can't wait until she get that nigga Ben because if she don't I will! I don't play about my bestfriend. Neither one of them.
After leaving the doctor with Gucci I dropped her and Prada off then I headed home. Its been 2 months since the shooting and I was tired from all the running back and forth from hospitals with Gucci and needed a break.
I pulled up to my house and got out. When I got to my door I noticed it was already unlocked. I dug in my purse and pulled out my. 40.
I slowly opened the door walking in. As I slowly walked in I heard somebody in the kitchen. I slowly walked in the kitchen ready to shoot whoever.
"Ahhhhhhh " my 16 year old sister Tarneisha screamed.
"Girl what the hell? " I asked.
"You scared the shit out of me" she said.
"What the hell is you doing here in the middle of the day? Why you not in school? " I asked.
"Umm we had a half day so I didn't go at all." She said. She looked nervous af
"Half day? Don't play me like I'm stupid Tar. Why the fuck are you here?" I yelled.
I heard a door open upstairs then close. I looked at Tar and it looked like she was about to busted.
"Who the fuck do you got in my house? " I yelled looking at her. I made my way upstairs with her following behind me and when I got to one of the guest rooms I opened it and wasn't nobody in there.
"I suggest you tell yo friend to come out of hiding before I bust his ass" I said digging in my purse for my gun again.
"Okay okay. Byron come out. " she yelled.
"Byron? "I yelled then he came out the bathroom slowly.
"Hey sis?" He smiled.
"Hey sis my ass. What the fuck is yall doing here alone? " I yelled. See Byron is Gucci baby brother. He 15 and a complete ladies man. He can sing, rap and dance. He play all sports and got a bright future for himself. He don't get caught up in street drama like everybody else.
"We was out of school today. " he smiled.
"I'm so tired I can't even deal with this right now. Y'all better not been fucking in my house. " I yelled. I was really exhausted and then Dank want me to ride with him tomorrow morning to pick up his friends from jail.
I knew I had to get up early so I took a hot shower threw on some yoga shorts and a wife beater and laid down. Before my head hit the pillow I was sleep and slept through the whole night.
When my alarm went off on my phone I got up and went to the bathroom. It's 5:30 in the morning and the drive is for 3 hours. I'm still tired. After showering and getting myself together I started to get dressed. I put on a red and white PINK jogging suit with my Red UGGS. I threw my hair in a messy bun and put on my screw back earrings. I grabbed my phone, my purse and my keys and was out the door. I hopped in my Candy Red Range Rover and headed to Gucci and Dank house.
When I got there and parked I noticed that same red SUV was still there. I walked up to the door and used my key to open it. I heard Dank yelling in the kitchen on the phone with his Baby Mama Paris.
"Man bitch I don't care. I got moves to make. I take care of my kids and yo ass so don't question me about shit." He yelled then hung up the phone.
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