The scene was a blur of chaos as sounds of Submachine guns ricochetted through the blurs of bodies that were running to either take cover or respond with a weapon of their own. Savannah stood there absolutely frozen in an all too real feeling of Déjà vu from five years ago.
No, she panicked inwardly, Not again.
Mama, she continued screaming inwardly mistaking the present scene before her as the one of the past. She visualized a middle-aged dark-skinned woman who resembled her hit the ground.
"Yo, what are you doing?!"A voice screamed at her snapping her out of her trance.
Savannah felt a body tackle her to the ground as shots were being fired in front of her.
As her eyes gain focus, she could see the person who tackled her was Zay.
Zay picked her up from the ground bridal style. He ran swiftly to a green classic Buccaneer parked near stone the tunnel underneath the Carnival. He tossed her carelessly in the back seat and started up the car.
Savannah stared blankly at Zay as he sped away from the tunnel through a throng of pistol-packing Ballas. He tossed Savannah an Uzi.
"You know, you should make yourself useful and start blasting motherfuckers," Zay suggested tensely.
Savannah, surprisingly not snapping back at him followed his orders and got up from lying on the seat and started firing away out the window.
Savannah blasted and eliminated as many Ballas Gang members as possible until Zay finally made it off the Beach.
Savannah doubled checked by looking back making sure there weren't any cops or cars following them. Savannah sighed in relief. She turned her attention back to Zay in the front seat.
"Where's my Pops? Is he alright," Savannah fired quickly at Zay. Zay glanced at her and returned back to the road.
"Yeah, he's fine Loc Dawg got him out of there in time. He is on his way back to Grove with him."Zay replied apathetically.
Savannah sighed once again in relief and clasped her hand over her breast.
Thank you, God.
"What the hell happened back there?! I thought the FAM was on high alert for shit like this?! DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY FUCKING PEOPLE GOT SHOT BACK THERE?! IT WAS A FUCKING BLOOD BATH!" Savannah screamed at Zay.
She needed someone to blame.
Her heart bleeds deeply for the people who died at a seemingly innocent affair.
"If I would've known what was going to happen back there, don't you think we would've came prepared," Zay shot back acidly.
For the first time tonight, his voice had an angry edge to it.
Savannah stopped talking.
Zay continued mostly to himself. "If they want war, they'll get that shit."Zay decreed as Grove Street came more into view.
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Cleanin' Up The Hood
RandomWith Sweet dead and her Pops, Carl Johnson, struggling to keep the family afloat, it's up to Vee to take down rival gangs that are poisoning and attacking their hood. The real question is can her and Zay, her Pop's young protégé, quit arguing and fi...