NBA/NCAA Imagines III (Completed)

Repost Special|| Fast Life ~ Stanley Johnson

A/N: Awkward is officially over. So it is time to put focus back on this book. Here is the first repost from Kam Writes. Hope you enjoy it. - Kam🖤

Repost Special:
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.

"Looking for somebody." He heard a female voice as we walked out back unto the beach area. He smirked and turned around. He knew it was Fire. She was one of the most beautiful girls he had ever scene in his entire life. Her brown skin glowed as she was dressed in a olive long-sleeved dress and a pair of high knee boots and her hair straight down reach her neck.

"Yes. It got a nigga in this club that owe me some money. So I am here for my money." Stanley said as we walked towards her.

"Oh really now. And I'm assuming you are the famous Ice from the other side of town." She asked with a raised eyebrow. Her tounge slightly stuck out of her mouth, something she did when she was in deep thought.

"In the flesh and blood. And my deep instinct says you are Fire. It is a pleasure to meet you baby girl." He said as placed a gun at her temple. Paris chuckled a bit and pointed her bedazzled gun at his.

"Oooo. I could see where you get Fire from." He cooed a bit, intrigued by the woman in front of him. He lowkey forgot about the money and wanted to talk to her all night.

"Just don't try me play boy. Just don't try me."

"Yo boss. The Mexicans are here lookimg for you." One of Paris men and one of Stanley men said at the sametime. They rolled their eyes and put away their weapons.

"You got problem with them too?" Stanley asked in amusement. The were always trying to start some unnecessary beef.

"

Them motherfuckers annoying as shit." she said as she cracked her nuckles. The two walked into the now quiet club, were the Mexicans were waiting for them.

"I can't believe you guys betrayed me. Teaming up with one another now." A short man said as he walked up towards them. The pair watched each other, knowing that someone in here was spying on them.

"But I just hope you know that you have started a war. A war that will never finished." Paris snapped her fingers and the short man in front of them was dead. A bullet pierced him in the middle of his forehead, causing the crowd to go crazy. The next sequence was an array of screams and bullets until all of the Mexican men were down. Paris shook her head the dead bodies and walked over them out of the door with her guys.

"I'll see you later Ice."

"I didn't ask for the entire story on how y'all met. I just said that you guys were crazy." Kelly said laughing as his best friend. He knew he was crazy for this girl and he was happy for the both of them. Right now, the cemetery workers were filling up the grave. They both knew that something would go down soon.

"Keep your hands up you are under arrest"

"You think you can hide from me so long your dumbass."

Kelly and Stanley watched each other as they both raised their hands the police orders. The two smiled at each other as Stanley looked up to the sky.

"It was all his fault. He was the one selling drugs and killing people." Paris aunt screamed out pointing at Stanley. Persons around her shook their head at the sell out she was being. Everyone knew she was mad at him, because when his father used to run things, he never claimed her as a main.

The police walked up behind at them, the same time the Mexicans aimed their guns. The police were conflicted on what was about to happen. One of the guys from the Mexican based shot first, but the shot ended up hitting a police officer. Bullets start to blast from both ends, giving the two best friends the chance to run. The hit the corner behind the church, where their guys were waiting for them two seperate cars.

"Yo Bro. I'll catch you later stay safe." Kelly said as they did their signature handshake. They jumped into their respective vehicles, speeding off in opposite direction. Stanley crusied off to his secret hiding spot, where he had everything set up for escape plan.

"So baby girl, where do you want to go?" He asked as he finally turned his head to meet the love of his life.

"Anywhere with you."