3rd Person POV.
*not edited*
*shortish chapter?*
-1 week ago (whole chapter)-
"I fuckin hate UPS. Tell my wea' my shit at folk. Nigga that's my donation money."
Twone said as he looked at the not available table on the ups tracking website
He ordered a Apple Watch because he seen Shoota with one.
He got it in red and was now telling people he donated to people, even though he didn't know what donation it went to and he just got it because of the color.
" that's real tho."
Shoota mugged Nick who agreed with him. He didn't like him.
Pulling Twone closer to him from the back of his hoodie making his attention go to him.
"Niggas lost watch."
"I told you don't orda' it, but you ain't listen. You ain't learn from when yo' phone got took?" Xavier said watching him and the way he mugged him.
A UPS driver also stole his phone.
"Imma buy anotha' one and we gon pick it up. Ight?"
"Today? Cause my package was 'pose to come today."
"We'a go today."
"Okay." Twone agreed nodding his head
Xavier slightly shook his head at the way he mood changed when he got what he wanted.
All heads turned towards ManMan who walked in the room.
It wasn't everybody here. Just Twone, Shoota, Nick, Jay, and now ManMan.
They were just chillin, it wasn't much to do today. They were opening a club in Atlanta and the 5 men were the only ones going.
Mir wasn't going if it wasn't important. He didn't feel like going to the club or even leaving his house. He'd already been out more this past few months than he'd ever been out since he was 21. It was a lifestyle he didn't miss at all.
Nasir's situation was very similar to his. Expect he never really been a person to go out much, didn't matter the age. And he had a pregnant girlfriend at home.
"Fuck you on nigga" Twone said watching him
"Ain't shit, crazy ass hoe's talkin' bout I got 'dem pregnant. Got dat shit all on the media gang" he said irritated pulling out a blunt and making his way to the empty space on the couch
"Hittin' raw is insane." Nick said childishly instigating
"Stop fuckin' playin. Ain't hit 'dat hoe raw. I luh my dick." He responded making Jay laugh and he sat down in the taking the gun out from his waist resting it on his lap.
"If you love yo' dick, wouldn't be hittin no hoe." Jay said jumping in the conversation making him suck his teeth
"Be gettin' my nut off head, only fucked dat hoe 2 times. I'm wit' whole 'nother bitch. stay in my lil rotation tho"
Sparking the blunt and taking a pull relaxing in the chair
"Head with a condom is crazy nasty work. Stop fuckin these hoes"
"Stay in my lil rotation. When I get tried go to the next, they kno' what it is wit' me."
Nick sat quietly as the topic switched.
They started talking about the club opening. They were only planning on being there for about 30 minutes, probably less. But it was good for some ownership to be there when it opened. Showed people who the club belonged to and it was simply just good for business.
Nick eyed the gun in Adrian's lap.
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Knocking on the door and waiting
He didn't know if his brother wasn't sleeping
He knocked again a bit louder, this time he heard movements. A couple of seconds later a pissed Nasir opened the room door.
"Niko gon somewhere with that drunk shit yo. Go in the fuckin' room down the hall."
"Ian not drunk"
"Not doin' this shit wit' you tonight bruh. Sleep on the fuckin floor." He said about to close the door.
Sometimes he helped Niko when he got drunk. Most times he didn't feel like it. He just let him sleep where he wanted most the time, which 6 time out of 10 was strangely the floor.
"I'm not drunk nigga, get out the room."
Nasir blankly watched him feeling nothing but irritation and he walked out the room closing it behind him.
"What the fuck do you want Niko. It's 2am."
"Did anybody else have the type of pistols that was in the missin' shipment?"
That caught his interest.
"Fuck no. I designed that shit and it was only 300. The carbines and the Benelli was the only military grade shit on the shipment. It was only cost me 12 instead of the normal 5 cause of the fuckin' pistols."
"..I think I seen somebody with one. But I don't know I tried to ask but the nigga wasn't really focused on the shit."
"Niko this ain't something to think you know." Nasir said before pulling out his phone
"You was close enough to see details?"
"Yea"
pulling up showing him a picture of one of the guns
"We don't know if that's-"
Before he finished his sentence Nasir damn near snatched the phone from out his hand.
"Who the fuck you seen wit' my shit Nick "
"Don't be gettin' all hostile wit' me and shit. Imma just figure it out."
"Niko ion think you understanding me. But you gon fuckin' listen cause, I promise you im not gon say this shit again."
His voice was normal and his body language was calm.
But Nick knew better than that.
"You don't get to make fuckin' choice no more. I don't give a fuck what you think you got handled cause clearly you don't got shit handled if we in this situation right now. If you was somebody else you would've been fuckin' dead.
So no, you not gon sit here and figure shit out. But what you gon do is give me a name, cause I promise if I go lookin for them myself ain't gon be good for nobody, including you."
"ManMan"
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Polo G so fuckin fine, imma use him as a fc for my next book.
by the way yawl I dropping a next book in like a month or so.
YOU READIN pookie🤨?!