Easton's Ending..

December 29th
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"So she really just left without no note or nothing nigga." Raymond laughed. I threw my blunt out the window for the second time today while he joked about my failed relationships. "Karma gon get ya ass for playing with them girls East." He said.

"Fuck a bitch named Karma." I rolled my eyes as my mind immediately went to the stripper who had her name.

My marriage was in distress after she found out that I was having affair with the girl she thought was a "family friend". Supposedly I've been broken up with by her as well. Life was great.

A part of me couldn't find it in my heart to actually give a fuck but my children were involved and I didn't have time to lose them so I played my role to try in get him back at least half-custody. I knew my heart was a bit cold and roughened up but I genuinely cared about my kids.

"So who the fuck did you actually love?" Raymond munched on some chips as he kept asking me questions. I payed him no attention as I had my eyes on the road as the sun started to slowly set. "Nigga Hello?" He asked.

"I mostly had feelings for Dylan real talk." I shrugged.

"Not even ya wife was first to you." Raymond shook his head in disbelief letting out a soft chuckle.

"Let's be real Erika was only wit a nigga for the money and the lavish living she ain't care about me for real." I said.

"East do you hear yourself right now fool?" Raymond looked at me confusingly setting down his chips in his laps. "If you ain't like her why you couldn't just simply get a divorce and leave like a smart nigga." He said.

"She wasn't finna sign no divorce papers, Ray!?" I slightly raised my voice.

"I really thought ya dumbass changed too, fuck all this let's hurry this drop up." Ray took out the gun from the glove department and tucked it in his pocket. "Don't make no mo mistakes tonight this ya last warning." He eyed me.

We both hopped out the car seeing the two other black tinted trucks pull up behind us as well. I opened the backseat doors grabbing both of the duffle bags.

"You sure this all of it Ray?" I asked him as he never moved his hand away from his gun.

"Don't ask me that shit they counted it we good stop sweating it." He glanced back at me for one second and then immediately went back to his straight mug. "This one big East don't fuck it up." He said.

I was never a nervous type nigga when it came to this but I just felt like something wasn't right about this situation. It's probably all in my head since a lot shit been going on with me but this just ain't feel like my normal feeling.

The men rolled out of the cars with nice tailored black suits, guns, and duffles. They all looked at the both of us some toting they're hands on their guns. I glanced to my pocket making sure I had a backup just in case. Raymond initiated as he slowly walked forward.

"Raymond, mi hermano, ¿cómo estás esta noche maravillosa?" Carlos walked over to us with arms wide open granting a smile with his silver grill.

"Carlos cut the Espanol bullshit and take the drugs so we can exchange the money." Raymond tapped his foot against the had concrete.

"Oh amigo mío, lo entiendo, Max recoge las bolsas!" Carlos called over his body guard to come check the bags out. I handed it over to him as he looked me up and down for brief moment. "Nigga is you gay? get the fuck on." I said. He let out a deep chuckle and walked away.

"Where's the money at Carlos?" Raymond leaned back against on the hood of his car chewing on a toothpick.

"tenemos que inspeccionar primero mi hermano tu sabes Que." Carlos gave a small smile as he ordered his people to inspect the bags.

I turned over to Raymond who was watching their every move. "So what if they find some wrong with it or it's not up to par?" I asked him.

"They blow our heads off the fuck ya think." He shrugged and said.

"So you cool with letting this short midget ass Spanish nigga blowing ya top off?" I leaned back on the car hood as well and watched them.

"Nah but they some big ass cartels and I know he doesn't give a fuck who it is, he'll kill a nigga." Raymond said.

Carlos walked backed and forth as his men completed the work and went back to give him some sort of news. He quickly glanced up at us but not with same wide ass smile he was usually giving us.

"Damn it, I know this look." Raymond whispered to himself as Carlos exchanged some last words with his guards and made his way over here. "East, when I tell you on, go, I mean that shit." He gave one last look at me and walked up.

My heart started pounding like a motherfucker it felt it was coming out of my chest. I knew something fucked up was going happen I just ain't know when.

"Raymond I thought you said you had it all together, my friend." Carlos let out a deep chuckle and stepped a bit closer.

"Man what's wrong with bags if there's an issue will fix it you know I got you." Raymond pleaded.

"No no Raymond you wanna see what happens to men who doesn't follow orders." Carlos said. His men opened the trunk filled with two clear bloody body bags of a decapitated body.

Raymond put his fingers behind his back showing me a hand signal shaped as the gun. I pulled out my gun out my pocket and walked up slowly to behind Carlos.

"Tiene un arma, Deja disparate!" Carlos yelled to his men as I began to walk up to him cocking my gun straight at his temple.

His men noticed and immediately let off firing they guns at us walking toward us. I stood there confused as Raymond ran straight pass me grabbing my shirt. "Nigga fucking run!" Raymond yelled.

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Raymond fell as he pushed me to keep running I slowly looked back at him as his body filled with bullet holes slowly leaking of blood.

My body was telling me to run but my heart was telling me don't leave my brother down there even if I knew he was already gone.

I turned around pulling my gun back up shooting at at them as sweat and tears rushed down my face. My cheeks filled with redness and my heart crashing against my chest.

My body dropped against the pavement as the bullets flew into my body hitting me twice in the stomach and once in the heart. The blood filled my mouth quickly as the last thing I saw was Raymond bled out next to me.

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I guess this was my Karma.

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To be continued....

Sadly RIP East.

Stay tuned for the next Chapter!