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Arthur's p.o.v

After being dropped off at the parking lot, I got inside my car, lowered my seat, turned the music all the way up and pulled off in full speed to the trap house. I never go to my house when my pops isn't there. Almost everything in the house is broken and to be absolutely honest I don't feel safe walking on the floors. It always feels like I'll fall downstairs every time.

"check this out" Andre says beside me showing me a picture on his screen with a blunt dangling on his mouth as usual.

"Who's that" I ask him when my eyes fall on the thick girl in the picture while I brush my hair.

"I don't know but I wanna hit. Look at them cheeks shit. Wouldn't you hit if she slid in your DM?" he asks zooming into the picture with his perverted smile. I just shrug my shoulder and get up to check my waves on the small mirror hanging on the wall. "Shenaya let you fuck once and now you can't cheat?" Andre says snickering on the couch.

"You think my waves look bumpy" I ask instead of paying his question any mind. He just gives me a blank stare and busts out laughing. I shake my head at his childishness.

"Well now that you mentioning it, they kinda do tho-" and I hit his hand away that was a little too close to my head. "I'm just playing with you nigga, they fresh" he says when he sees the irritated look on my face.

I thought Jake was joking when he gave me a failed compliment but he looked pretty serious to me. When I got to the trap I couldn't help but check my waves. Thinking about him brings back the thoughts of our eventful day together. Jake's company is undeniably pleasurable to have around. At first I thought he was shy and socially detached but he's very talkative when he's enjoying himself. He almost ate all of my mozzarella sticks when he clearly said that he doesn't eat too much food and all he fed me back in return was a few scoops of his sundae.

"You smiling for no reason and you say your waves look bumpy. Two reasons for me to believe that you going crazy" Andre says waving his hand on my face and I hit it. I lightly tap my cellphone on my jeans when his smile and the way he puts his hair behind his ear swiftly flash through my mind. I rub my eyelids with my thumb and index finger with a little pressure, take a deep breath and turn on my phone. I reply to some texts Shenaya send me and scroll through the gram after. My whole timeline is about the party at Abigail's.

"I'mma go eat something" I hear Andre mumble and disappears into the kitchen. Moments later I find myself hovering my fingers over Jake's number. I feel like taking him to the party later on tonight and it's either because of what he said about him always being in the house or because of what Abigail said about him back at the cafeteria. I click on text to send him something.

Me: Wassup mozzarella stick thief

Jake: Hiii Arthur😊

Jake: Did you get to your car safely?

Jake: I am not a thief😝

Jake: And also I feel great, how are you

I chuckle at his fast replies and the way he texts. He must have gasped at the name.

Me: I'mma call you

Jake: Yes and I said I would answer

Me: Naah I mean I'mma call you right now

Jake: Ooh, oh okay☺

I dial his number waiting for the call to go through and when it does he picks up immediately.

"Did you get home s-safely? Did you tell your parents that you skipped school today? Should I help you talk to them? Oh my God are you in trouble" he rambles through the phone without even greeting me first.

"Chill, I'm tight. You ain't gotta worry about all of that" I assure him.

"Oh then why did you call. I really thought something happened" he says after taking a deep breath.

"So I can't call you if nothing happens? Good it's noted then" I say waiting for his reaction.

"Oh n-no don't note it. It's okay to call whenever you want to Arthur. Note that instead" he responds and I shake my head at the way he pronounces my name.

"You wanna go to the party later on tonight?"

"N-no"

"Why not"

"Nothing, , I'm not feeling very well"
Jake says on the other end giving me the fakest couch I've ever heard.

"Did Abigail and them say something to you?"

"N-no"

"Aight then I'mma come get you later since you said you always in the house and I take it that you've never went to a party before. Don't worry about asking your mom, I'mma do that"

"Uhm okay, but I really wasn't lying"

"You don't know how to lie and the cough was fake as fuck"

"No swearing Arthur"

"Oh really,Give me two reasons why I shouldn't"

"Uhmm it's not nice and you have to pay the other person every time you do it"

"You trynna make some quick money on me? Aight say no more, I sponsor. That's why them girls be calling me daddy" I teasingly say making him squeak on the other side.

"Oh t-they call you their father? That's nice, uhmm and I'm n-not trying to make m-money at all.....Arthur c-can you give me the time w-when yo-"

"Hold on, someone's calling" I stop him midway taking a look at the screen to see the caller's name before I pick up. When I see my dad's name flashing on my screen I say "I'mma pick you up at ten aight? Later, I gotta take this call" and end the call with Jake.

"Pops" I say in an indifferent tone and the sounds in the background immidiately get my attention making me sit up. "Where you at" I ask him interrogatively because I know those sounds too well and he never calls when he's onto his illigal shit. He mutters out an adress at least three times before he speaks.

"My driver fucked up and we stuck on the second floor of a club" he says making me frown.

"You aight in there?" I ask furiously to be sure that he isn't injured and he responds with a yes but his answer doesn't satisfy me one bit.

"Listen to me Arthur. I want you to drive to the adress I gave you and when you see the blue building, slow down and make a turn to the back. There's a couple of mexicans at the front fully loaded so last thing you want is attention. Just drive to the back, hit me up and uncle James and I will run out. Can you do that?" he explains to me and Andre walks back into the room.

"Wassup with you" he yells when he sees the expression on my face.

"Oh perfect, you with him right now Arthur? Forget I ever told your ass" my dad says on the other end making me kiss my teeth.

"I'mma be there in 45 minutes" I respond stubbornly.

"Come alone aight? There's no need to be extra and start something. I didn't wanna include you in this but I ain't got no other choice....... Alone Arthur, no company" he mutters through the phone and I grunt. I know exactly what he means by 'alone' but who says I have to listen.

"Yeah, alone. I got it" I complain waiting for this conversation to end so I can focus on getting him out of there. When the call ends I chuckle slightly. I tend to do that when I'm pissed off.

"What happened man" Andre asks sitting on the opposite couch.

"A couple of mexicans interfered with my dad's job and now they can't get out. He wants me to go get him."

"Well let's go pay these niggas a visit" Andre says all excited and I stop him with the following words "Pops said alone, he don't want me starting shit" .

He just looks at me like I'm stupid and replies with " if you think I'mma let my homie roll up on another hood unarmed, you got another thing coming nigga. Let's go safe your pops".

I have no choice but to grab the keys and walk out with my phone in my pocket.

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I was having small talks with Andre throughout the whole ride. If he's not smoking then he's telling stories or giving life advice when you're around him. For him only his advice counts. it doesn't matter how hard you try, he will never take yours. Hence his bad smoking habits and hasty decisions.

"Why you ain't ever tried to leave this place" I ask since we're currently talking about the streets with my gaze fixated on the road.

"Who said I never tried" he replies immidiately. The vexation is clear to see on his face.

"That's the thing about people, y'all love assuming. I been grinding since I was 13 years old alone on these streets. My mama worked hard every single fucking day to provide for me and my brother until she died from cancer. I don't give a fuck about my father cause that nigga is a motherfucking disappointment. I could care less when they shot his flamboyant gay ass right on these streets" he says in a very cold tone changing the mood in the car.

"That's why I talk to Deshaun every day. He better not make no damn mistake. I don't want his ass in jail and he ain't understand that. I had to beat his ass when he tried to act like his father. I stopped that shit right away and gave his ass a gun and introduced him to the real grind. I believe that somehow, someday we gone make it out of here and it doesn't matter how. As long as we safe and both our names are clean, I'm good" he adds seemingly reflecting on what he just said.

"You got trouble with the cops?"

"Apperently. These niggas been on me since my last jail time and they trynna give me life. I got a way to handle it tho and that gone get them of my back for good" he says giving me a toothy smile with his eyes delated.

"Don't trust anybody Arthur" he tells me hitting my shoulder slightly. He must be really high because I've known Andre long enough to know that he never shares his moves with anyone.

It's depressing what Andre and his brother had to go through at such a young age. I'm glad that I didn't experience that. Allthough My mother's not around, my dad makes sure we eat everyday and to that I'm grateful. We don't understand each other sometimes and he's always trying to control my life but at the end of the day I would be devastated if I ever had to lose him. He's the only one I got.

"Aight that's the place we gotta be at, I'mma make a turn and drive to the back" I say when the blue building my dad mentioned comes into view. I could indeed see the men at the front.

"Back? Ain't you say that these mexicans were standing at the front?" Andre asks confused and I nod.

"Yeah but my pops said not to start shit so beefing ain't necessary" I say slowing down when we come closer to the building like he told me to.

"We wouldn't be starting shit, it's just killing a couple of mexican niggas but it's aight though" he agrees.

"There's more of them inside tho" I remind him with my eyes following the movements of the men at the front.

My eyebrows arch in suspicion when Andre rolls down his window. I should've known that he was too calm about the situation when I told him no shooting. That's why I couldn't do anything else but speed up the damn car when this dumb ass nigga started shooting screaming 'Drive-by'.

"Nigga the fuck did you just do bruh?" I yell hitting the steering wheel when they manage to shoot the tires. I look through the rearview mirror and see six of them running towards our car.

"Let's practise on these slow bitches" he says pulling a gun out of nowhere handing it to me and takes another one for himself.

"This is how your ass wanna get rid of them cops watching you?" I yell at his foolishness. Andre can be really childish at times.

"Don't worry about that, didn't I say I'mma handle it? That's what I'm doing" he says kicking the car door harshly and rolls out. I have no choice but to follow him when a bullet pierce through my window.

"Cover me nigga" Andre howls from across the street as I'm trying to finish what he just started. I'm surrounded by four of the men, two of them armed while I'm behind a car. Andre is over there struggling with two of them who aren't even armed.

It's a good thing that I can aim from afar because I luckily manage to shoot the armed ones before they get closer and shoot the two others on their legs. I quickly make my way to Andre who's pinned down by a guy and quickly kick his gun away when the other guy tries to grab it.

I get distracted when my phone starts vibrating in my pocket and one of the men takes this opportunity to come closer but I shoot him in his legs making him howl in pain. I give Andre a hand to get up and we quickly run to the side of the building with our heads down taking cover once again. The vibration of my phone doesn't stop so I fish it out of my pocket.

"Turn back, some niggas shooting out there and I don't want you here, we moving out" I hear my dad say faintly and I roll my eyes.

"I'm niggas" I shout into the phone.

"Where y'all at exactly, I'm coming in" I ask him and there is silence on the other side for a couple of seconds until he exhales sharply and says, "second floor, but I want you to leave". I was about to end the call when someone ran into us on full speed making me swiftly throw my phone at his head and fire after.

"Why you ain't stop him, now my phone's broken" I yell at and exhausted Andre with his hands on his knees.

"Go inside..... I'll take... care of them niggas here" he says out of breath like he just ran a marathon when he just fought with one of the men. I glance at my phone broken in pieces on the floor before running into the building.

The club is suprisingly packed with people. I swiftly check the place out and see the men that look like the ones outside in a booth drinking with girls all over them. There's a lot of people on the dance floor so I make sure to walk as close to them as possible to avoid suspicion.

Finally making it to a dark corner all the way in the back I see two staircases both leading to the second floor. Since I'm not quite sure at what part of the building my dad's in, I take a guess and climb to the right without a clue where to go.

A woman who suddenly comes out of nowhere rubs all over my chest while she whispers something along the lines of, "Looking for a good time?" . She has a curvy body, pretty curled hair with legs to die for so I take a step closer to her.

"I'm here for business, am I on the right side?" I whisper in her ear as I back her up to the wall and she giggles shaking her head.

"The other side baby, this side is the pleasure spot and it seems like your on the right side to me" she tells me with a wink making my eyebrows go up.

"Yeah I climbed the stairs on the right. You got a phone I can borrow, I gotta make a call" I say and she pulls me by my hand to the end of the hall and walks into a dim room with red lights. I look around at the room seeing a bed right in the middle with a pole in front of it.

"Here, you really don't want a good time?" she pleads when she hands me the phone and I shake my hand walking out.

"Pops" I quickly say through the phone when he picks up right after I dial the number.

"Arthur? You left right?" He asks and I answer with a naah.

"I'm still on the second floor of the building, where are y'all exactly" I say lowering my voice.

"Shit, what the fuck did I tell your ass nigga. I clearly told you to turn back now we in a car leaving. If these niggas find out who you are, you dead. Make sure you come out of that club and I'mma come get you. Lay low aight?" he explains through the phone and I nod multiple times. When the call ends I return the phone back to its owner.

I make large paces back to the set of staircase and abruptly stop in my tracks when I hear something similar to a gunshot over the music. I stop in my tracks, crawl to the first step and look down just to see Andre at the door with his gun in his hand. The people didn't hear the gunshot over the loud music but as soon as they do they all run out of the building and Andre runs to take cover behind a table.

This nigga always making it harder for me than it fucking is

I was about to go down when a man throws something towards Andre that makes him start couching hysterically.

Teargas

Two of them were going closer and I pull the trigger to distract them so Andre can run out and he does leaving me there with my cover blown. All of the men downstairs hurriedly climb up when they spot me and I sprint right back into the room I came from.

"I'mma need another way to get out of here" I quickly say when I run inside the room of the woman's phone I used.

"Uhmm I'm kind of new here so I don't know but you could ask Candy. She's our boss you could say" she says making a frown appear on my face.

"Who the fuck is Candy, I need to leave now" I tell her and she swiftly nods with a follow me. She opens something like a secret door leading to another room that's way bigger with two poles.

"Candy, do you know another way to get out of here?" the woman on my side asks the other one that has her back turned towards us. Candy has little to almost no clothes on. When 'Candy' turns around my whole demeanor changes making smoke come out of my ears. I hate this woman with a passion and she's the last thing I thought of seeing here.

"Never mind" I say with my hands up walking to the main door and stop when I hear violent knocks on the other side of the door. I walk backwards to the window and open it while my 'mother' is trying to speak to me. The door flies open and the men come into vision.

All I could do was jump out and fall right on my legs making my ankle turn in an uncomfortable way. My gun falls into a nearby dumpster and I crawl behind it when they start shooting from up there. I could see the so called 'Candy' trying to stop the men on the window.

Moments later a car speeds up into the abandoned place making a quick turn. The person drives backwards to block the door I didn't see when I fell down.

"GET IN" I hear my pops say when the windows go down and I get up on my feet just to fall back down. When he sees this he steps out running towards me while I warn him about the men on the window. Instead of shooting he gives me a hand and helps me get into the backseat while uncle James distracts the ones at the door.

My dad also jumps in the back seat when I'm finally in the car and uncle James steps on the gas after he gets back in the driver's seat. Panic washed over me when my father slowly falls on my lap and my eyes isntantly fall on the blood on his back. I rip his shirt open just to see a big pool of blood coming out of a gunshot wound.

"GO GO GO" I yell to uncle Thomas to speed it up some more.

"What's going on back there"

"He got shot"

*****

Wow that was crazy. His dad came back for him and he got shot. I really hope he makes it though and where is ANDRE?????

What are your thoughts on

Arthur?

Andre?

Jake?

Arthur's dad?

Uncle James?