Chapter 2

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CAIRO

When my eyes met shorty next door i knew i had to have her. My nigga Ant lived right next to her and i couldn't even believe that he hadn't told me about her. Maybe because he wasn't into that or something but while i was over here i needed to know more about her before i made a move.

Im Cairo, y'all don't need to know my full government, it ain't important to nobody but the feds. I'm the leader of Vice Kings, a known gang around LA. Before y'all start thinking i'm the typical dope dealing gang leader i wanna set it straight that i'm nothing like any of the niggas around LA. I was born into struggle and i made my own way for myself! Fuck family! Fuck friends! I had two people i considered close to me, closer than blood and that was Ant and Shano. My own sperm donor tried to take me out after he saw how notorious i was getting around LA! My mama overdosed when i was just 5 years old and my older sister took care of me until i reached my freshmen year of highschool. After that she even left me to be by myself. So when i say i don't give mercy to nobody i mean that shit! And when i say i don't have loyalty to nobody but myself and my bloodas i meant that shit too! LA would be mine if i had to clear out everybody and start over again!

I locked the door behind me plopping down on the couch putting my glock on the table. Ant went into the background coming out with a black duffle bag.

I smirked grabbing it and peaking inside, "I see you finally got ole dude to pay up huh what you do beat his ass" i said taking a band out.

"Nah i made that nigga stage a suicide and robbed that shit..we should be fine for now i had a couple of the guys go in and make sure" he said plopping down on the other couch lighting up a blunt. I swear this dude was always high as hell.

"I had a quick question though.." i said zipping the bag back up, he just looked at me indicating for me to go " Whose the lil baddie next door, if i lived next to her she wouldn't be able to walk...then she had that robe on standing there without a care in the world"

"I think her name like Chantell or some shit i hear the old head on the other side calling after her..i think that nigga trying to hit though" he took a long inhale of the blunt before exhaling through his nose, "I mean i only see her when she leave and come back home round this time she bad but you know i'm in love with them lil darkskin babies"

"Yea yeen gotta get into it bruh..listen you see her again lemme know i wanna try to spit some game or some" i got up grabbing the bag walking out. Chantell...Chantell was bout to get her walls knocked loose by a real street nigga. I got in my car and headed back cross town.

Despite dealing in different hoods and doing what i do i managed to get me a place in the hills away from all the drama. I had multiple traps and enough dudes to be at each one of em. I pulled into my garage bypassing Shano's car in the driveway. He was the only one that had a key to my house, i was closer to him than i was to Ant, Shano got to really live the life while Ant wanted to stay lowkey and remain in the hood, i guess he wanted to keep an eye on things although he claimed that i had turned a little "hollywood" on him on certain things.

I closed the garage coming inside to be hit with Shano's shitty ass singing. This nigga swear he was another Chris brown when he sang any damn song.

"MAKING loOOOoooVeee fAAAAcESS MAKING LOOOve fAA-" i heard him screaming before turning the house radio the fuck off.

"Aye shano what i told you bout tryna break windows with your voice. You can't sing nigga stop trying especially with the high notes g" i said dropping the bag on the floor going to the kitchen where he was.

"Nigga i sounded just like Trey Songz you just hating, how you think i get so much hoes besides my looks" he laughed, i sat on the stool at the island watching him make a sandwich. I swear this nigga a fool.

"Shano you be drugging most the bad ones you bring home with you we both know this" i joked grabbing the pitcher of tea he left out, drinking it.

"Nah you a hater don't worry though when i drop my singing mixtape imma blast that bitch through the whole house i swear" he grabbed his plate turning to grab the tea before realizing it was gone. "Damn nigga the tea never last past two days with you around imma start hiding shit from you..whats the next move we got other people to watch shit to do or not?"

"I got something i gotta do...well something imma attempt to do. Tomorrow friday enjoy the day off" my mind drifted back to Chantell standing in the doorway with just a robe. I swear i ain't see something like her since highschool after all these hoes i fucked with she seemed like she would be different. Maybe i was just way ahead of myself with this one.

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