My dad was a drug lord, biggest drug lord there was. His name was Carlos Cortez but in the streets they called him Lucien, why? I don't know and I don't care. My dad kept me away from everything that he did in the streets, he even changed my name ju...
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At this point everybody was pointing guns at each other. Malcom's niggas was pointing there guns at dad's people and dad's people was pointing guns at Malcom's people, which was my fucking family.
Malcom, Monty and Kyden was sitting down in the booth across from Draco, me and dad. Literally all them niggas was looking at Draco with the meanest mugs in mug history. Draco obviously ain't give a fuck and dad fought this shit funny.
"So what y'all finna mug Draco like he's the problem? Well he is but it's this nigga fault." I said and motioned to dad.
Dad gripped my leg and squeezed it tight a little to fucking tight. Kyden must have seen because he almost reached over the table and punched my dad straight in the face but he stopped when we heard guns clicking.
"Oh my god don't shoot!" I yelled and closed my eyes.
This finna be a motherfucking blood bath.
"Can we do this without all the fucking guns?" I asked with my eyes still closed.
Nobody said nothing so I slowly opened my eyes, bitches still had they guns out.
"Can we do this my way please? Since it's obvious nobody want me to get hurt?" I said looking from my brother and then to my dad.
They were both still glaring at each other then my dad slowly stood up with his hands up and slid out the booth.
"One in front, two in back." My dad said and then I got up and took his guns from the places he said they were.
Monty was the first from our side to stand up and I smiled. I sat my dad's gun on a booth that was a couple booths down from ours, then I went to go and take Montys. I took Monty guns and this bitch had two in front, two in back. My son came to shut shit down.
I felt like taking everyone's guns was going to take forever so I told my dad and my brother to tell there people to leave. My dad peoples left reluctantly and my brothers peoples left too except for Zay, he ain't trust neither my dad or Draco. So he stayed but he stood off to the side. I took my brother and Kyden's guns before I took Dracos because I believed that Draco wouldn't try no funny shit.
He did seem to somewhat care for me.
Now since everyone's gun was taken I went back to take a seat but my dad stood up which caused everyone else to stand up.
"Sit the fuck down, I don't trust her." My dad said and started patting me down.
"I know you see what I'm wearing, where imma hide a gun at?" I said as my dad patted down my left leg being all fucking extra.
"Yeah whatever." He said and finished patting me down.
I was about to sit next to Monty but dad grabbed my arm and pushed me into the spot next to Draco.
