Chapter 5 Nicholas (aka Deboc)
"Time to get this shit done my nicca! You ready?" Bones said.
"Hell yeah! Fuck those Murph ass niccas" Big Earl says as he slips on his black gloves.
They slowly pull up on the dark alley. Bones grabs his phone and sends a quick text. Getting out the
dark blue Toyota Corolla, they each grab their shit out of the trunk. Big Earl grabs the chopper and the
Molotov cocktail as Bones grabs the two big cans of gasoline. Creeping up the alley, they are very
careful not to be seen. With their adrenaline pumping, they cannot get too excited. This is do or die
and the slightest mistake can cost them their lives. It's a crisp dark night. It had rained earlier in the
day so there are a few puddles. Splash! Bones steps in a puddle with his all black Timbs. Dressed in all
black with black hoodies, they blend in perfectly with the night. It's 4 in the morning and the trap is
starting to pipe down. They know the lookout kids usually start to make their way inside around 3, but
they still must be extra careful. As they approach the trap house, they can see no one is out back.
"Good" Bones
mumbles to himself. Big Earl sees the big Oak tree in the yard and stealthily takes cover. Bones
proceeds to pour gasoline around the perimeter of the house. He glances at his watch. "8 minutes" he
says to himself. He empties the remaining gasoline around the back and walks over and positions
himself behind the trash cans. Pulling the Mac 9 from his waistband, he sends the signal to Big Earl. Big
Earl then lights the Molotov cocktail and throws it towards the house. As it collides with the back door,
flames start to flare everywhere. Inside Black, Rico, Juan and his gal Sheila are sitting in the living room.
Black and Rico are playing Call of Duty. Sheila and Juan are making out on the couch.
"Ha Ha that's right mother fucker I got 28 kills nicca!" Black yells as he stands up and pumps his chest at Rico.
Cough, Cough.
"Damn Nicca? You smell that?" Rico says as he continues to cough.
Juan and Sheila start coughing and Black notices the smoke coming from the back of the house.
"Fuck Man this shit is on fire!!" He yells.
They all begin to start scrambling for the door.
Juan pushes Sheila out his lap and covers his face with his shirt as he runs towards the back door.
Flinging the door open, POW, Juan is welcomed by a bullet straight to the chest. Following close behind
trying to get to cover, Rico runs out right after not realizing that Juan has been shot. POW! POW! POW!
Bullets are being sprayed from every direction and Juan catches 3 to the chest before he leaves the back
porch. Sheila is terrified as she sees Juan's and Rico's bodies falls off the porch. She makes a dash for
the bathroom, hoping help arrives soon. Black sees Juan and Rico get popped too and know there are
henchmen outside coming for him. Thinking quick on his feet he decides to make his dash out the front
door. "Those niccas ain't fixing to get me" he says to his self. Busting the front door open he sees a
figure sitting on a green Ninja H2 SX Kawasaki motorcycle. Squinting his eyes he says "Who the fuck is
that?" to himself.
Aiming the red beam at Black's head, the figure fires one shot and hits him square in the head right in
between the eyes. He pulls up the kickstand and speeds down street into the night.
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Too Loyal
Short StoryNatalie just wants the best for her kids. She works hard to provide for them and keep them out of trouble. No matter how hard she works, trouble seems to always find them.
