Chapter 7

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^^^Azariah
Gunz Pov

"What team? The team who be selling drug, killing people and can get caught anytime? Hell nah I aint doing that shit!" Azariah said.

"We never get caught. All the cops that work under me aint no pig" I said.

"Dont you sound dumb as fuck. Cops ARE pigs!" She said looking at me like im dumb.

"Aight, chill because the last person who fussed at me got killed. I'm making an exception for you but you ticking me off, shorty"

"Aight." She said calming down. "But i aint working for you"

"I just need you for one job, that's it" i said.

"Nope. Not doing it" she said.

"That's cool" I said walking away from her a little bit and turned around.

"See you when you get out" I shrugged, waving at her.

"Get out of what?" She said.

"Jail." I said simply.

"What you mean? They on to me?" She asked.

"Nah, but they will be when i tell them" I said.

"Bitchhhh" she mumbled under her breath in a high pitch voice.

I turned around to face her and looked at her, waiting for an answer.

"Aight, jackass, ill do it." She said with her arms crossed.

I nodded my head and looked towards wesson.

"Lets take her to the condo" i said.

He nodded his head yeah and left the room with fo'tea.

"So what kinda job is it" she asked.

"Ill tell you later. Now, were gonna take you to where you gone stay"

"Ok" she said. I watched as she walked up the stairs, towards the exit.

Damn her ass is fat.

I look towards a dead zay.

"She killed the shit outta you, homeboy" i said and left the room.

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At the condo/ azariah pov

I look at the inside of the condo amazed. The outside look ghetto as fuck but the inside is amazing. Niggas living ghetto fabulous.

"So, tomorrow we got a lot to do. We gotta plan, inform, and make you look good" gunz said as he look at his phone.

"Whatchu tryna say. Im ugly?" I asked.

"No. Just saying we need to work on you" he said still looking at his phone.

"Sis dont stress. We sexy as fuck! Nigga just mad cause his sister wanna look like you and his main bitch probably ugly"

"Whatever." I said under my breath.

"So as i was saying, we got a lot of stuff to do so you probably wanna go to sleep now" he said.

"But, i gotta take a shower."i said.

"And?"

"I dont got nothing to wear."

"Clothes in the closet" he said.

I gave him a look and made my way to the master bedroom. It look empty as fuck. I walked to the closet and seen a lot of clothes that look my size.

"This nigga mustve been stalking us or something. He got yo exact size."

I went looking through the closet and didnt see any panties or bras.

"Where the bras and shit, boy!" I yelled.

"In the drawer!" He yelled back .

I made my way to the drawers and seen a whole bunch of panties and bras that were my size. How does this nigga know my size?

"Thats crazy. What if you had a fat pussy and couldnt fit the panties."

"Man this voice in my head a trip" i mumbled under my breath, chuckling

I grabbed a pair of panties and a bra and a big ass t shirt.

I went in the bathroom and went in the closet grabbing a towel and a wash cloth.

I turned the shower on, hopped in, and began thinking about gene.

About how he used to be goofy and nice. How he would buy me whatever i wanted. How he would cuddle with me in bed. How he would take me to a gym and we would work out together.

What happened?

"Probably he got delusional. He probably was possessed. No...he was replaced by the devil"

What the fuck is this voice in my head on? This bitch crazy.

"Naw, WE crazy"

Im crazy.

I then hopped out the shower, drying myself off. I then put on the clothes and left the bathroom making my way to the room gunz was in before to find him sleeping on the couch.

I grabbed a pot out if the kitchen, put water in it, and poured it on the nigga.

"Snitch" i said as i watch him cough. He then looked at me with a devilish look. I started running away and he ran after me. I made it to the room before. When i was about to close the door, he bust through it and pushed me on the bed, getting on top of me.

His before devilish look was now a smirk.

"Dont mess with me" he whispered in my ear.

He then got off of me and left the room .

"Damn, bitch. You feel that?"

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