Rhymes of Passion

Chapter 7

Deuce's POV

I hopped out the car, made my way to where the bathroom window was. I gotta move quick, I didn't completely know the niggas who just bust into Drivers crib, but I've seen them around a few places. I knew one of them was trigger happy and didn't mind leaving a body behind. I made it to the window... I thought to myself, shit, should've known it wouldn't be as easy as Robb made it seem, this bitch locked, gotta find another way in. Time is against me right now, because chances are they might kill this nigga because he'll run off at the mouth and say something that'll make them dump lead into his fuckin nugget. People don't know the Driver me and Robb know. Driver has a darkside, with a temper to match, but let him tell it, Robb is the trouble maker. I've seen first hand how the nigga with the baby face and calm demeanor can immediately go from zero to a hundred in a matter of seconds. Walking past the window that looked into Driver's kitchen, I squatted so I could get a good look in without being spotted. I took a peep in, couldn't quite see Driver or the other jackboy with the yellow ski mask, but I got a quick glimpse of the one in the blue ski mask as he tore through Driver's crib. It's clear they had an idea of what they were looking for. Out of frustration, the nigga with the blue ski mask made his way back to where Driver and his partner in crime were, but shit I couldn't see beyond that point. Time to check another window. I made my way to the opposite side of the outer part of the apartment, where Driver's bedroom was, it was cracked. I gently removed the screen from it and slid the window open and made my way in. I could hear the front door slam close. "Shit" I thought to myself. I heard a set of footsteps making its way towards the room I was in. Next thing you know Driver was hemming me up against the wall. His Hands were tightly gripped around my neck. "SO YOU WAS WITH THEM NIGGAS WHO JUST BUMRUSHED INTO MY FUCKIN HOUSE? You tried to line me up Motherfucka?!" From the looks of it, I could see how he could assume that. He was steaming with anger, the veins in his neck and forehead began to protrude, his eyes filled with rage. I tried to formulate words but the grasp he had around my neck began to tighten even more. I kept trying to shake my head and get the words "No" out in hopes he'd give me a chance to explain myself. Then a thought hit me, I reached in my waistband for my gun, I thought to myself, I pray that he doesn't assume I'm pulling this out on him, I hope he's smart enough to get the hint. I tossed the nine on the floor. Driver's attention immediately diverted to the gun hitting the hardwood floor. His grasp loosened up. As I inhaled and exhaled letting the air make its way back though my wind pipes, I thought to myself "Thank God!!!" Then suddenly my phone rings...

Driver's POV

Whoever those niggas were knew exactly what they were looking for, I loosely had an idea, they didn't find it, They did leave with my living room TV and a few hundred dollars I had in pocket. I immediately jumped up and ran towards my bedroom to go get my piece. To my surprise, I saw Deuce in my bedroom, I immediately ran towards him infuriated. Before I knew it my hands were gripped around his neck, while I was yelling in his face. His feet were damn near off the ground, I was asking him questions that I knew he couldn't answer due to the fact I was trying my best to choke the life out of him. How could he do this shit to me? Even though sometimes we don't see eye to eye, due to his relationship with Robb, I treat this lil mafucka like family, I treat him like he's my little brother. And this the fuckin thanks I get? I should bash his fuckin head into the fuckin wall. I could end his shit right now, his life is literally in my fuckin hands. His hands stopped flailing around, his lips moved but nothing but grunts and gasping came from his mouth. All of a sudden he tosses his gun on the ground. I slowly started to loosen my grip, if he wanted to he could've pulled the trigger but instead he tossed it. I let go of his neck as he gasped for air... "Explain yaself" I demanded. Still gasping for air, his phone began to ring. He reached into his pocket and handed me his cellphone. I looked at the screen, it was Robb Man. Still catching his breath Deuce motioned for me to answer it as he picked his gun off the floor sliding it back into his waistband. I answered it. "Yeeeeeer, Yo Deuce let Driver know, I'm following these niggas that just left his crib!!" "Yo it's Me, What the fuck is going on?" I shouted into the phone. Robb Man began to share the details of everything. He explained to me why Deuce was coming into my crib, he explained him being in pursuit of the fools who left my house and him trailing in behind them. He told me whenever they pull up to their location he'll send us the addy. As me and Robb was talking there was a knock at the door, Deuce grabbed his piece and headed to the front door, I went to the closet to get mine. Robb was on the phone frantically asking what was going on, I told him to hold on as I made my way to the living room where Deuce was. I saw Deuce and the pizza delivery man exchanging money. Told Robb to hit us with the info whenever he got what we needed. Handed Deuce his phone back as he handed me the pizza. Deuce looked at me rubbing his neck still feeling the effects of my actions. He looked at me with a cold look of intensity and spoke, "The next time you ever attempt to do some shit like that to me again, I won't hesitate to put a fuckin bullet in ya skull, misunderstanding or not." I nodded, I didn't like being threatened but I respected it.

About 2 hours later, there we sat parked outside of the dudes crib who robbed me. It took me and Deuce some time to get here, we had to dress for the occasion. We also stopped by Robb's crib to get him the necessary attire suited for the job, being that he didn't want to take eyes off the residence. We found out that their names were Shane and Mac, they were cousins and well known jackboys. This shit was perfect, I gotta admit sometimes Robb is a fuckin genius. These niggas would never expect the nigga they just robbed to immediately rob them back. Shiiid if they're known jackboys it could be a bunch of niggas trying to line them up. I grew anxious, it felt like hours had gone by. I was ready to go in and get this shit over with. Looking at the time on my phone, it was a quarter past 3. Robb said he would give us a signal from his car when it was time to move. It was silent between me and Deuce. I could tell he still hadn't gotten over what transpired earlier. I wasn't good at apologizing and even if I did, his pride wouldn't let him accept it. Shit I know I wouldn't. But it's best that I attempt to say sorry anyway, I don't want to be looking over my shoulders and not only that, I don't want tension between us. "Yo Deuce, I just wanna say I'm sorr..." Before I could finish getting the words out Deuce pointed at Robb's flicking on and off a flashlight. "That must be the signal!!!" We pulled out ski masks over our faces and grabbed our pieces, I guess the apology will just have to wait. It was an old worn down house, shit looked like it needed to be condemned. An old 1997 gray Grand Marquis with chipped paint sat parked on the grass, a couple feet away was parked a Silver Honda Accord. We decided to circle the house from both sides, Robb and Deuce circled it from the left I took the right until we ultimately made our way back to the front. Robb told Deuce to wait by the back door. Me and him were going to kick down the front and enter from there. We got in and got out, shit went smoother than I thought it would. We just hit the ultimate lick. Niggas had damn near everything you could think of in that bitch. We cleaned the house out from top to bottom and left them with a flat tire a piece on each vehicle that was in their yard. Couldn't risk them niggas trying to follow us the way Robb did them... We made it back to Robb's crib equally split the takings amongst the three of us. Robb kept the drugs, Deuce kept the laptops and a few other pieces of tech. Shiid I didn't care about any of that, the money was all I cared about. I pulled Deuce to the side and finally gave him that apology I owed him, we peaced it up. Shiiid what ended up a fucked up night turned out to be a good one. Crazy how the universe works. After I left Robb's crib, I made it home. I straightened up the inside of my crib, I'm kinda a neat freak due to how my momma raised me. Every time something looked messy or unorganized I could hear her in my head yelling at me. I went and took the money we got from the lick and hid it in my secret hiding spot in my bedroom closet, it was a little opening I crafted a few months after moving in here. I had an idea of what those niggas was looking for, I chuckled to myself but they would've never found it. I took three hundred dollars out for myself and put the rest away with everything that resided in my little secret compartment. I jumped in the shower, after that I decided to heat some of that pizza up. I took a look at my phone, I guess I didn't realize through all the shit that transpired that Miss Trendy had called me. I looked at the time and thought to myself it's too late to call her. What if I shoot her a text? I battled back and forth with what excuses I could give her as to why I didn't answer her calls. I'm not stupid enough to tell her the truth. Shiid ion know her that well just yet, that pretty motherfucka could be the police for all I know. After giving it some thought and finishing my pizza, I decided to wait until it was an appropriate time of day to call her. Hell she's probably sleep anyway, plus I got work in the next few hours. Battle rap don't pay my bills but construction does, a nigga gotta make money to survive. My thoughts slowly began to transition to thinking about Trendy and all the things we spoke about. She seemed cool, like she had a good head on her shoulder, on top of being sexy as hell. Just something about her I can't put my finger on. Well I'm hoping when we go out I at least get to solve the mystery that is Miss Trendy.