OUR STORY

Chapter 11

"Nigga, why your skin glowing?" Latrell said eyeing Breeze.

"What you talking about man, my skin always fresh. It's that melanin." He said smirking at Latrell.

"Nah nigga, something is different. Nigga are your eyebrows trimmed?" Latrell said leaning closer to analyse Breeze.

"Man, get out my face." He pushed Latrell away

"I'm just saying, you been acting different for the past two months, looking all happy shit. Let me find out you talking to someone." He said throwing his head back laughing.

"Aye Breeze some motherfucker tryna see you." Pigeon said making his way in the trap.

Breeze was suspicious, no one knew what he looked like only the fact that he would carve a B on the people he killed telling them it was him.Breeze killed people who deserved to be killed such as enemy gang members, backstabbers and perverts. So hearing someone say they were looking for him and even knew where to go was strange.

"Knock them out, tie them to the room and I'll be there in an hour." He said making pigeon nod.

"Who ever that motherfucker is bold af." Latrell said shaking his head as he smoked a blunt.

"Honestly man, but that's too suspicious tho." He said beginning to think.

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"Daddy, what are you doing here? You didn't tell me you were coming." Desiree said pulling her dad in for a tight squeeze

" What you, tryna tell me I need a reason to see my baby girl." He said laughing as he kissed her cheek.

"Noo, I was just curious, you never even sent me a text or anything."

"Yeah I'm sorry about, I guess I got a bit excited."

"It's fine daddy, you hungry?" she said as she trailed of to the kitchen.

"Yeah, can you make me some stir-fry I haven't had that in a minute." He said sheepishly as he rubbed his neck.

"You're just in luck I was already making that, so that's what you were gonna have anyway." She said as she continued cooking.

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"Wake this mother fucker up." Breeze said now wearing a black mask and some black gloves.

Hammer nodded In acknowledgement before punching the man awake.

The man immediately woke up with a gasp, he looked around and grew terrified before seeing the dark figure in front of him.

"So you gonna tell me, what you wanted." Breeze said slowly walking to him.

"Ay man, I don't want no trouble. I was just looking for Breeze." The man tried putting his head up in surrender but it was restrained.

"You must be a dumb nigga, walking in here demanding for the boss," Latrell said only he wasn't a wearing a mask, he never liked wearing them and plus he wasn't the boss to even need to do it.

"Nah man, it ain't even like that." The man said trying to calm down the situation.

"Then what's it's like? You talking all slow and wasting my time is just gonna further piss me off."
Breeze said now getting mad.

"For real, matter of fact let me make this quick." Latrell said now getting his blade out.

"WAIT, WAIT. WAIT." The man said with his eyes widened it almost looked like it would fall out.

Latrell ignored his plea and stalked up closer bringing the blade to his face.

"Talk nigga." He spat the words out so venomously.

"A-All I was just tryna do was join you guys." He stammered, making Latrell's eyebrows and also Breeze's but It was hidden by the mask.

"I wanna be part of the gang, I'm struggling man. Tryna provide and shit but it ain't working. I figured I come here talk to boss and then everything would go straight in my life." The man said trying not to miss a beat and move as the knife was now at his neck.

"What you think of this shit." Latrell said looking at Breeze."

Breeze eyes switched from Hammer to Latrell and to the suspect before putting his eyes on Latrell.

"The shit seems to sweet and easy, how the fuck you even knew where to come." Breeze said directing his question to the suspect who now had sweat rushing down his forehead.

"I-i had some help with a friend." The man said thinking it would help his case but it only worsened the situation."

"Friend? What fucking friend?" Latrell said now pulling his gun aiming it at his head.

"Huh? What." The man now shaking in fear.

"You said a friend helped you, I'm not fucking stupid." Latrell hit the man with his gun.

"WHAT FUCKING FRIEND." Latrell shouted now with the gun aimed up at his chin.

Breeze allowed him to question him, friend? What random person could possibly know his whereabouts? He wasn't that obvious and heavily secured that it made the trap suspicious. He instead made it blend with the environment so it wouldn't get any attention. The only incident that happened was when Cross had found their spot and-

"Check the back of his neck." Breeze said interrupting Latrell's interrogation.

Latrell looked at his boss and nodded, walking to check the back of his neck."

"NO, WAIT." The man panicked.

"Aah shit, you's a dead mothetfucker now." Latrell sliced a piece of the mans skin off making the man yell before walking to breeze and handing him the piece of skin.

The skin had a red x on it and only certain people had that Mark for a reason.

"This is Crosses goon." Breeze said holding up the piece of skin showing Hammer.

"That mother fucker bold af sending somebody here." Hammer said looking at the man in disgust.

"What I wanna know is how he knows to find us."
Latrell rubbing the back of his neck contemplating.

"Cause all yall bitch asses are some weak pussies who need to be handled." The man said drawing their attention, he had no more reason to pretend and act like like a pussy anymore.

Without saying a word Breeze got out his gun and shot the man three times. One in the forehead and two to the chest.

Breeze took of his mask and gloves. "Obviously we can't stay here no more, we need to pack the shit here and find a new place."

"Get rid of this for me." He handed Hammer the gloves and mask.

"Send his body out, make sure Cross knows his bitch ass plan didn't work out." Breeze said as he walked out the room after hearing them say "Yes boss."

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