Revenge Is Sweet

-TJ-

We loaded all his clothes, shoes and jewlery in trash bags and Mal took it to the nearest shelter to give away.

With help from everyone else we dragged all the funiture and stuff out loaded it in the truck. Mani took it and sold it, we made 500,000 off of it.

I mopped the floor and Rose cleaned the the bathroom.

It was like no one was ever in there.

We were all in the lounge just trying to chill after the morning we had.

Violent pranced over to me and sat in my lap. She leaned over and whispered in my ear

"I know what will make you feel better"

"What?"

She pulled out a blunt

"Hell yeah!"

I grabbed it from her hand and put it to my mouth and she lit it for me.

-Saphire-

I had been watching Dro and Wef for the past 20 minutes.

These niggas bout boring as shit.

I slowly got out of my car, which was parked across the street from them.

I could feel their eyes on me.

"Ayye ma!"

I pretended I didn't hear and turned around to grab my purse while mentally rolling my eyes.

"Miss in the Lambo."

I slowly stood up and shut the door.

I locked the car then walked up to them.

"What can we do for a pretty lady like you?"

I laughed but in my mind I gagged.

"You tell me. You called me over here."

Dro threw his arm around my shoulder.

"My names Dro and that's Wef."

I scrunched up my face in fake confusion.

"Dro? Wef?"

Dro nodded and smiled, licking his lips.

Now he wasn't old, according to his file he was 31 but if you been in the game for a long time people consider you old.

"What is a pretty thing like you doing here?"

I flashed my million dollar smile.

"A lil road trip"

They started pulling me towards the alley they were in front of.

These niggas think they slick

As soon as we turned into the alley, Wef threw me against the wall. That was gunna bruise.

I let them rough me up a bit then Wef busted my lip.

"Oh fuck no!"

I pulled out my gun.

"Game over. Sit yall bitch asses down."

They got down.

"Who the fuck are you?"

I ignored Dro

"What do you know about Drew Turner gettin shot?"

They both looked at each other.

"Nothing."

I cocked the gun and pointed it at Wef.

"You busted my lip and right now nothing is stopping me from killing you so tell me what the fuck you know!"

"We don't know who did it! Some Tahj nigga was walking around running his mouth about how she was an easy target. How his people and C.W. handled that."

"Who the fuck is a C.W.?"

Dro looked up at me.

"Never heard of him till Tahj started coming around."

I took a deep breath.

"If yall are lying I will kill yall and all ya baby mamas. I know where the fuck yall live and all them hoes."

I picked up my purse and sent a wink their way before walking out the alley.

I walked over to my car and got in.

I sped off.

Can you have the first aid kit ready? -S

Yeahh -PinkRose

I turned on the radio and Enough of No Love came out of the speakers.

I pulled into the garage and walked in the kitchen to see Gem and a high Violent taking stuff out of the first aid kit.

"Whaaa happened to your faaaace?"

"Vi take ya high ass to bed or something!"

I laughed at Gem.

She patted the counter and I sat down.

Gem began cleaning my lip and the little cut on my chin.

Once she was done she cleaned up.

"We're all ready to go swimming so come on.

-Mani-

TJ

Mace

Mal and Mani

Saphire

Gem

Rose

"Violent get in!"

She shook her head and looked back down at her phone.

Saphire got up and took her now curly hair out of the bun before laying down on the chair next to Violent.

"Saph"

She looked at me from over her sunglasses.

I nodded my head towards the house.

-Saphire-

I looked at Mani with a raised eyebrow and shook my head.

He always trying to fuck.

"You know you want to."

I looked at Violent who was wiggling her eyebrows and busted out laughing.

"No. I'm want to sit out and tan."

She took off her varsity jacket and threw it on the back of the chair.

"Saph can I talk to you?"

I looked at her and nodded.

Just as she was about to talk someone rang the loud ass doorbell.

"Hold up."

I walked in the house and opened the door.

Some chick was standing there, she had to be only 15.

"May I help you?"

"I'm looking for Saphire and TJ Turner."

"I'm Saphire and who are you?"

"I'm Alex Drew Thomas, my mom and dad were Mika Thomas and Tremaine Beck."

I froze.

"Why are you here?"

"They're dead."