Shyla is a shy 22 year old girl who has never really seen just how beautiful she really is. She has everything going for her and she is even about to graduate college. The one time she put her heart out she gets burned. Deciding just to focus on her...
Kentrell's POV: It's been a week now since that whole incident with K.D and I have been thinking about it heavy. I told Joe and Boomer about it, Boomer wanted to kill that nigga K.D for trying to hurt Shyla. I asked them both if they knew of a nigga named Pop and they both said no but Boomer said he would keep his ear to the street and see if anyone said anything or knew of a nigga named Pop. I could tell Shyla's been worried about me cause I been having a lot on my mind. She hasn't really asked me too much about it cause I think she thinks I might get mad at her or something if she ask. I wouldn't get mad at her if she asked but I'm also glad she hasn't cause it's just some stuff I don't want to talk about yet but I will when when I'm ready. She hasn't pressed the issue with me either and that is just another reason I love her she let's me talk about stuff when I'm ready but she always let's it be known that I can talk to her about anything. She is so amazing I swear I can't wait until she is my wife. I was currently smoking a blunt thinking about stuff, Shyla and Kaiyah were both taking a nap. As I took another blow of my blunt my phone rang I looked at the caller ID and noticed it was Boomer calling, I quickly answered.
Kentrell: Wassam B?
Boomer: Not a lot, I got some info for you though.
Kentrell: Word?
Boomer: Yea so I was leaving the gas station just a few minutes ago and I noticed these two dudes talking and one of the dudes mentioned that name you was telling me about pop.
Kentrell: Yea.
Boomer: So I walked up to em and asked em who pop was and how he know him. He said pop was this dude named Taheed but he went by the nick name pop. He said he know him from the hood. He said that he was popping off the other day bragging about all of the people he has killed talking bout he done wet up the whole nawfside.
Kentrell: No cap?!
Boomer: No cap! And you'll never guess what name was at the top of this list!
Kentrell: Meech?!
Boomer: Yup! These niggas even gave me this nigga pop's addy said he be hanging over on Broward street.
Kentrell: Damn, they was passing out all the info.
Boomer: Sho was matter of fact ol boy said pop is there right now!
Kentrell: No cap?!
Boomer: No cap! You trying to slide on this pussy ass nigga?
Kentrell: You already know, you down to ride?
Boomer: You already know I am!
Kentrell: Say less! I'm about to call Joe tell him what up pick him up and then get you.
Boomer: Say less!
Kentrell's POV: I hung up the phone with Boomer and immediately called Joe. He picked up on the third ring and I told him everything Boomer told me. He said he was riding and he would be ready when I got there. I finished smoking my blunt as I processed everything Boomer told me. I was finna be face to face with the nigga that killed Meech, the nigga that took my father figure and one of the few people who believed in me away from me. I didn't know if I was going to let him explain or if I was just going to bust a cap in the nigga but all I know is one way or another this pussy ass nigga is gone die today and that's on everything I love! I got up from couch and went to check on Kaiyah she was still sleeping. I kissed her forehead and then I went into the bed room where Shyla is she is still knocked out. I walk into my closet and I change into this:
This Hoodie:
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