On The Run

Chapter 6👑

January 6th, 2019
12:35pm
Atlanta, GA

Show me something real something

Worth my time~

Ann Marie ride for me

Duchess

2 months after being shot I was healed enough to train without any problems. So today is the day standing in smoke backyard is the day. I start my journey of learn how to kill.

Smoke is the same mean asshole I ran into in the hallway of the hotel. That night in his bathroom was only time he touched me or was even in my presence. He would leave in the day and come back at night.

I was never alone though because smoke had niggas out side this big ass house watching me. I'm not allowed to leave by myself. Someone was always following me.

"Pick the gun up". Smoke says standing in the middle of the back yard.

I walk over to the table full of different guns. King told me the easiest one to shoot is the Glock 9. So that's the one I choose.

I griped the gun in my hand. It was heavy but not to much that  I couldn't handle.

"Spread your legs out to match your shoulders. Then aim at the Target on the tree. No one will hear the gun because as you can see no body lives around but me so just shoot and you will shoot to you have perfect aim." He says

I rolled my eye and I start to aim at the Target but missed it all the way. I tried again and still missed it. How is it so hard to just fucking shoot a gun.

As I tried to shoot again I felt a presence behind me and then tattooed arms match up with my arms. Smoke fixed the gun in my hands and then he put his fingers on top of mines on the trigger.

He then pushed down and made the bullet from in the gun hit right in the middle of the bull's-eye target. He then let go of me and stepped back.

"How the fuck". I muttered under my breath thinking he couldn't hear me.

"You have to clear you mind and fucking focus on the Target and take deep breaths. Center your shoulders and aim." I did exactly what he said and then I placed my finger on the trigger and shot the gun. The bullet hit right where smokes hit.

"Fuck yeah". I said doing a lil twerk. I hit that shit. I have  became so much  more comfortable around here and have made my self to a whole new person. All my brusies and cuts have healed leaving minor scars. I have bettered myself mentally and had been better being me. Not shy not timid and definitely not scared.

"Ok now try again and hit it with out the steps". Smoke says as he lights a blunt up puffing it and letting the smoke come out his mouth slowly into the air.

"I don't think I can". I say with a roll of my eyes.

"Did you try". Smoke says dumping some ashes off of his blunt.

I didn't respond I just aimed the gun again and shot. I missed the target hitting the tree.

"You need to ease of the trigger because your jerking and it causing the gun to jolt fucking up your aim". He says picking up a gun aiming at the Target hitting it in the same spot over and over again.

Now How the fuck he do that shit? I don't know but I want be just like that no if and buts about it. I want to be ready when a mother fucker decides to roll up on me. I refuse to be in that position I was in back then I will be helpless again I put that on Gabby.