️Bae ( A Urban Series )

The Game

Hi. Some people know me as Kay. My name is Kansas. I'm the baddest bitch you will ever see hustle in these streets.

I do a bit of everything. From drive by's to chopping. Every man would want me to be his trap girl.

Well, I can't find no man who not a fuck boy right now. I know I sound so picky when it comes to men. I am picky.

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We were in the middle of a deal. Kacy is by my side. I got Trey on my back. Mitch stands before me.

We had him tied to chains in a warehouse. We were in the basement level. No one would hear his gruesome death.

"Please Kay, I'll pay you by tomorrow," Mitch cried. We was on his knees crying like a little bitch.

" Shut the fuck up!" Kacy exclaimed. She was annoyed. She began looking at some ropes we had laying around.

"Please Kay! I won't fall short on my money again!" Mitch wouldn't shut up. I was ready to blow his brains out.

"Whatchu' got with you?" Kacy asked Mitch. He didn't respond.

I finished the job. I wasn't going to let him disrespect my nigga like that. We began to loot his body.

He didn't have much; A penny or two. Wow he really didn't have the money. Doesn't change that fact that he fell short.

"Move him out." I instructed Trey to move the body. We had a lot of business to take care of today. I wasn't prepared for it but it is bound to happen.

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Trey's POV
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I start to move the body to the parking garage. I kept thinking back on all the time we been in this game.

We sliced bodies. We even dismantled some. Kacy and Kansas are the baddest bitches out there. They don't play when it comes to money.

If someone falls short for a second, let's just say "Bye bye Birdie!"

Kansas and Kacy are the KayKay. That's our little gang is called. We sell the best weed in town. Need a hit? Come to us!

We only do private work though. You have to meet us where our goons are.

"Get your ass back in here!" Kansas yelled from the gates of the warehouse.

I dropped the lifeless body into the flowing river in the darkness under the trees.

It was the afternoon. The sun was shining little under the trees.

I properly dumped the body. I turned around to Kansas and Kacy glaring at me with guns in hand.

" Come on! We bout' to go get a bite!" Kacy yelled.

I turned around slowly. I pulled on my grey joggers and began walking toward Kacy and Kansas.

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Kansas' POV\

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Trey is walking too slow, but he is looking good today. He has on a blue polo, aqua blues, and grey joggers. His skin glistened in the sunlight. He bit his lip lightly.

I wasn't about to wait for Trey to walk up like he a OG or something. He needed to get his life.

I walked into the warehouse to smell a horrible stench. I looked around for any traces of the smell. As I looked around, there was nothing on the ground. It smelled like rotting flesh. Pretty ironic for the KayKay because we kill people every other day.

I walk over to the storage closet and take out a large spray-bottle of Febreeze.

I spray the smelly room with the Febreeze.

After the room began to smell like fresh daises, I walked over to my vanity. Yes I keep a vanity in a place like this. I needed to freshen up after a messy kill.

I sit in my vanity chair. I turn the vanity's lights on and begin to apply light layers of make up to my face.

I was putting on a little lip-gloss when I heard Trey and Kacy walking into the room.

I turned off everything and pretended that I was cleaning. I grabbed a broom and began sleeping the clean floor.

As they get closer, I hear their conversation more.

"We are getting KFC whether like it or not. You broke so please don't suggest nothin'," Kacy stated boldly to Trey.

I put the broom down and walk towards then. I was swaying my hips to make my walk a little more feminine.

I step close to them and stopped. Trey was staring at Kacy with a annoyed look.

"I can pay for my own damn food," Trey argued with Kacy. I began walking closer to Trey, grinning.

As I got closer to him, I could smell his Axe cologne. It smelled very nice. I couldn't stop breathing in the smell.

Before I knew it, I was in front of Trey. It was pretty awkward because I was sniffing him.

I could see his hazel-colored eyes. I could stare into them all day.

I was interrupted from my thoughts when Kacy pushed me over. I had fell on a pile of garbage bags. She better be lucky I had a safe fall.

I shot back up off of the garbage bags. I really was about to pull out my gun.

As I began to reach for my spare gun in my boots, Trey grabbed my arm. He then started to kiss it.

Good thing I'm black, or else you would see me blushin'. I stood there in disbelief.

Could this really be happening?

~Fin

Hope yall liked. I enjoyed writing it. Luv yall to death😘