Love Affairs

Chapter 20

Ernesto POV

"so, what's going on Nesto ? you aint called me in two damn days !" Zora was going on and on about me not calling her. i told her ass i was gonna be busy. i don't know why she acting up in the first damn place.

"damn girl ! i told yo ass i was gonna be busy. it aint nothing new !"

sh.t i was tired of arguing. we been on the phone since early this afternoon.

"you sho right ! nothing has changed." then she hung up.

she so f*****g childish bruh and for what ? i need to go and put her ass to sleep when i get back to the house. she gone know who boss is then. yelling at me and s**t like i'm some little ass kid.

"lets go and make this move. im tryna leave dis b.tch quick !" 

today is the day we get the Mexicans. me and YG both tired of playing games. it's time to end them once and for all. we get in the car and make our way to the trap house the Mexicans got down here. they was planning sh.t ahead of time.

"so what's the drill ?" i asked. s**t i aint tryna die today. aint no way in hell.

"we gonna go in there and blast every mothaf.cker we see. aint no mercy gonna be held. shouldn't be that many in there anyways."

when YG is out and we actually doing a run or a mission of some sort. he dont think.

so he expect us to walk up in there like s**t is fine and dandy like "wassup ?" and not have some type of shoot out ?

"nah. you aint thinking straight right now. we'll half it up. you take the front and i'll take the back... we'll get done faster."

i know it wasn't the smartest idea, but it's only us two.

i mean, YG could do this s**t on his own and come out with a few scratches so imagine both of us in there ? mane we shouldn't have s**t to worry about.

"aight."

minutes later we pulled into the driveway and it looked real dead. wasn't no guards outside or anything.

we get out the car, put our masks over our faces, load our guns and make our ways. i head to the back  and bust open the door. wasn't nobody in sight.

i looked to my left and heard rumbling coming from one of the doors. i bust it down and shoot the 3 dudes that was in there. i looked around and it was the room where it held the tv's through all the cameras in the place. i could see YG and some nigga starting to walk up behind him. my nigga mustve felt him coming cause he swiftly turned around and shot him.

i looked at the rest of the surveillance and notice did not none of these mothaf.ckers knew we was here. they was either counting money, getting high or f.cking some b.tch.

i grabbed my phone calling Ya.

"what nigga ? we got a job to do and yo ass calling ?"

he was in kill mode, but if he's tryna to go back to New York as fast as possible. we need to go with my plan.

"man, i'm in the surveillance room, and if you tryna get back home fast... we better off just bombing this b.tch up. it'll save us time."

he sighed.

"ight. meet me back around front."

we hung up and i looked at the surveillance one last time before leaving. when me and Ya meet up he already got the bomb ready to go.

we go into the warehouse, set that sh.t on 10 seconds and ran our asses back to the car. by the time the warehouse blows up we were already down the street.

swear niggass make this s**t easy.