King of the O ( A King Von Story ) 🕊🤍 (Editing)

Special Chapter!

Happy Freaking Birthday to my guy King VON! I wish he was here right now. I miss seeing his name pop up on my instagram! I know he would have been going crazy today! But his name will forver live on! Happy Birthday VON! Enjoy this little special chapter! Don't forget to comment!

#LLKV

Von's POV:

"Your bitch ass ready?" A guard said as he approached my cell.

I glanced at him, as my eyebrows grew closer together, "Iv'e been in here for 7 months, not once have you every seen me be a bitch for anyone" I said.

Ever since I got locked up over some dumb shit, involving that ho ass bitch Jessica, thing's been looking down for me. I thought to myself.

"I've even missed the birth of my first son August."

"Come the fuck out before I change my mind." He yelled again.

I stumbled out as chains free tightly placed around my ankles.

"Why would I run, if I was already getting out?" I said.

He pushed me forward, as I caught my balance again.

"Bitch ass nigga" I thought to myself.

I changed into my regular clothes, as I thought about the sunshine beeming down onto my face as I stepped outside.

"Sign these few papers, and I'll see you in a few more months" The grand said.

"You wish" I said.

This time I was going to do something different. Durk was going to help me get into this rap game.

I already had a few song written up, as sitting behind a cell gave you a lot of time to think.

I picked up the pace as I approched the front doors.

"Fuck all of y'all" I yelled back as I walked out.

The sun was hot in mid July. I breathe in the air as it seemed different from outside of the jail house.

I was only hoping to never see this place again "as long ass a bitch ass nigga, don't place with a gangster as nigga like me."

"Gang, look at your bitch ass" A voice boomed over loud music.

Durk pulled up in a black Land Rover Range.

A smile grew across my face as I jumped inside, "This you?" I asked.

"Nigga this us!" He said happily.

"Happy Birthday Brother!" He said.

I nodded my head, happily.

Durk would always be a brother to me, and nobody could tell me different.

"Check in the back, I got you something for your birthday" he said .

I pulled out an envelope, with a stack of money in it.

"We done with this street shit, It's time we move to the real money making shit." He said.

I nodded my head slowly, as I agreed with him.

"I'm serious von, we have too much to loose now." He said.

"I know man" I said slowly.

"How my baby boy doing?" I asked.

My relationship with Jas, had been a little rocky ever since I got locked up.

I had missed the whole birth of my son, leaving her alone to handle everything. That was something I could never forgive myself for.