The day had come. Streatham vs Bermondsey was finally coming to an end. The last two days had been hectic, the Streatham boys had been laying low as they plotted. The police were also plotting. A search warrant had been arranged for the boys in the next two days and the police were sure they would be getting the boys this time. The boys had been on their radar for a while but they had never been able to catch them properly. However with the girl's help they were able to properly build a case. After the search, they were sure all the boys would be going to jail.
Outskirts of London, 22:30
"Candy here has some important information to tell us guys", Sean announced to his fellow gang members gesturing towards the girl beside him. After Charmz had been murdered, Sean took it upon himself to make himself the leader of the group. He set up all of the group meetings and was working hard to reach the top.
The Streatham boys knew girls would be his weak spot so they paid a female to encourage him to set up a group meeting in the outskirts in order for them to execute their plans. "The Bala Boyz are plotting on you guys, they are due to come after you guys next month." The girl knew the boys would be creeping in any moment from now, she was to make sure all of the Bermondsey boys stayed in this room plotting. She wondered how she would make her own escape but quickly thought of a toilet excuse for her to get out.
Little did she know, the boys had no plan of getting her out of there. They were not trying to leave any witnesses.
Outside the mini warehouse, the four boys jumped out the car with the gallons of petrol. "Are you man ready", JB whispered to his friends. The three boys nodded their heads and they each took a gallon and began dousing the warehouse. "You guys get in the car and back away from the warehouse", JB instructed them.
He knew this plan was dangerous and he himself might die if this was to go wrong so he wanted the boys as far away as possible. "But what about you bro", LK asked him. JB turned and shooed him away. I'm good man", he reassured his bestfriend.
When he was sure the boys were a safe distance away, he took the match from his pocket. He lit it. Standing as far as he could, he threw it. After throwing the match, he sprinted to the car. He watched the warehouse burn for a couple seconds. The guilt began to creep into him. "Drive. Just drive."
The warehouse was engulfed in flames. The screams and shouts of worry and fear from the people inside the warehouse circled the empty area. No one would hear them. No one would be able to save them. The war was over.
Streatham, South London
02:30
JB's POV
I can't sleep. Fuck. I'm meant to be happy that this shit is done. I can't do this anymore. I can't stop thinking about the girl we paid. She didn't need to die but we couldn't leave any witnesses. She didn't deserve that man.
How was I supposed to look Amirah in the eye if I can't even look at myself. Maybe I'm not the one for her. She doesn't need a man like me. She will only resent me later on in life. She'll end up asking herself what she's doing with a criminal like me.
This life wasn't new to me but today felt completely different. I've never had a sleepless night over this before. Maybe because I've never caught an innocent body before.
Me and the boys had been in the game for the longest. Growing up in the hood, it was normal. I remember catching my first body at 16, I panicked and nanked the guy in his chest. I didn't get bagged for it though, my olders dealt with it for me. From then, all of this became normal. I would drop bodies with no remorse and no regard. Most of the time people knew not to fuck with us but the people that did, we always made sure they regretted it. I don't think I ever liked it, it was just second nature to me.
What happened tonight was disgusting. I don't even know if we covered up our tracks like that. If we get bagged, I wouldn't even try to fight it. Right now, I don't even feel like I deserve my freedom. This lifestyle had its positives and it was all I've ever known.
But now I have a reason to stop this. Amirah. I refuse to do this shit. I'm done. No more. I can't risk getting bagged and leaving her on the outside. This shit was dead.
Brixton, South London
Knocking on her old friend's door with panic, the girl shook with fear. The door opened and there her friend was.
"Alina what are you doing here and what happened to you?", she heard her ask with worry. " I've done something bad Shaz really bad", Alina cried out as she embraced Shaznay. The two girls hurried into the house as Alina began to explain the events of the past months.
" Remember when I got back and you explained everything the boys had done whilst I was gone to me", Alina started off. When Shaznay heard that, she began to panic also. She could only hope that her friend hadn't done something incredibly stupid. "Well after that, the Bermondsey boys kidnapped me and they beat me. They forced me to snitch, now there's a case being built against the boys and I don't know what to do.", she cried out. Shaznay watched her friend in horror, "they're going to kill you Alina".
Shaznay couldn't believe it. Just when she thought she was going to escape the drama of south London and leave, this happens. Her friend drops this massive bombshell. She wouldn't be able to leave now. Unless she brought Alina with her. "I've been making plans to leave ends and you clearly can't stay here. We both need to leave. Tomorrow." Shaznay told her as Alina looked at her with hope. Alina nodded, "Tomorrow." She whispered to herself.
The beef is finally over! JB's monologue wow🥺
The snitch has been revealed to be Alinaaa.
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