Cj.

"So, how are we goin' about this?"James asked as we were sitting down at one of our private traps.

This trap was the trap incase some shit like this happened. It was full of money and drugs, if you didn't have one of these. You weren't doing something right.

"I got our people from the South, on a flight as we speak,"I answered him "We just need to start plannin' everything for the big night."

"Ight, ight. I say let's take this nigga out the old fashion way. We haven't done it in a while."Tristan suggested..

"I was goin' to do that anyways, I don't play about my family or my money,"I shrugged. "Nigga whole family is about to pay."

"Oh snap, old Cj is finally comin' back."James cheered taking a pull from his blunt.

"Boss, the others are here."My head bodyguard Tim announced and I nodded.

"Let them in."

He nodded and opened the door wider.

"Wassup ugly ass niggas."Zay smiled coming into the room.

All my homeboys were here... Zay, Quincy, Marion, Kelton, Treshawn, Tony, Quinton, Kj, and Marcus.

"Wassup everybody,"I got up and dapped everybody up. "Look, we got somebody who needs to get put down fast,"

"...And he done caught our asses twice, and almost killed my fiancé. It's his death date."I continue.

"You know we ttg nigga."Kj nodded.

"Yea bru, we know how this shit feels. We got you."Quinton assured me.

"Fasho B, I got another nigga comin' from Louisiana,"I told them. "This nigga is beyond ruthless."

"Just got off the phone with Jacob, he ready to start trackin' families."Tristan announced putting his phone in his pocket.

"Y'all killin' the families too? This nigga really is a threat."Marcus looked at all three of us.

"Nah, we just do things differently up here than y'all do in Atlanta."James shrugged.

"Yea obviously. We heard about you Brooklyn niggas, ruthless as it gets."Zay shook his head.

"Boss, Krysler is here."Tim announced and I signaled for him to let him in.

"So, this is Krysler. He the mans I was tellin' y'all about."I introduced him.

"Wazzam,"He gave them a head nod. "So, who dis clown we fightin' against?"He looked over at me.

I explained everything to him, and I went over the plan with everybody.

"Tuh, dis damn foo' dun met his match."Krysler grinned rubbing his hands together. "Let's get dis shit goin' time to dust some niggas."

"Let's roll."I opened the door and walked out.

We all loaded up in the two tahoe's that I own, and made our way to Gunna's club.

We all pulled up, and the club wasn't as packed tonight. That made it easier for us.

"Everybody strapped in ready?"I looked back. "And make sure the silencer is on. We don't need a huge scene, this is an in and out mission."I told them.

"Let's get it baybehhh."Krysler grinned walking infront of everybody.

"He a lunatic or something?"I heard Zay ask James.

"Nigga is definitely missin' a few screws,"James answered him. "That's Cj's boy though, I don't know where he found his ass at."

I chuckled to myself listening to them talk about Krysler. Yea, he suffers from ADHD so he's super hyper all of the time. It makes him the perfect candidate.

"Alright look, Gunna is all about that all white bullshit. So look for the niggas that has all white on."They all nodded and we all split up.

I spotted a dude with all white walking into the bathroom with his girl, and I made my way towards them.

I checked my surroundings first and then I stepped into the restroom. I heard moaning, and groaning coming from the last stall.

I cocked my gun, and busted open the stall. The girl start screaming and I just shot her in the head so she could shut the fuck up.

The dude tried reaching for his gun, but I shot him in the arm before he could reach it.

"Damn man, you have to be quicker than that."I grinned walking towards him.

"L-L-Look man I don't want no trouble."He trembled in fear, holding his leaking arm.

"Blah blah blah,"I yawned staring blankly at him. I cocked my gun back and shot him in the head.

"Ew, ew. Disgusting."I heard a dude complain busting in the bathroom.

I stepped over the girl's dead body, and looked to see who it was.

"Nigga what is you doin'?"I snapped looking at James washing his hands over and over again.

"Man, I shot three niggas and they blood got all on me."He whined scrubbing his arms.

"You supposed to be a killer, and acting like a bitch."I walked out of the bathroom to finish the job.

I walked all the way to the top stairs, that's where the manager is. I crept down this corridor, until I made it to the end door.

"Ayy! What you doin' nigga?"This big buff ass bodyguard came towards me.

I sucked my teeth and shot him right in the head. Nigga could've lived, but he just had to come towards me. Fucking dummy.

I busted in the room, and the manager was in the middle of counting money. He saw who I was, and his eyes bucked.

"What? You look you seen a ghost nigga."I gave him an evil smirk.

"Man look,"He got up. "Whatever beef you have with Gunna, leave me out of it. I had nothing to do with that, it was all his ass."

"Man nigga you a goofy."I cocked my gun back and pointed it at him.

Before I could pull the trigger, he fell to the ground with a bullet hole in the middle of his head.

I looked behind me and Krysler shrugged. "Dat nigga was talkin' way to much fa' me,"He walked over towards his desk. "Snitches get stitches."He shook his head and pulled a piece of paper out.

"What is you doing Krysler?"I furrowed an brow at him.

"That nigga left you a note, we gone leave him one,"He shrugged and wrote something on the piece of paper. "Now we all third graders in this bitch."He chuckled and walked out of the office.

I just shook my head and walked behind him. Once we made it downstairs, all the boys were gathered up at the exit.

"Everybody in white dead?"I asked and they all nodded.

"Where is Krysler?"Quincy looked around and I shrugged.

"He was just right beside m-"

"Oouuuu weeeee, that was such an excitement killin' folks."Krysler popped up full of energy.

"That nigga is on crack."Zay stared at Krysler.

"Nigga smokin' them damn tweeds."James commented making everybody including Krysler laugh.

"Let's get out of here. We gotta suit up for the next part of the plan."I instructed.

We all walked out of the club, and loaded back up.

We pulled up to our empty warehouse. We got out and walked inside.

"I sent some people to go get his uncle and auntie."I told them.

We walked into one of the rooms, and I walked up and pulled the pillow case from over their heads.

"W-W-What's going on?"His aunt asked looking up at us in fear, "Who are you people?"

"Yo' worst nightmare baybehhh."Krysler smirked smacking her with his gun.

"I got this K,"I pulled him back a little, "Look here ma'am...Your nephew Gunna have put you all in danger. He almost killed my fiancée, so I'm going to kill his family. Capeesh?"

Tears start running down her face, "Please don't kill us! We'll do any-"

I cut her off by putting a bullet in between her eyes. I turned my attention to his uncle who looked scared.

"Look man, do what you have to do."He put his head down, and I shot him.

"Call the clean up crew. We need to move on now."I instructed and James pulled his phone out.

"Wait hol' up."Krysler took his phone out and took a picture of their dead bodies. "Aight let's head out."He smirked passing everybody up and walked outside.

Everybody just looked at him weirdly, before following him outside.

"Krysler what you about to do with that picture?"Kj asked him.

"Sendin' it to that nigga."He shrugged.

We just all nodded and loaded back up in the cars. I pulled my phone out and saw that I had a couple text messages from Jayda.

Wife: Hey baby, we miss u!
Today at 1:12 P.M.

Wife:I love you sm, when you coming home?
Today at 2:30 P.M.

Wife: Damn... you can't reply now? I bet it's another bitch.
Today at 2:50 P.M.

Wife: Okay, boy fuck you. Don't even worry about it! Me and my kids gone be straight!
Today at 4:15 P.M.

Wife: Still no text back? Bet. I know you not that busy nigga.
Today at 7:30 P.M.

Wife: Okay I'm sorry baby, I love you be safe.
Today at 10:00 P.M.

I shook my head at that girl.

"Ya girl trippen?"Marcus asked from behind me and I nodded my head.

"Well she pregnant, so her horomones all fucked up."

"Oh I know what you mean, Amyiah horomones is outta this world,"He rubbed his hands down his face, "Especially since she havin' triplets now."

"Well let me call this damn girl."I shook my head and pressed on her contact.

"Hello?"She answered in a sleepy voice.

"Hey baby, what you doing?"

"Just put Jahlan and Princess to sleep, and about to do the same,"She answered, "When are you coming back?"

"Soon baby I promise."I assured her and I heard sniffling come from her end, "You crying?"

"No.."She mumbled.

I sighed and looked up, "Look facetime me real quick."I told her and she hung up.

She called back and I answered the facetime call, "Baby why you crying?"

"Because, I miss you Cj. I want you here with me and your unborn child, I don't want to do this on my own."She broke down in tears.

"...And I just want you here holdin' me, your my fiancé your supposed to be here with me."She continued on.

"Baby calm down, I am going to be here to help you with everything. Just be patient baby."

"I'm so sick of this shit."She mumbled wiping her eyes.

"Sick of what? What you talkin' about Jayda?"I furrowed a brow.

"I gotta go."She mumbled and hung the phone up.

What the fuck...

I called her back, and she didn't answer. I called her three more times and she still didn't answer.

"Yo', take me to the safe house real quick. This girl got me fucked up."I instructed James and he nodded.

When we pulled up, I hopped out of the truck and went to the front. I gave the guards a head nod and they unlocked the door for me.

Mostly everybody was in the living room watching a movie, but Jayda.

"Where is Jayda?"I asked grabbing everybody's attention.

They all looked shocked to see all of us. Tristan and James girlfriend's ran towards them, hugging and kissing them.

"She's upstairs, being emotional."Cam came up and dapped me up.

I nodded and walked off while everybody was having their moment.

I walked into one of the rooms, and found Jahlan and Princess asleep in bed. I smiled to myself and went into the room next to it. Jayda was laying down on her phone.

"Baby.."I walked into the room some more.

She just stared at me.

"What? I got somethin' on my face?"I joked and she rolled her eyes, "Why you mad with me girl?"I asked sitting next to her.

She sat up in the bed and folded her arms with a pout on her face, "I'm not mad at you."

"You sure? Because it seems like you mad with me."

She sighed and looked up at the ceiling, "Why can't this all be over?"

"What baby?"I furrowed a brow.

"All of this.. I want you here with me, I want us to be a family. Your always gone now."She frowned up.

"What you trying to say? You want me out the game?"

"Yes, Cj you have a child on the way,"She started, "..And you have a fiancé and two babies already at the house."

"Look baby, I can't quit the game right now."I pulled her close to me. "We gotta eat, you do want to stay in that big ass house right?"

She pulled away from my grip, "Cj all of that isn't important to me. You being with your family is important to me."She got out of the bed.

"Jayda.."I stood up.

"How long?"She teared up at me and I gave her a bewildered look.

"How long what?"

"How long is it going to take you to see, that this isn't the life you want to live!"She snapped, "How long is it going to take you to see, that your not untouchable Christopher!"

I looked at her in disbelief, "What are you even talking about Jayda?"

"You know what I'm talking about."She pointed her finger at me, "You don't realize it, but you can be here today and be gone tomorrow. Leaving me with three fuckin' kids to raise all by myself!"She snapped pushing my chest.

"You need to chill out."I grabbed her hands, "I'm here now, so what's the problem?"

"You just don't get it."She yanked away from me.

My phone vibrated in my pocket and I got a text message from James saying that we needed to head back out, "Look I have to go. This conversation isn't over."I looked over at her as she climbed back in the bed.

"It is to me. Anything I say, you ain't gone listen anyways. I don't know why I waisted my breathe in the first place."She scoffed staring off.

I mugged her before storming out of the room. I walked back downstairs and just walked right out the house, without saying anything to anybody.

"Let's go."I hopped back in the truck.

They all looked at me, but just did what I said.

"Jacob ended up tracking some of his family."James looked over at me, "You want to hit them tonight or what?"

"Let's just get this over with."I mumbled sitting back.

We pulled up to one of Gunna's traps, and we all loaded up and hopped out of the trucks.

James and Tristan shot down the guards, and we all ran inside.

There were people everywhere, either bagging drugs, cooking them, or counting money.

"I got da' niggas ova' thea'."Krysler cocked his gun back and we all nodded.

We all split up and was dropping niggas left and right, after we were done killing as many people as we could.

"Wait, Wait! I've been waitin' all night to use dis bitch right hea'."Krysler grinned pulling a box out of his pocket.

"What is that?"Quinton asked him.

"A bomb,"He smirked, "...But I had got it specially made for myself."

We all loaded back up in the truck and quickly drove out of the way. We looked back at the explosion, and the words Krysler was here, was in the air as fireworks.

"I know this nigga didn't..."Zay trailed off looking at the fireworks still explode up in the air.

"Well I guess that's a way, to really catch Gunna's attention."Tristan shrugged.

"Now what?"Kj asked me.

"We wait," I answered him. "I know Gunna, he's going to try and hit first. So we gone prepared for anything.."

It's war time..

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