Chapter Three: A Little Bit Of Zac....

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"wheres my fuckin money at bruh? "

"I got ya man. gimme some more time."

"more time? nigga you got me all fucked up. you're playing with the wrong one cuh."

"Come on Zac. just give me some more time please."

"I done gave you enough time to pay up patna." Gun clicks " you keep playin with my money and little do you know. I ain't the one to be played with."

"aight aight aight. calm down." Puts his hands up. "Ima give you your money just gimme bout a hour."

"bruh. you really don't give a fuck bout yo life right now. with just one click, I can have you laid out right here and you talkin bout givin you a hour? you know when it comes to my money, ion play so why get my merchandise and not pay me?" I looked at him and saw fear written all over his face. That type of shit, I had no sympathy for.

"Zac, i was gon pay you last week bruh, real talk but i had a little emergency and i had to use the money and on top of that bruh, i just got fired from my job."

"Craig, you can't fool me. you can prolly fool theses other little pussy ass niggas out there but not me. I heard bout you and cuh, you done met the right one. I don't give a fuck bout what you're saying right now. you owe me bout lets see, 2 right? 2 grand. nigga you done fucked up and i'm here to collect." I pointed the gun to his face. I had that nigga pend to the fuckin wall so there was no way he could get through me and even if he did, we wouldn't make it that far. "POW" bullet straight to the head.

"please Zac. let me pay you instead. don't do this."

"when you were smoking my shit and sniffin em, did you think about what it would cost you if you didn't pay up? "

"um.."

"so why should i listen to you right now?"

"because you have a good heart man."

"Ha! see bruh thats where you're wrong. I have no heart and plus, i'm not gon kill you but i will make sure you never fuck with my money again." I pointed the gun to his right knee.

"Zac, come on man." He yelled. "ZACH!" I stared at him. "Please! Please!" He begged.

I stared at him and gave no fucks of him begging, I squeezed on the trigger but aimed at the wall as he jump. "that one was to scare you, the next one will be for real." I said, then he yelled.

"Okay okay okay." As he pulled out a stash of cash out his right pocket and handed it to me.

"Now, why would you have all this money on you and have me standing her threatening your life cuh? thats some fuckin dumb shit but see, here's where you're dumber then me cus, I knew you had the money on you and i was willing to kill you and take the money afterwards."

"its not mines. its my girl's."

"I don't give a fuck, you owe me and you gon pay me either way."

"ight. you got your money plus an extra 3 grand, now leave."

"bet. you can run along now ya little pussy, next time you won't leave here alive." As i backed away from him. He gave me a look and started walking. I watched him walk away and then i changed my mind about letting him leave without a scratch. "Aye Craig?" I said as i pointed the gun at his shoulder, he turned away and I squeezed on the trigger. "BANG." and he screamed. I walked over to him and looked down at him on the floor as he held on to his shoulder. "Next time, make sure you pay up on time." I Told him as he stared at me, blood all over his shirt. I turned around and Made my way out the alley into the main street where there was no life in site.

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