Deon walked in just bouncing around the room as I was lighting a blunt. I was finna put it away until the little shit said "You really think I don't know you, dad, and Reggie smoke? That's hilarious" he sarcastically rolled his eyes before slumping down on the bed.

"Why the fuck you in here Deon?" I said through gritted teeth "Why the fuck you smoking " Did...did this boy just mock me? Maybe he think I'm someone else because I don't know who hell he think he talking too.

"One watch your mouth and two say some shit like that again and I'll let Pimp throw your ass in the pool again" I all but glared at Pimps demon seed.

"Well I'm bored!!!" He shouted for no apparent reason. "Tootie still fucking shook from what happened, Dee Dee doing what she do best, Dj going home today, and the homies don't want to come over because they live in a whole different state!!" Junior huffed before getting all relaxed and shit on bed.

"Where dad at? He and the others been leaving and he tell us to stay home while you recover, it makes no since because you can't even defend yourself..." he groans.

"...if someone run up in this bitch right now we all will be dead" Junior continues as some more kids walk in the room, Dj plops down, shoes and shit all on my bed while Devonte glares at Junior.

Dee Dee walked in scowling at Junior...welp, what he do now.

"Junior why my PlayStation missing?" Tootie growls and Junior just whistles while looking around the room.

"Junior did you cut my dolly's head off?" Deisy asks while cocking her head to the side, yeah she finna snap...like me if they don't let me smoke in peace.

"Learn to take a joke, it ain't even that serious" Dj snaps and now my nerves went from irritated to fuck them kids.

"If y'all don't get out my room right now-" I paused after hearing the door from downstairs violently thrashing along with some banging. "The fuck" I mumbled as I sat my blunt down and picked up a gun.

"All y'all go to the closet" I ordered and now here comes the panic.

Devonte hyperventilating and Dee Dee shaking, other than those two Dj and Deon cooling besides the argument.

When the rattling stopped I said again but more firm "" Tootie and Dee Dee were the first ones in there while Deon and Dj took they sweet time.

"What's going on?" Dj kept asking as I crept over to the window and flipped open one of the blades to see if I'm just tripping. Update, no I'm not, there's a fucking jeep outside with two niggas talking to a big dude on my porch before he grabbed a gun.

Ain't this convenient

"Stop asking all them questions and go to the closet, Junior call Pimp or Donnie whichever name pops up first on my phone" I barked out orders while shoving them inside and locking the closet before moving something in front of it so it appears like it was never there.

I can hear my phone ringing from the other side and I rubbed my temples "DEON TURN THE RINGER OFF AND GET IT OFF SPEAKER" I hissed as the handle downstairs shot off.

It's quiet as fuck in this house so I don't know how they thought that they was just gon sneak in.

Anyways I inched closer to downstairs my good hand holding the gun while my recovering one on the wall for support. Who ever these motha fuckas were they were bold to come here thinking that I'm unguarded.

Or even assuming that I'm incapable of doing anything. I heard the door open as I got ready to shoot from the stairs and shoes were heard roaming the living room.

"I told y'all to shoot the door anyway instead of doing that James Bond shit" one said while the other, who was loud, said "Mane we came here to get Sean and the kids and that's it! We gotta be off the radar, if Pimp found out that Polar was alive than that'll be our ass's" I could hear someone smack and shush him as they crept around the bottom flooring.

Did he just say Polar? As in nigga who tragically died in a house fire with his family so Pimp took over? Since when was he alive?

I was in my thoughts until I heard someone say "Imma go check upstairs, ain't no way she ain't heard us come in if ain't nobody in this bitch" oh how right you are.

This'll be too easy.

I was ready for this, ever since I got wounded Pimp ain't even let me leave the house after getting me from the hospital. He claims "I have a target on my back or whatever" but I'm fucking me I'll always have niggas trying to take my spot so why the concern now?

Dude was quietly trying to walk upstairs but then creaks gave him away.

He ain't even get time to scream as I came from my spot and shot him dead center, watching his body flop back down then stairs was satisfying, almost as satisfying as also remembering that tattoo every nigga in the Poles had.

The gang hasn't even been together ever since Pimp took control, most of them "retired" since the original nigga 6 ft under but why the fuck they just now coming for Pimp even though he thriving right now?

My thoughts need to keep to themselves, because they'd started shooting up the stairs and I had to move out the way without getting my healing limbs even more injured than it already was. It's bad enough that I'm walking on it right now, can't get shot in the same place.

"AYE SEAN!!" A voice that sounded way to familiar in my past sobered me up. That's the homie Rock, but he upped and left when Polar died why the fuck he back now and why he trying to kill me?!

"DROP YO WEAPON AND WE CAN ALL GO HOME!!" Another since of nostalgia hit me as I heard a Columbian accent, why the fuck is Snake eyes back too.

This ain't good for my brain right now, I'm already getting a headache.

I didn't even have a chance to shoot as they grabbed me from my spot. I tried fighting but they was tying me up in the most aggressive way possible.

"AYE WHAT THE FUCK IS YALL DOING" I yelled while kicking snake eyes gun out his hand and head butting Rock.

I used my free hand to navigate me to the gun but Rock sobered up quicker than expected and he dragged my ass back and finished tying me up.

"Listen we weren't ordered to hurt you but we will" Rock said in a soft voice, this nigga always did this to calm me down when I was younger but he left and is kidnapping me so why the fuck will I be calm?!

"The fuck y'all doing!!!" I snapped as Rock motioned towards upstairs and Snake eyes ran up to check.

"Polar wants you and the kids Sean and that's all I'm gonna say" Rock said with a sigh while glancing at the carcass that's on the stair entrance.

"Ain't nobody up here!" Snake eyes yelled down and Rock ran up stairs too, dragging me with him because he said I was "crafty" if he left me alone.

All the rooms in the house was trashed as they searched for the kids and when they got to me and Pimp room and I saw the thing blocking the closet was gone I internally cussed.

Leave it to snake eyes and thoroughly checking, but the closet door was wide open and nobody was in there, only thing left was my phone that had been smashed, for fucks sake who did that!!

I noticed that the vent was a lil unscrewed but snake eyes only paid attention to the window so I did too just in case.

The sheets of the bed were hanging out the window, but the vent in the room looked like it was kicked open, and it was still intact which made me realize something was holding onto it.

"Where yo kids at" Snake eyes hissed while aiming a gun at me "Does it look like I know?" I barked back and he was about to hit me until Rock stepped in between us.

"Relax! Aight, we got Sean and that was Polars top priority so let's go" Rock said before picking me up and taking me out the room forcefully as I began thrashing in his arms.

The last thing I remember was seeing snake eyes closing the door and DJ popping out the vent that looked like it was already hanging on for dear life, he had Put tape over Tootie and Dee Dee mouth while Deon quietly held his finger up to his mouth as they watched me in that second.

A rag was thrown over me and I slowly faded to black as my thrashing seized involuntarily. I thanked God for snake eyes not turning around or noticing the obvious signs that the kids never left the room, but I got more pressing matters to attend to right now as Rock lightly laid me in the back of the Jeep before hopping in after me.

He must be letting Snake eyes drive, welp if I don't die by a gun it's fasho finna be snake eyes driving.

I was in and out of consciousness and everything was heightened, Rock was murmuring sweet nothings in my ear while snake eyes playing Rod wave on max volume.

And before I knew it I was out finally, pissed, confused, and relived all at the same time. But, one thing for sure, Pimp got a lot of explaining to do.