My Gangleader (gxg)

Chapter six: "Stubborn"

*two days later*

Zen is back home and today is my day off from work, he's really happy with our new setting.

Yesterday I gave him a gun and he's yearning to learn how to shoot.

"Bei, your phone," he hands it to me, "hello?"

"Hey darling, I've got a job for you." I sigh, "what is it?"

"It's at the warehouse in Washington, be here by 2:00 pm." I agree and hang up the phone.

"Who was it?" Zen questions, I sigh and hold my head.

"I've got to go," he frowns, "delivery?"

"Something like that," I get up and go to my room. I grab my keys and my gun, then I run back downstairs and into my car.

I leave the community and start my journey to Washington.

Once I'm there, I drive to the warehouse and come out of my car. She's waiting on me at the door with two men beside her.

"Hey Beige," I roll my eyes and we go inside to the room we were in the last time.

It's completely clean as if nothing happened. She sits me down, "what do you want?" She smiles and looks at the man beside her.

I pull out my gun and point it at her as soon as the men point theirs at me, "tell them to back off!"

She smiles, "tell them now!" she gets up and comes closer to me, then she places the gun at her head.

"Do it, Darling, show me you're a bad bítch," My heart begins to pound in my chest.

She goes back to her chair, I lower my gun and someone tackles me from behind. I fall to the ground and my vision goes blurry.

***

I woke up with something over my face, I tried getting up but I was tied down.

"What is this?" I heard a laugh, it's winter fúck.

"I want to know the name of the boy,"

"I'm not telling you that," I'd rather die than do that.

Water pours over my face and I can't breathe through the cloth on my face. It keeps pouring and I hear laughs, when it ends I gasp for air and my body tenses.

"Tell me his name," I keep silent and the water pours over my face again, I struggle against my restraints. I choke and that's causes some liquid to enter my lungs.

This time it last longer and my head starts to hurt.

"His name," I hear her voice again.

"I'll n-never tell y-you," more water pours over my face and I feel like I going to die. It pours for so long and my lungs feel like they're going to collapse.

"What's his name " she raises her voice and I flinch.

I feel a punch connect to my stomach and I grunt. Soon my restraints are off and the cloth.

I look at her, there were three other men in the room. I get up and one of them punches me.

Someone knocks me off my feet, "what's his name?"

"Fuck you!" I slap connects with my jaw. I manage to get on my knees and fight back.

"Stop," she pulls out her gun and presses it against my forehead.

"Tell me the fúcking name!" She shouts and her gun clicks.

I shake and my eyes get glossy, "I'd rather die," she smiles, then she puts her gun away.

"That's good," I get so confused that I can't even comprehend what was going on.

"You not easy to crack, not even when your life is on the line shows me I can trust you,"

"I bet you trust a lot of people huh? That's a stupid decision, trust cones with love, that makes you weak."

"You think trust makes you love people," she shoots the guy next to her in the head, "I trust him but I don't love him."

"Why did you call me here?" She smiles and I roll my eyes.

"That ain't cute on you sweetheart," she comes closer to me and brushes my hair back, "you should smile more."

She walks out of the room and I follow her, "you're gonna help me with a drop-off tonight," she gives me my gun.

"I don't trust these niggas to do it for me." She puts her gun in her waistband.

"And you trust me of all people," I laugh and she looks at me, "a laugh?"

"I don't trust you but, you've proven to be quite good a what you do, drug dealing, it was hard finding you, also if you kill me you'd be dead in hours," she walks to my car.

"You mind giving me a lift, I don't feel like driving," I get in my car and start it.

She stands there and watches as I drive away, when I'm back I go to work.

I know it's my day off but I wanted to get some paperwork done so I could be free for the weekend.

When I went into the building I saw Veronica talking to Beth. I made sure I wasn't seen and listened.

"Yeah she's secretive, so what?" Veronica asks.

"She a bitch, and I don't like her, she treats everyone harshly."

I walk out from my hiding, "if not wanting everyone to know my business makes me a bítch, well so be it,"

I walk into my office and they look at me through the glass. Elizabeth walks away and Veronica enters my office and sits on my desk.

"This is my office, get down," she smiles and folds her legs.

"Really?" I smile, "yes really."

I type some more stuff up as she watches me, "you got my gift?"

"I did, it's nice thanks, but...I'm not going back to modeling

"Stop being so stubborn girl," I smile again.

"I always make you smile don't I," she hops off the desk.

I stand up, "sadly you do, I'm going home I'll see you tomorrow then?"

"I'm out tomorrow, I have a photoshoot for the girls in New Mexico." She smiles and exits, "maybe when I'm back we can talk,"

I fan her off and leave my office, then I drive home and get changed.

I'm wearing black pants with a black shirt and black Jordan's. I tuck my shirt inside my pants and put my hair in one.