When Trey arrives at the trap he knows he has to be on time to Jazmine birthday surprise so he tries to be quick.
Trey- What's up Fool.
Sam-What's good bro
Trey-Aint shit, but why you call me here fool.
Sam-Why you in such a rush son?
Trey-Yuh know its jazz b-day party tonight.
Sam-Oh yeah, but anyway we gotta make this drop.
Trey-How much we lookin at?
Sam-About 30K
Trey-Damn to who?
Sam- These white boys from uptown.
Trey-Bet. Let me call Jazz and we can roll out.
Sam-Make It Quick fool they waiting.
*Phone Convo*
Trey-Hey Sexy
Jazz-Hey baby What's Up
Trey-Nothing Just checkin on you seeing how the shopping is going.
Jazz-It's going ok...
Trey-Oh and......HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABYGIRL!!!!!!
Jazz-Thank you bae
Trey-Your welcome baby cant wait to see you tonight.
Jazz-Same here baby see you tonight.
Trey-Okay baby.
*Phone Convo Over*
Trey & Sam roll out to uptown.
In the car Trey says his prayer and goes in following after Sam.
White Boy # 1- What Up Sam.
Sam-What's up, This My Boy Trey.
White Boy # 1 nods his head to say what's up to Trey.
Sam- Ard So Cash First.
White Boy # 1- Hold On My Dude You Can't Come Up Here Thinking Your Running Shit.
Sam looks at him like he stupid.
Sam-Look here you called my phone nigga so it look like me and my homeboy running shit tonight.
White Boy # 2 walks in with a gun pointing at the back of Sam head.
White Boy # 2- Watch your mouth we running that shit home boy.
Trey-Aye chill out it ain't that serious...
White Boy # 2 cuts Trey off and turns the gun on him instead of Sam.
White Boy # 2- Look you shut the fuck up we running shit and what we say goes so don't FUCKING SPEAK UNLESS WE SAY SOMETHING TO YOU SLIM.
Trey gets pissed.
*Trey's Thoughts*
Who the fuck is this bitch nigga talking to let alone pointing a piece at me. Niggas must have forgot who the fuck I am.
*End Of Thoughts*
White Boy #1- Now that we got everything settled you show we show simple as that.
Sam still has this confused and pissed expression on his face. He pulls out his gun and let's off two bullets in the first white boy head. He turns and before he knew it the second white boy has the gun in his face. Trey pulls out his gun and points it at the second white boy.
White boys face went completely red with rage but also a surprised look on his face.
Trey-Have You Lost Your Damn Mind I'm The Biggest Lord Around Here Ya heard Me So I don't know where you and fake ass wanna be boss thought YALL was running but it ain't me or my homeboy. Sam get his gun grab the package let's be out this bitch.
Trey turns to grab the money when
Sam goes for the white boy gun and it goes off. Sam body drops to the floor like a bag of rocks. Trey turns around and he is shot.
White boy # 2 grabs the money and the package and jumps in his car and speeds off.
Both Trey and Sam was on the ground both shot. Trey moves slowly towards Sam he sees that Sam body is cold his homeboy from the 7th grade lays cold and dead. Trey screams out and starts to cry. Trey grabs his phone and call his boys. He closes Sam eyes.
*Phone Convo*
Trey-*raspy voice * Yo Fool it just got real.
Desmond-Yo Fool what the fuck happened and where you at Jazz looking for do you need me and the boys to ride out?
Trey-Yall ride out...Des...Sam Dead Fool These White Boys From Uptown Killed Him. I'm hit....
Desmond-Trey?? Bro you there?
*five minutes goes by*
The phone hangs up.
Desmond calls the boys and tell them ride out Trey in trouble.
Desmond runs out and text's tiara.
*Text Convo*
Des-Boo shit just got real get my sister and go to the hospital NOW!!
Tiara-OMG ok we going.
*Text Convo Over*
Y'all stay tuned. Is Trey a Okay? Will He Live? Find Out Next Chapter. Hope Y'all Like The Story.
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