NBA/NCAA Imagines II (Completed)

Bonous ||Fast Life

Featuring Stanley Johnson
Dedicated to ParisAmour

Stanley stood in front of the coffin, as the workers lowered it down into the ground. Dressed in all black, he was sipping on a vlask of rum the entire day, trying to deal with the empty void in his life. He couldn't believe the love of his life was now gone. He would do anything to trade places with her, anything to make her smile again.

Her family that was not from town blamed him for the death. They blamed him for her life style as it. But they were wrong, he met her in deep in the game. Their two different styles created a new era in the streets. They were known as the modern Robin Hood.

Majority of their money that was generated from their busineses and sales across the country, funded many projects in their community. The government wasn't doing anything, so they thought it was their duty to uplift the next generation.

"I can't believe she is gone. My baby. What did I ever do to deserve this lord. Bring her back. Bring my niece back." Her aunt dramatically screamed into the ground. Tears ran down her face and her hat and wig was almost of her head. Stanley rolled his eyes knowing the entire act was fake and it was just for attention. Everyone knew that her family didn't care about her. Her true family were the ones she met on the streets.

"Man that woman is annoying as fuck. I will not hesitate and shoot her in the leg." Kelly, Stanley's best friend said as she stood next to him. Stanley chuckled a bit and shook his head.

"That is only going to make things worse. She is going to scream and get our asses arrested." He took a large chug out of his vlask, licking his lips of any extra liquour.

"I'm surprised that you are actually out here in public. Knowing you, you would've been on some ninja shit." Kelly said trying to the lighten up the mood a bit.

"I mean. I was going to get caught someday. The question is, who is going to catch me first." He said with a small smirk. Call him crazy, but that was the thrill that got him excited. After Paris' death,everyone wanted his head and he knew it. He decided to keep it on a low until today. He couldn't skip the funeral of the love of his life.

"Imagine. You guys met in dramatic fashion and will go in dramatic fashion as well? Crazy ass motherfuckas."

Paris looked down on the crowd from V.I.P. section in the club. One of her boys were hosting their birthday party and she rolled through for support. No matter how turnt the atmosphere was, she still was on the look out for anything fishy.

She knew over the last few years to never let your guard down, especially being a female in this game.

She spotted a tall dark skin guy, walking through the club, like he was looking for someone. It was known fact that if you were in her territory you always have to check with her first.

Stanley knew he was in a right place. This guy owed him money and was about three months behind on payment. Everyone knew not to mess with him and definitely not to mess with his money. He wished his right hand man was with him, but as usual the pretty boys always had some baby momma drama.

His men were posted around the club just incase anything happened. He had a gut feeling that tonight was going to be interesting. He was in Fire's territory anyways. Wild shit always happened in her area.