Kill or be killed

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     "Baby. Wake up. Meeting in dads office." Marc said. I groaned. She drug me upstairs. In the room was Mason, the guys and some random nerdy guy.

     "Glad you can join us! So, tonight we move. I really want to hit both places, but we'll take what we can get. I want you guys to split into two teams. One in the front of the warehouse and one in the back. The team in the back goes in first, start blowing shit down while the first team sneaks in. Get all the shit you can. One of you loads it in the truck and the others continue bussing back. Understanding so far?" He asked.

     We all nodded. "Now for my friend here, this is Dave, computer guy. He will be in your ear at the house with me the whole time as he taps into the security system. And I'm thinking the teams should be, Cooli, Jayceon, Ren" Marcella cleared her throat. "Problem mija?" He asked.

     "Well yea, I actually think me and Renee should be on the same team." She said. I blushed.

     "Why is that? So you can protect her?" He asked.

     "Yea" she started to finish but he cut her off.

     "Come on Marcella. You said it yourself that she was ready. Do you think I would send her in if I didn't think it was safe? Do you think I would send any of you in if I thought you couldn't handle it?!" He yelled.

     We sat silently. "Now back to what I was saying. Martell, Marcella and Q are the other team. You decide amongst yourselves who will be the team in the front, blue and who will be the team in the back, green. I have sent an address to this house you will go to when you are done, you can't come back here for a few days. Take different routes to the house so you don't seem too suspicious following each other for 3 hours. You move at 12."

     "And lastly, if you see William, save him for me. Bring him to the house, keep him in the basement."

     We got up and walked out. Marcella looked really upset. Once we got in her room I spoke, "hey"

     "I can't believe he talked to me like that bro. Because I wanted to be with you?! I always wanna be with you! Who is gonna protect you like me?" She said crying. Just then we heard a knock.

     Cooli. "Marc I know you are upset bro. I get it. But I promise you I will never let anything happen to Ren either. I love her too bro. So you can trust me, I would die for her. You too, any of y'all, we're a family." He said.

     Marc stood up and dapped him into a hug. And I'm just sitting here wondering why everybody treating me like a baby, like I can't handle shit myself!

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     We have two hours until we leave. The guys just left our room so we can be alone. They sat with us for a few hours and smoked. Marc and I are now cuddled up watching HunterxHunter. Mason came in with some papers.

     "Ren, these are the guys that were in the car the night Michelle was killed. If you see them you know what to do. I have already told the guys that these are your targets. The shooter is him." He said as he handed me the picture to get a better look.

     Rage went through my body as I looked at the scar on his cheek.

     "I love you girls." He said.

     We said it back and he left the room. I kept looking at the pictures, trying to ingrain their faces in my head. Marcella rubbed my back.

     "I know babe. We'll get these niggas."

     I laid in her arms as I fell asleep.

~~~

     11:50 pm

     We were all dressed and ready to go. We dapped each other up and said "See you at the house" after we prayed. Marcella came up to me and gave me a big hug with a passionate kiss.

     "I love you Ren, please be safe." She said between sniffles.

     "I will daddy. I'll see you soon." I kissed her and got in the car. The drive felt long, my adrenaline was pumping. Ready kill me a nigga!

     Jay drove and I sat in the back. We were the the blue team, the ones in the front because Cooli was the biggest and we figured he could carry more shit, Mart wasn't too happy about that, nigga mad he scrawny.

     We parked in the front off to the side and waited. "Green, go." We heard shots after a few seconds. "Now blue" we bussed through the front door and started firing. After 2 minutes we heard Dave again, "Cooli, to the right of the bathroom there should be a door, go through it and get what you can."

     Jay and I covered him. "They're going for-." I shot the nigga who was talking too much. I'm on like my fourth body. Jay had a smaller duffle bag so we could bring back more shit. I saw him stuff some shit in the bag when a nigga tried to sneak from behind. I shot him.

     Jay looked at me and nodded. I looked down at the nigga screaming in pain to see he had a scar on his cheek. My body grew cold as I pictured my mom laying helplessly on the floor. I slowly walked over and just sprayed for like 10 seconds when I got knocked over.

     "Babe!" I said as Marcella shot at the one nigga. "Ren be more careful! That nigga was on your ass!" She kissed my forehead and ran back. "Okay Cooli, now it's time to leave. Everybody get out." Mason said.

     I covered Cooli as we headed back out the door. Jayceon drove again and Cooli sat in the back with me. We all laughed in excitement. All of that shit happened in a 10 minute span.

     Now for this 3 hour drive. I was so tired but I stayed up with Jayceon since Cooli fell asleep. Jayceon passed me the blunt and said "Bro, thank you for that save."

     "No problem nigga, I know you woulda done the same." I stared out the window thinking about what just happened. I got the nigga who took my mom from me, but I still felt bad about taking a life. Well like 7 lives.

     In a matter of days I went from 0 bodies, to 7. That shit changes you. I wish my baby was here with me. It's killing me that I can't talk to her. I try to push it out of my mind because it's kill or be killed right?

     "Good work kids. 1 more hour to go."

     I moved up front because Cooli started to drool on my shoulders. "Ren can you open my drink for me bro?" When I began to open his drink I heard sirens. "Fuck!" We both said. Cooli bitch ass still in the back sleep.

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