Ride or live

Rider.

Before you go ahead and read the story, I want to make it very clear that I do not in any kind of way support gang culture and violence.

With that being said, enjoy.
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Kianna

" Aht aht, I wouldn't do that if I was you" I said pointing the gun at Scar, as him and his crew were about to jump my baby. I knew that if I delayed any longer I'd come to find his dead body.

They all stopped and looked in my direction.

"Ah there comes the Mrs. Put it down darling. You're gonna hurt your pretty self with that." Scar said with a cheeky smile as he slowly moved towards me, talking to me like I wouldn't really shoot him.

I smiled at how naive he was. He really believed this was my first time holding a gun. Just because I chose to stay away from this lifestyle didn't mean I wasn't about it. I grew up in it. My scars were the proof.

"Step back, or the next bullet's gonna look like a bindi on your forehead. Pretty boy." I said mimicking his tone after shooting one of the boys standing behind him. Everyone in the room looked confused at my reference.
AN: a bindi is a a decorative mark worn in the middle of the forehead by Indian women.

"Uncultured swines" I thought as I shook my head.
"Now listen up. You're gonna let Biz and Mula go without questions. In return, I won't tell feds about what you do". I waved at My boyfriend and Biz to come forward.

"You walk in my yard with a gun and you think you run things up in here? Nah, you listen bitch..." He spat in a threatening tone. His scar making him look menacing.
If I wasn't so determined to get Mula out of this mess, I would have probably succumbed to him.

"No, you listen you pussyo. The whole time you were talking before I arrived, you were being recorded." Jumping in without allowing him to finish his sentence. I didn't have time for this.
Mula looked at me with a proud look on his face whilst Biz was looked at me shocked.
I have been around Mula so much, I started picking up his lingo. If the circumstances were different, I would have definitely laughed at their reactions.

"I've been collecting dirt on all of you for months. The rape that happened on Luther street?! I know Jabz, K-dot, Tollz, Freddy, Max and Mal did it. The deal you did the Mexicans behind the Russians' back I know about it. You killing Capo to get his position in the trap? I know about that."

Not one world came out of anyone's mouth as I spoke. Some were shook by how much I new. Others were too busy looking at Scar like they wanted to kill him.
He had everyone believing that Capo was killed by the East London dons, when in reality, he was the one that killed him. He even went as far as making his cousin Camaro shoot him and his car to make it look like they were ambushed.

"Oh yall didn't know? He even had Camaro shoot him to make it more realistic."
All the boys turned to look at Camaro who looked scared. It was my first time seeing him like this. This arrogant heffa always had something to say, I'm surprised he was quiet.

"Anywaysss, back to important matters. You're gonna let us go without a fuss. If you try coming after us, I'm gonna give all the evidence I have to the Russians. It's really gonna be peak for you and your mandem if you don't collaborate. Understood?" If looks could kill, I would have died long ago. He was staring at me with pure hatred but I didn't care. This past year and a half had been a living nightmare. I couldn't watch the people I loved the most get hurt.

"Understood?" I repeated again cocking my gun, looking at him, pointing it at his forehead. Grabbed the file with all the evidence and threw it at the feet of his left hand Jabz causing all the pictures inside to slip out.

"Understood" he mumbled looking away from me.

"I can't hear you, darling" I said mocking him. I can admit I was enjoying it a little bit too much.
"Understood" he spat. This time looking dead in my eyes. I knew that look too well. He was already thinking about getting his vengeance. Too bad he wouldn't get it.

"Good. Well we're gonna take our leave guys, enjoy your evening." I politely said.

"And oh, before anyone think of following us. There's 27 people outside waiting for me to give them the go. If I do, none of you will leave this place alive." I blatantly lied keeping a straight face on. I couldn't let them know I was bluffing.

"All I've said tonight, should be proof to you that no lies come out of my mouth." I added to sound more credible.

Mula grabbed the gun from me, aimed it at Scar and said: "Baby grab the black bag in the kitchen for me".

I did as he said. I went in the kitchen and found a bag full of money sitting on the floor in front of the oven.

Writer's pov

"What the fuck are you doing man? That's the Russians' money!" He yelled with a hint of panic his voice as he did so.

Mula suddenly got closer to him and put the tip of the gun on his forehead. The sudden action shut Scar  up.

"Baby you got it?" He asked her just as she came out. Without waiting for her reply he said "Biz, take her out"

Biz opened the door with quickness and let Kiana out as he followed behind her. He just wanted to leave.

With the gun still pointed at Scar, Mula started walking backwards slowly until he was out of the door too closing it behind him.

As soon as Mula closed the door, everyone started jumping Scar and Camaro.

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Lots of love 💕
- TheLadyBri