Angel's P.O.V
Danm
Things are happening to fast right now. One minute I'm walkin to my goddanm apartment the next my light skinned ass up in one safe house in New Orleans. That's messed up if you ask me.
Imma tell y'all how I found myself here. I had been walking home when some niqqa decided to kill someone in front of me. I went to the police and they put me in witness protecting. Now I'm in a place I ain't know nothing about and I gotta admit I'm scared.
The new apartment building I'm in got all type of different people up in here. They got dope boys. Addicts. Drunks. The whole eight miles. Since I got here a week ago this niqqa been watching me and my place a Lil to hard for my liking.
Yhh he's fine AF but he ain't no good. I see him on that corner pushing rock and selling coco to people. I ain't got no time for alla that right now.
*Knock Knock*
I looked through my peep hole and leaned up against my old door. It was my neighbor Jasmine. She was the only person I actually fucked with here. I opened the door and hugged her.
"Hola miah" she said in one hella thick accent. She was gorgeous. Light skin with hair to her shoulders and one shape out this danm world. Any niqqa would kill to have her.
"Ello" I said back and sat down and turned the TV on The Game. "This is my show!" Jasmine said. "Jazzy do you know that niqqa who be post up on that corner?" I said staring out the window. She looked too and knotted her eyebrows. "yhh thats King. He pushes rock around here. He's real well known around here." she said.
There was something about this niqqa that just didn't sit right with me at all. Imma find out.
*-*-*
I'm outside walking round to get used to the place when I feel one hella cold hand on my waste. I turned round real quick ready to back hand whoever it was but it was that niqqa from the corner. Lawdd what was his name..?
"Gimme your money" he said with a straight face. I was shocked and terrified all at once. "I-i" I couldn't even make a proper sentence. He slowly started to smile.
"I'm just fuckin' withcu. A niqqa name Kinq what bout you?"
That's his name! "I don't know you to be telling you my name. You could be a killer for all i know." he smirked at me.
"Sweetheart if I wanted to kill you, you would have already been dead." That had made me a little scared but when I looked at his smile I knew he meant know harm.
"My name is Angel" I said slowly. "Hm.. Angel that's a beatiful name ma" he stepped closer the me and I backed up. His hand reached out and pulled me into him by my waste.
"I will be seeing you again" he breathed slowly, his face inches away from my own and I swear my heart had stopped for a second. Then just like that he was gone and I was left standing there trying to figure out what had just happened.
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