Drakes POV
It was me, Noah, and Chubbs and OB chillin at the trap we had Niko and Jeff and D-Code watch the door, while people were bringing in my momey.
ASAP; Wassup Brotha
ASAP brung my money and sat it on my desk I put my blunt out and he unzipped the bag and it was 2milli in stacks held wit rubber bands. He moved his arm and his gun flashed silver, I looked at his eyes and his gun.
ASAP: What?
I looked at him then the gun.
ASAP: Oh Its empty G
I sat back in my chair and we laughed together he took his gun out and Cocked it and shot and nothing came out.
ASAP: See, Well I was actually hoping that u would have some bullets for a nigga
Drake: Oh ok....AYE JEFF
Jeff walked in the room and stood in the door way.
Drake: Give this young Yun some D27's
He smiled at me and left.
ASAP: thanks G you can hook a nigga up
We dapped and Jeff came back with the weakiest bullet, and me and jeff shared a look.
Y'all really thought I was gone give this 15 yr old my best gun bullets? Well your wrong, Shhhiiittt.
Drake: Ok get lost for ya mama come lookin for you
ASAP: Thank you maan *excited* You the real MVP
Drake: Hahaha
He left and I relit my blunt and sat back in my chair.
I looked at the time and it was 12:40pm and I put out my blunt and jumped up and put my niggas to work.
Drake: Aye D-Code put that money in the safe and put my weed away
D-Code: All good
Drake: Thank you
I put my jacket on, I walked outside I flipped my hood up so I won't be seen by any neighbors or any cops, and I walked 3 miles to my house.
?? POV
??: STOP PLEASE
50: SHUTUP YOU BITCH, WHERES MY MONEY?
??: I don't have it- (GCO)
He kicked me dead in my stomache. I felt like throwing up. My throat was soar and I couldn't see with all the tears in my eyes.
50: WELL DONT DO SHIT ELSE BUT PUT ON THEM GOD DAMN BOOTY SHORTS AND GET YO ASS ON THE CORNER AND MAKE MY DOUGH
He looked at me gleamingly. His eys were blood shot read, his lips were dark, his gun flashed in his hand. I sat there shaking and covered in my own blood. I sat on a garbage bag, My head was throbbing in pain from the brick wall.
50: Now You ain't gone be disrespectful to me, You gone make my money, or you ain't gone see yo Child
I knodded and got up, my hair was all over my head, the wind hit me. It was cold and windy, I could here far away sirens as I walked away from the scene.
I walked about 15 minutes, my feet were killing me and I felt weak, and my stomach was hurting. I took off my high heels and carried my purse.
I got dizzy and Hot, my legs got weak, and I fell to the ground, the sky started to black out and my eyes were closed.
Drakes POV
The Cold October air hit my face as the wind swept through my face. I saw somethings laying on the side walk, I got tense and pulled out my gun, I walked up to it and it got clearer and it was a girl.
I ran up to her and her eyes were closed, She was beaten up real bad, her legs, face, head, arms, and Neck were all bruised, she looked pregnant. Her stomache was boulged out. She was still breathing, I put my gun away and picked her up, she wined and wimpered, I carried her to my house which was 5 minutes away. I rubbed her back and whispered in her ear, I took off my jacket and wrapped her in it.
We got to my house and I took off her shoes and her clothes, Her body was stuning, her ass was amazing and her breasts were round and plump. I went to my bedroom and got one of my Hoodies and put her in it, I wiped the blood off of her lips and of her face. She stirred when I put my hand on her neck. She was so soft and warm. She was very cute. Then I let her sleep.
I went into my room, showered, and put on some basketball shorts and no t-shirt. Then went to sleep.
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Street Boys
FanfictionDrake is 24 years old and lives in South Philly with his 4yr old son Max. And he is a street hustler with his friends Noah, Chubbs, OB brien and Wayne. They go against different Gangs fr money, they get caught up in fights, Shoot outs, and breakins...