White Spade

2.

(Akharie in the MM)

Breanna Johnson
Hope General Hospital
2:15 a.m
Atlanta, GA

I was sitting beside my best friend feeling numb. Dre was dead and Paris was going to be Ok. The bullet went straight though her right shoulder. She hadn't woke up yet but the Doctor said she would soon and I wasn't leaving her side til she woke up.

Akharie been checking on Paris every minute. I could tell he liked my best friend. She deserve a guy that treat her right. She been thru so much.

I heard the door open. I seen Akharie walk in with two cups of coffee.

"You didn't have to bring me anything." I say taking the cup he was holding out to me.

Akharie (A-Boogie) Miller
Hope General Hospital
2:35 a.m
Atlanta,GA

"No problem. My brother Low is going to be here any minute to pick me up. I got few things to handle than I'll be back a little later."

"Can I ask you a question?" Bre says as her voice startled to crackle.

"Go head."

"Do you know who killed my cousin?" Bre asked as her tears begin to fall slowly down her face.

"I have an idea. You ain't got worry bout a thing I'm going to handle it. Dre was my brother and his death will not go unpunished."

She wipes her tears and takes a sip of her coffee.

"I'll check on y'all later." I exit Hope General main lobby doors and my little brother Low was parked out front waiting for me. He was sitting in his white G-Wagon bumpin Money Bagg Yo- Said Sum.

I get in with no hesitation. "What's good little brother."

"Shit nigga you know how I am. Always on the hustle.....Here." He says passing me a Backwood stuffed with some gas. We only smoked Pressure.

"Low I got send H-Town a message. He declared War when he had Dre killed. I l know it was H-town because Dre told me he got caught fucking H-town baby mama by H-Town little sister London. Dre got word that H-town had a hit on his head. Dre said he was prepared but he really wasn't. " I felt distraught at the thought of my brother dead we might not of been blood but he was my brother.

"Dre knew he was playing dangerous game fucking dude Baby Mama now he's dead." Low said before taking a long pull off the Wood.

"Well we ain't fin let his ass slide Big Bro click the button under your seat then look in the back seat."

I did as he said then the back seats lifted up showing a hidden compartment filled with artillery.

"You ready, ready." I said looking him.

"Of course a real nigga always prepared shit even Hazel ass got a compartment in her Bugatti."

"I figured much, so tell me what you have in mind."

"Well did a little research and H-Town own laundry mat on the east side. I figure we blow it up. Letting his ass know it up der. Ain't no sparing a soul."

"Aite Low, I'm wit it." I said before I dozed off. I woke up to a loud blast and Lo running to the car. The building behind him was up in flames.

He hopped in the G-Wagon Cooley. The car was still running so he sped off like he was racing in the fast and furious.

"Damn Mane. You could have warned me." I say rubbing by eyes. I was exhausted and that nap was what I needed.

"You was sleeping and frankly we both know how you are about being woke up. I used a Rocket launcher. So I had it handled. You want me take you home or am I dropping you off at Hazels?"