Westside

Dylan

"Wassup Drew."

"And the devil herself appears."

"Oh stop, I'm blushing!" I pretend to hide my face before I roll my eyes.

"Always the joker," he shakes his head.

"And yet here we are with my gun ready to shoot you in the head," I tilt my head to the side and cock the gun. "I hope you don't think I'm still joking."

"Chill out Brooks I just wanna talk."

"There's nothing to talk about, Andrew. I'm not on your side anymore. I stopped being Eastside the second you called Baker and told him I was with you," I snap.

"You're still pissed about that? My god B, we were 12!" He throws his hands in the air and instinctively I put my finger on the trigger. I'm not even gonna bother correcting him. For my plan to work, he has to believe I'm considering switching sides.

"I'm also pissed that your gang is trying to kill my brother LAY OFF HIM!" I scream and shoot whoever is knife fighting Danny.

"AYE THAT WAS MY SECOND IN COMMAND!"

"AND YOUR SECOND WAS GONNA KILL MY FUCKING BROTHER!"

"Why'd you go, Westy? You could've gone to Northwind or even Southlaw. But instead you went Westside?"

"Yeah."

"Why you even here Brooklyn? Where are Gloria and Richard?"

"If you ever listened to me, YOU'D KNOW THEY'RE FUCKING DEAD! I'M THE LEADER OF THE WOLVES NOW DREW!"

"Hol' up. What?"

"They died in a drug deal on 73rd. Yo bitch ass woulda known that if you fuckin listened," shit I'm starting to talk like him.

"Bitch I just fucking wanted to form an alliance with y'all no need to go all BC on me."

"You're literally the reason they died bruh. Drake killed them."

"WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU STILL TALKING TO ANDREW?!" Bri screams.

"I DON'T FUCKING KNOW OKAY?!" I scream back. "I don't know why I'm talking to you. I just wanna fuckin know why you stole our weapons Drew."

"WHY YOU THINK? I WAS IN LOVE WITH YOU! SO STEALING YO WEAPONS WOULD GET YOU BACK TO EASTSIDE!"

"The fuck did that come from? Bro all this is so fuckin random I just want the guns back Drew. So just give them to me and we'll leave," I plead.

"Tsk tsk tsk no can do Brooks."

"Whatchu want in exchange for them, Drew?"

"Ain't it obvious? I want you baby."

I shudder. "Anything other than that."

"That's the only thing Brooklyn."

"And what if I don't agree?"

"I could easily shoot you right now," he shrugs and I nod.

"And...if I have a boyfriend?" He pauses. But the grin he gets might be the single most terrifying thing ever.

"Bye bye Brooklyn's boyfriend!" He fires his gun in the air.

"YOU WILL NOT HURT HIM!" I shout and I shoot him. It goes in his shoulder goddammit.

"Oh maybe I'll send someone to your house and pay him a little visit. Oh, and maybe Shawn? And Luke? How bout Dante? No! What if I have Danny killed? Oh yes that'd be fun. AYE JIMBO! BRING THE KID OVER HERE!"