Gangster Glam

Chapter 1: Part 4

*At paisley park*

Tony: *Taking the rope off the window* Damn she sure had guts doin somethin like this

Prince: *Sitting on the bed thinking*

Marcus: Yah man was she in the military or somethin

Prince: Will u 2 shut up? I'm thinking

Tony: *Cocky* Thinking about what? How she played u? *Chuckles* *Nudges Marcus*

Marcus:

*Cracks a laugh holding his mouth*

Prince: *With a threatening look* U think this shit is funny? *Walks up to them*

Marcus: Naw....*Clears his throat* No sir its not funny

Prince: Get my car nigga

Marcus: *Leaves*

Prince: And u....u on thin ice *Leaves*

Tony: *Frowns*

Prince: *Walking downstairs* Ok i gotta find out where she ran off to and FAST.

Jill: What's with all the commotion?

Prince: Angel escaped

Jill: What how?

Prince: Out of the window *Heads outside*

Marcus: *Pulls up in front of him and gets out the car*

Prince: Marcus come with me *Gets in*

Marcus: *Gets in the passenger seat*

*At Trayvon's house*

*Trayvon and Angel r eating dinner*

Trayvon: Lemme guess he's light skinned got a gun on him 24/7 and is a murderer?

Angel: How do u know that?

Trayvon: Cause I use to work for him

Angel: Get out

Trayvon: I'm serious Ang. I worked with him for a while helping him either jump a dude who owes money or managing his protestutes

Angel: He's a pimp?

Trayvon: Naw he used to be but not anymore

Angel: What stopped him?

Trayvon: I don't know i guess he wasn't making enough money

Angel: Not saying its a bad thing but what made u leave?

*Flashback*

*At a crack house*

Prince: I need some more dope for my hoes they kinda out of it tonight

Trayvon: *Standing behind prince with tony*

Prince's dealer: Depends...U got the money?

Prince: *Raises an eyebrow and holds out a waud of cash wrapped in a rubber band*

Prince's dealer: *Smiles* I'll see what I got for u my man

*Trayvon's P.O.V*

"That nigga's been hustlen ever since he was 12 years old. His pops ran out on his moms. Since he was the only man of the house he had to do what ever was necessary to take care of his mom and sister. Only thing is they didn't know what he was doin. His mom didn't care how he got the money she was just focusin on surviving. He was arrested a good 10 times. I know cause i was wit him every step of the way"

Trayvon: *Waiting outside of jail*

Prince: *Meets him and slaps hands wit him* U still on tonight?

Trayvon: Hell yah

Prince: Good cause we got a lot to do my man *Pats his back*

Trayvon's P.O.V

"We did a lot together. Either if it was robbin liquor stores or sellin dope on tha streets. Through the years he got more help and then I became one of his main boys and...also his best friend"

*One year ago*

*In the ghetto*

Prince: U got somethin for me Jay?

Jay: *Voice shaking* U kinda early man

Prince: I told u I will b back next week to get my money here i am where is it?

Jay:...I...I...I don't got it right now

Prince: Come again?

Jay: I said I don't got it right now

Prince: *Grabs him by the shirt and slams him against the wall* U listen to me fucker I gave u $10,000 worth of cocaine and u mean to tell me u didn't sell ANY OF IT?!

Jay: Come on man its Christmas everybody at home

Prince: *Lets him go*

Jay: *Fixes his shirt*

Prince: Alright then go get it I'll give it to somebody else to sell

Jay: Get what?

Marcus: The drugs fool!

Jay:.....Uh...I uh...

Prince: *Growls* U what?

Jay: Look man I had a party last night and we kinda used it

Prince:.....*Gets in his face with his hands behind his back* Then u owe me $10,000 mothafucka

Jay: *Frustrated* I don't....have it

Prince:.....*Raises an eyebrow* Well u just waisted my time AND my money*snaps his finger* Trayvon

Trayvon: *Steps up and cracks his knuckles*

Prince: Teach this boaa lesson *steps back*

Trayvon: *beats Jay up for a good 20 seconds*

Prince: Thas enough...the man's had enough of a beaten

Trayvon: *straightens up his hair*

Prince: *Grabs Jay's throat* Next time when i tell u to do somethin...u do it...I don't care if u havin these lame ass parties or havin lil friends over u make my money u got that?.....Or next time I won't go so easy on u *Lets go of him* *Snaps his fingers*

Trayvon: *Opens the door for him*

Prince: *Walks out with his hands behind his back*