-AMIKO'S POV-
"Miko you talk about wanting in, show me you want in." He said and I knew he was serious. I did talk about wanting to be in the game with him but I never thought he was taking me serious.
Even though I've been doing this, I lost all that a long time ago. I haven't killed or seen a dead body since I was 11 years old. I know if my dad was here, he'll make me kill.
"Benji, I can't do this."I spoke and he chuckled.
"If you knew you wasn't built for it, you should've never spoke on it." He said as if he was mad that I didn't want to shoot the boy.
"So you mad at me?" I asked.
"Nah. It's just that you talk about taking down these unknown niggas by ya self but yet, you don't have the balls to kill this nigga." He said and i scoffed.
"Benji! You have to understand from my perspective! I can't kill this innocent boy!" I yelled at him and he glared at me with those dark eyes.
"What I say?" He asked and I sucked my teeth as I looked at everyone as they stared at me.
I picked up the Glock before letting the whole clip out into the boys body. Blood poured from his wounds as Nia looked at me as she covered her mouth in shock to what I had just did.
I looked at Benji before throwing the gun down and walking away. He wanted what he got. I just killed that boy but I guess that's what they do in the drug game.
I felt my arm being tugged on. I knew it was Benji but I ignored.
"Miko!" He shouted and I turned around looking at him. He didn't say anything so I walked to his truck. I was now ready to leave. He really pissed me off. He came out before quickly jacking me up.
"Benji let me go!" I said but he only squeezed tighter.
"Ion know who you think you is but you won't walk off from me when I'm talking to you." He said through clenched teeth. This was a side I never seen of Benji but to be real, I liked it.
"Benji stop talking to me. For real. What did that boy do? Huh?" I asked.
"You wanna know what he did? Huh? He did some fucked up shit!" He yelled and I rolled my eyes as I shifted on one of my hips. His phone vibrated in his pocket and he looked at it.
His whole demeanor changed from angry to soft. He looked down at me before rubbing his hands down his face. He grabbed my arm before dragging me back inside.
"Benji where are you taking me?" I asked.
"Shut up. I don't kill people for no reason." He said as he took me inside a room where a boy was. It was like a whole computer room inside. He sat me in a chair before sitting a computer in front of me.
I rolled my eyes at this whole situation. A load bar popped up and he stood over me as I waited for what ever to load.
Once it did, I watched as men bursted through the door of the home. I watched as bullets from each side of the room flew by. I was totally confused until I saw my mother. I watched as the bullet flew through her skull making her body drop instantly.
I quickly sat up, now interested as I then watched Amir walk out shooting but he only fell to the floor from all the bullets that hit him. I covered my mouth in shock as I felt tears stream down my cheeks.
I saw my 7 year old self come from under the table once everyone left. I saw myself shaking my mom and brother.
"W-Where did he find this?" I asked and Benji shrugged.
