Us Against Everybody 4 by Miss Candice

Us Against Everybody 4 by Miss Candice

Author:Miss Candice
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Leo Sullivan Presents | Sullivan Productions
Published: 2016-01-15T05:00:00+00:00


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VICE

As I sat on the passenger side of Reek’s whip, crazy thoughts flooded my brain. He’s talking but I’m barely listening. The nigga still didn’t have any answers for me but he rapping about he doesn’t believe Nico had anything to do with the shootout. He claims to not know where the heat came from, but he just knew it didn’t come from Nico’s weak ass. Reek kept saying how Nico didn’t have any motive. Fuck he mean? We don’t even know this nigga well enough to know if he had motive or not.

My paranoid side said he was responsible. And that Reek was in on it. The paranoia inside of me said Reek was trying to get rid of me, and intended to use Nico to do just that. The irrational side residing deep within was talking to me. Told me that Reek sent Nico to kill me and to make it look random. The paranoia inside of me said that I wasn’t supposed to find out like this. I wasn’t supposed to know Nico. Reek’s plan was a bust the moment Storm recognized him as her ex. Stupid ass nigga chose the wrong nigga to come at me.

However, on some real shit, what would be Reek’s point? Hell, I’m out the way. I gave the nigga my blocks. Even fronted him some work. What could he be on some fuck shit about? But, of course I knew Nico was too much of a pussy nigga to do such. My beef with the nigga was the fact that he put his slimy hands on my fiancé. No one is allowed to touch her in that matter. I’m the only mothafucka who will be wrapping my hands around her neck and that’s only when we on some rough fuck shit. Nico was disrespectful and because of that, he had to die.

I was dealing with too much. Not knowing who was already driving me crazy. Now I have to deal with the knocked out pussy nigga in the backseat. He is no real threat though. Just some pussy nigga I have to teach a lesson. What was stressing me the hell out was the fact that I couldn’t narrow down who sent bullets my way. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that it wasn’t because of any beef Reek could’ve had. Whoever it was was out to get me. Period.

I felt like I was reliving what I went through not too long ago. A nigga didn’t have time to be making moves, lighting shit up, on that reckless tip. I had too much to lose right now. I’m going to have an even bigger problem if Reek can’t figure out who sent bullets flying my way. I was trying my damnedest not to place the blame on Mack, that I was starting to stupidly place the blame on Reek.

I just didn’t want to off the old nigga, but I needed to. I had to. It was my fucking duty to send the pussy to his maker.



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