Call Me Crazy.

Chapter Ten

Authors Note ; I'm trying something new. I'm gonna start doing point of views (POV) for my characters. ENJOY!
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Manny POV

"Rháe come make this drop with me" I mumble in her ear.

"Nah, I got stuff to do with Carlie today. Maybe some other time." She says while rolling out of bed and pecking my lips.

I kissed back and nodded my head while walking into my bathroom, I heard the front door close which means Rháe fat head ass left. Even though she was 6 years younger than me I was feeling her. She so mature and independent. Ain't nothing sexier than a bad chick that know how to make her own money. After freshening up I put on something simple and got on the road. I did my drops and stopped at my trap house to make sure these niggas wasn't slippin'. I walked in and everybody was sitting on their asses. Tf? I pulled out my gun and shot into the ceiling.

"WHAT TF ARE YALL DOING SITTING ON YALL ASSES?!" I yell causing everybody to get up and get back to work. From the corner of my eye I seen one of the naked girls that packed up the products stick something up in her vagina. My blood instantly began to boil. I walked over to her and yanked her up my her hair and walked to the basement.

"You think you slick huh bitch?" I say while getting all up in her face. She looked terrified but didn't speak.

"Pull it out, NOW" I yell.

She opened her legs and pulled out the little clear bag with the white substance it in.

Coke. This bitch is stealing coke. Smh. I wasn't gonna kill her, but I was going to teach her a lesson. I pulled her up by her hair again and walked back upstairs. I threw her in the middle of the floor.

"EVERYBODY COME HERE! RIGHT NOW!"

I was never one to do some gruesome shit to a female, so I called Rháe.

"Manny..." She answered.

"I know you said you was busy with C, but I need a favor right quick ma." I said while pulling out my gun and aiming at this bitch since she kept trying to get away.

"Carlie cancelled anyway, you at the trap?"

"Yeah, come thru. I need something handled." After that she hung up without another word. I know she was gonna come and until she did I stayed in my position with my gun, the bitch on the floor stayed looking around like a scared lost puppy, and all my workers were waiting on the arrival of Killer.

Rháe POV

After leaving Manny's house this morning I went home to get my day started. Soon as I stepped out the shower Carlie called and asked if we can reschedule and I said sure. I got a call from Manny and I could tell he was pissed. He said he needed a favor so I was gonna go help. I was on my way to his trap house and I felt like somebody was following me. I looked in my rear view mirror and started making weird turns and sure enough so was the car that was two car lengths behind me. I sped up and waved my way through traffic making more weird turns until I lost the car. Once I did I got back on the right road and continued my drive to the trap house. I pulled up, got out, and locked my shit. I walked in and everybody was in a circle. I walked in the circle and seen Manny holding a gun up to some broads head. She must of been a worker cause she was naked.

"Wassup M" I say walking up to Manny.

"This bitch thought it was a good idea to steal from me like I wouldn't find out!" He said clearly pissed.

"Well what you want me to do?"

"I want you to handle her, but don't kill her."

"Nigga what's my name?" I asked.

"Killer"

"Exactly, it ain't 'teach em a lesson for stealing'" I walked over to the weapon table and took a good look at my options. I settled on a nice machete that looked brand new.

"Killer, don't kill her. Take it easy." Manny whispered in my ear.

I walked over to her with the knife in my hand.

"Get up and walk over to the table bitch." I say as calmly as I can.

"So you though it'll be a good idea to steal huh? What you stealing fa?"

She looked me up and down without answering. Instead she spit on my brand new Jordan's that I just got.

"Put your hands on the table."

She did as I said.

"LET THIS BE A LESSON TO ALL OF YOU THAT THINK THAT STEALING SHIT GONE WORK!" I yell while looking at the workers. I picked up my knife and looked her dead in her eyes as I lifted it and then brought it down on her left wrist disconnecting her whole hand from the rest of her arm. She screamed out in pain and I started to walk away until I remembered that nasty hoe spit on my shoes. So I walked back over to the table and took off her right hand also.

"And that one was for spitting on my Jay's" I dropped the machete back on the table, winked at Manny and made my way out the door. I was upset that Manny didn't let me kill her, but this was his trap house and he did his shit different than I do. Cause Lord knows I don't tolerate stealing.

Going home I got that iffy feeling again and once again I seen the car that was following behind me earlier. The only difference was that this time there was a guy hanging out the window with a gun in his hand. I sped up and tried to lose them but it didn't work this time. I heard shots going off and rubber burning from other people's tires that were on this road with us. He busted out my back window and I swerved a little but quickly got back in control of my car. Next thing I know my two back tires are blown out and I lose total control. My car ran off the road and hit a tree, I was stuck between my seatbelt and airbag. My nose was busted and I was in and out of it. In the distance I heard a car door close and foot steps. They got close and the foot steps stopped.

"Killer ain't running Chicago no more" I heard a guy say, then the cocking of a gun followed.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

I felt the pain rush through my body and then darkness took over me ...