chapter 38

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--Vincent P.O.V--

I watch as all these damn females cry i roll my eyes august should be here any minute

"Wat do u want from us"arriana says i chuckle and bend down to her level her light skin was red and fear traveled around her face i smirked
I jerk her face to mine

"I want my son remember him remember vince somebody says your little nigga august got him somewere"she frowns

"Fuck u and him"she says, raising my gun and smacking her with it she yells out in pain as she falls over

"Dont talk shit"i say and stand

"This wasnt apart of the plan u hurting kids and girls man"a nigga says i groan

"Shut up owen damn stop being scary"i say i pull my phone out time was going buy i hear the door open and smirk i walk down the stairs and see august he muggs me

"Who are u and wat the fuck u want"he spits i look him over

"i want my son were is he vince u have him i have your family trade for trade"i say to him he laughs

"Thats all u wanted u could have just called and asked"he says i blow not knowing if he was serious or not

"Were is he"i ask he smirks

"Weres my girl and kids"he ask i groan

"Bring them down"i yell i watch as a few of my men bring them down arriana holding the smaller 2 in her arms

"Aug"she whispers i laugh

"Were is my son"i say and cock my gun aiming it at a daughter he laughs

"I know were he at i promise to take u to him if all these niggas get out my house and u leave my family alone"he says i throw my hand up they let them girls go

"They gotta leave then we can go"i wave them off they leave

"Im keeping my gun"i say he laughs

"Watever lets go"he says walking off out the house i follow and look around getting in his car we drive i aim the gun at his head the whole time for minute we get somewere

"Come on for i kill your ass"i say annoyed i just wanted my son

--August P.O.V--

I get out the car he follows

"U want your son"i ask he nods i walk faster and further away from him i could see my little snipers aiming at him we walk inside of the trap

"Come on hes in the basement"i say

"Wat the fuck is he doing in the basement"he snaps

"He was messing with my girl i had to do something"i say i wanted to get back to arri and my kids

"U fucker u killed him u killed my son"he says i smirk a shot goes off and i feel the searing pain in my arm i chuckle ive been shot so many times its like numb

"U wanna play"i mumble he still following me like a dumbass dont even know were he going i smirk as i walk in hes surrounded

"Wat is this were, is my son"i groan hes so slow

"Hes dead got damn, wat u think fucking with my family was gonna do"i snap i watch him get tackled and all weapons removed

"Ight so like u hit and played with my family im gonna hit u string him up please'i say he starts to freak out and panick i chuckle i dont see why people fuck with me

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