Chapter 15

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Adrians POV 

I was plotting to kill Lucky after the meeting, I was already making money with Reggie I was already on my feet, we was pulling connects for weed and cocaine. I sat at the highest rank with Lucky but my reign was over. "babe come to bed." I had my little dime piece CeCe on my back she kissed my shoulders, I was glancing out the window a black car was sitting across the street from my house. "I will....go lay back-" 3 guys in black bust down the door with AK47s and ski mask on. Cece grabbed the blanket because she was naked, everything was happening so fast "GET THE FUCK ON THE BED BITCH." the voice was so familiar but I couldn't put my finger on it, I was too nervous to say the wrong shit. I had my hands up and sat next to Cece "WHERES THE FUCKIN MONEY!" they rampaged my room, I shook my head, Cece was next to me shaking and crying. "I will let one of you go." the man in the mask said "let her go." he then slapped me across the face with his gun "Shut up bitch I didn't tell you to talk." I held my jaw and looked at him, this was a fucked up situation for real. "please, please just let me go." Cece begged, one of the masked men grabbed her by the back of her head and licked her cheek. "Nah man I might wanna make this fish squirm." she grabbed his hand trying to push it off and he knocked her upside the head with the gun. I looked at her as if this was a usual, the man pulled down his pants and underwear, I seen him grin. "Watch me fuck yo bitch nigga." "NO AINT NOBODY FUCKIN NOBODY." the main perpetrator yelled, he looked up and straighten himself up, he then stood up in front of the man. "WHAT THE FUCK MAN WE WAS SUPPOSE TO TORTURE HIS ASS THATS WHAT L-" the main guy slapped him across the face and he fell continuing to pound him in the face. "yo boss that's enough." he stood up and straighten himself up "I'm only gonna ask you once where the fuck is the money? Or I'll kill the bitch." "I know Lucky set y'all up to this....underneath my bed is a safe box...the combination is my son and daughters birthday combined 0907." they grabbed the box from underneath the bed taking the entire thing. One of them then slapped me across the face with a gun knocking me out cold. 

I got up and Cece was grabbing her things, "Where you going." "Don't fuckin talk to me, I have had it up to here I am 22 years old no kids, and have my entire lie ahead of me, I shouldve listen to my girl sheeda when it came to fuckin with a drug dealer." "Yo foreal..you trippin." she then grabbed her stuff and left out the front door. I called Reggie and didn't get an answer I threw my clothes on and hurried out the crib, shit was finna go down I just knew it. I pulled up to Reggies house, and it was burning on fire, there were police, firefighters, ad local people hanging around, the news van was here already reporting. It was smoky I ran threw the crowd wondering if Reggie was around, I then spotted him tussling with the cops "MY KIDS ARE IN THERE!" he cried Out "SIR WE ARE GOING TO NEED FOR YOU TO CALM DOWN!" I grabbed him and pulled him aside "REGGIE STAY COOL MAN." there was a loud bang coming from the burning house, they were battling to put the fire out, then in a smoky haze, you seen a firefighter running out with a little child and and a teacup yorkie the entire crowd start cheering, it was a little girl about the age of 9, Reggie pushed passed everyone to get to his daughter, he picked her up and hugged her kissing her all over her face, he begin to cry repeating he loves her, and all I could think about was Amiya. I walked away and got into my car pulling off to the nearest bar.

I sat at the bar drinking and smoking a black n mild, for years I waited to hold my kids, and now one of my heart strings were killed by her psycho ass mother. My eyes begin to tear up but I was a man, and I couldn't let anyone see me cry, but then again this liqour hid noo insecurities of mine. 

"Wasup Sharice, how you been?" I asked leaning on the wall, there were at least 20 inmates behind me wanting to get on the phone, "I'm good." "Aye man hurry up." One of the inmates demanded "Aight man just chill, its my baby mama on the phone." "What's going on in the background." "Nothing nothing you need to worry yourself about, but aye put Amiya on the phone." "Okay." "Hi daddy." "Hi pooh bear, how you been....daddy miss you." "I miss you too daddy." she sounded so innocent she was 4 at the time "I'm gonna be home pretty soon." "OOO when?" "when you turn-" "Yo man get the fuck off the phone." "BRUH IM TALKIN TO MY FUCKIN DAUGHTER!" "NIGGA I DONT GIVE A DAMN IF YOU TALKING TO THE PRESIDENT." I shook my head and hit the nigga in the face with the phone a good 40 times until blood came out, the Correctional officer pulled me up, the phone was dangling from the cord, "DADDY....DADDY." I heard the muffling sound coming from the phone "ALRIGHT INMATE 5337620 THAT'LL BE YOUR LAST PHONE CONVERSATION."

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