Retributed: Chapter 33
~LJ P.O.V.~
Our night last night was fuckin' great. We ended up staying out in San Francisco and by we, I mean Joel and I.
Since its summer vacation and I don't want to waste it, I figured some fake I.D's would get us pretty far and of course it did. Starting with I got my IRG tattoo behind my left ear, don't care what Mom says or if she threatens to remove it... I'll just grow new skin and re-tattoo it on till she gives up ripping it off.
"I don't even wanna go back home." I said rubbing the towel all over my head to dry up my hair. Joel and I ended up getting a hotel room for the night so we didn't have to go back home. "I wanna move out."
"I don't wanna go home either but I miss my bed." Joel laughed as he slipped on his white t-shirt. "Is your phone blown up?" He asked as he was looking intensely through his phone. "Like I got texts from Dad that got me worried."
I walked over to the desk my phone was sitting on, pulling it off the charger, I had a series of texts from Ty.
"Any of yours say to keep away from the house and trap?" I questioned to him.
"Yeah, Dad told me to not go to IRG or NBG's trap. Stay away from Trey's house and potentially Breezy's house, it's not safe at any of those locations. Then just now he said stay away from traps and to let him know if I'm coming back to the house." We exchanged each other's phone and took a look at each other's odd messages.
"You think there was some kind of bust?" He shrugged his shoulders. "Don't tell me we missed out on another gang war." Bruh that'd be weak as shit if we did, I stay waiting for that type of action all year long and the one night I choose to leave Oakland is when shit goes down? That's straight up dumb as fuck. We handed each other back our phones and of course I had a snap already from Mercedes, I kinda felt annoyed 'cause she's kinda needy and I can't have all that neediness around me.
"I texted Breezon to see if maybe he knew anything. C'mon, let's finish up here and had back home, I wanna know what's going on." Agreed, I need to know.
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"Thanks 'Talia for coming to get us." I said as I sat shotgun. "You know anything of what may or may not have went down last night?" Her ass looked like she had a hella rough night. Hair not even brushed, just thrown up in a true messy bun. That wasn't like her at all, she may as well have been a zombie. "Rough night much?"
"Yeah some shit went down." She began. I wasn't gonna interrupt as she continued to explain the events of last night... by the time she finished, my lower jaw might as well have been stuck to the floor of her car.
"Not T-Money. Nah, he wouldn't do that to Ivanna." I instantly said but she nodded slowly. "Y'all got the wrong nigga, I know damn well my brother would not do that to our sister. Especially him, if anyone was to aim a gun at Ivanna, it'd be me." I know that sounds really fuckin' bad, I'm aware but she and I got a love-hate relationship so it would make more sense that out of all her brothers and even cousins, I'd be the one to have her cornered and at gun point.
"Is everyone okay?" Joel asked as I just sat here shocked. I can't see Trey doing that, I really can't.
"Breezy got shot in the leg, Ivanna has some cuts and stuff, so does Trey but other than that everyone is good." Natalia said as we were pulling up to Mom and Dad's house.
"It had to be a clone, my T-Money wouldn't do that, 'Talia."
"It was him, LJ. We all know it was him. So right now we don't know anything of what's going on. I'm gonna go and get Ivanna, bring her here and let her get some sleep." She pulled in through the large iron gate and I opened my door to get out. "I'll text you when I'm on the way back."
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Retributed
General FictionThis is the tenth and final book to my Thug Love Series. Follow through the eyes of the uprising second generation as they establish themselves in the drug game and figure out themselves, more importantly where there trust lies and who they can inve...