Nothing But Trouble

Chapter 5

Isla POV...

One month later....

It's been a month and a half since I seen Y/N. She claims she been in the "studio" with Durk and Von. Im currently 3 months pregnant and I feel like we're drifting apart and there's nothing I can do, it's not like I can leave the house without my daddy being on my ass. My daddy still looking for her and hasn't stopped yet.

"Momma!" I yelled towards the stairs.

"Im in the kitchen girl." She said walking out the kitchen.

What the hell I swear she was upstairs.

"Oh. My bad." I laughed.

She walked around the couch and sat down on the right side of me looking straight ahead.

"What are you watching Issy?" Momma asked.

"Ummm...big mouth." I told her.

She nodded still looking ahead.

"Momma where is daddy at? She hasn't been home in 2 days." I asked confused.

"No...she was here last night but you were sleeping." She said still staring at the tv.

"Momma?" I said in a questioning voice.

"Hmmm?" She hummed still looking at the tv.

"Look at me." I told her.

She slowly turned towards me with her head down biting her lip.

"Look up momma." I sternly ordered her.

She lifted her head still biting her lip. Her right eye was swollen and turning purple and black.

"Momma what happened to your eye?!" I exclaimed while grabbing her face gently. Softly turning her head from left to right doing a quick examination of her eye.

"Your daddy came home and she was angry, I didn't know why so I asked her so I could help her calm down and she just snapped." She told me with tears in her eyes.

"Momma. It's not safe for us here anymore. I have a baby on the way and daddy is way too unpredictable, I don't want my baby in harms way. We have to leave at some point, daddy is putting her hands on you like you a whole nigga." I whispered softly.

"Isla you don't understand I can't leave." She pleaded.

"But no one is stopping you. You not trapped or alone." I told her.

"I just can't." She said getting choked up. She got up and went to her room.

Y/N Pov.....

"Just got some top from dis stripper bitch she from Kankakee" I told Durk.

Right now we in the car hitting some blocks. Von in the backseat on his phone.

"Bitches be grimy stay on top ya hear me." He told me. Durk and Von are the brothers I never had. They been down wit me since I was a youngin. We done went through interrogations together even got booked for each other or wit each other. Them niggas my day ones right there.

Von phone start going off again and he declined it.

"Who blowing ya shit up like that." Durk asked.

"Just a hoe of course these bitches be bored." Von answered back.

Then I get this gut feeling that something ain't right.

"Something ain't right." Von said looking around pulling out his glock and putting it in his lap. Me and Durk did them same.

Pulling up to the light for some reason I stopped. Von phone went off again and he declined it.

Looking to my right I see that flexing nigga and Beyoncé in the car. Then he upped his pipe. Beyoncé shot first then bullets start flying. Speeding off I start shooting at them getting closer to them as Von and Durk start letting them jawns go.

Feeling something hot hit my chest I drop my gun and speed up busting a quick left while they went right.

"Y'all niggas good?" I asked breathing heavy.

"Naw nigga I'm hit." Von said. I looked in the rear view mirror and see him clutching his shoulder.

"Im straight." Durk said looking around making sure they ain't following us.

15 minutes later...

Pulling up to Durk crib we all hop out and I observe my car. My shit fucked up damn.

Walking through the front door I go straight for the living room and sit on the couch.

"Indiaaaa!" I screamed towards the stairs. A couple seconds later I hear footsteps and my sister walked in the living room.

"Tazzz!" India exclaimed running into my arms. Her happy mood was soon gone once she seen Von.

"Oh my god your bleeding! What happened?!" She asked worried already grabbing the first aid kit.

"Them nigga shot at us and that bitch was wit them." Von said getting angry as India start patching him up.

Out of no where I got dizzy and my chest start getting tight. Leaning back on the couch to relax some. I start coughing.

"You good Y/N?" Durk asked me.

"Y-yeah." I slurred.

India rushed over to me and leaned on me. I start coughing again and put my hand to my mouth.

"Damn." I said still dizzy. India leaned up and looked at me.

"What's that on ya shirt?" I asked her looking at a red stain. She scrunched up her eyebrows looking down confused.

I start coughing violently and my throat started to burn, feeling something wet on my lips I wiped it off with my hand.

Looking at my hand I seen some blood confused I looked back up.

"Y/NN what's wrong?" India asked scared. Then her eyebrows rose and she quickly went into full mom mode.

Patting me down her hand stopped at my chest. My vision and hearing started going in and out.

"Taz no!" India screamed. Next thing I know my jacket is getting pulled off and something is pressing on my chest.

"Taz stay up man." Von said slapping me lightly on my face.

"What the hell going on?" I mumbled.

"You got hit in ya chest Taz, them niggas was aiming for you. But why?" Durk questioned confused.

"I got Isla pregnant." I finally admit.

"So what that gotta do wit this situation?" Von asked.

"The girl in the passenger seat was her daddy, she caught us together, she don't like me. She know we tried to set up Duck she be they gang. That dirty bitch double crossed us." I say before I blackout.

Damn so this it, this how Im going out shit crazy what bitches will do for some shoes. I ain't even get to hear my seed heart beat yet.

Damnnnn, I love you Isla.

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Damn Beyoncé ain't fucking around no more.

The War begins😈