Treason P.O.V

3 weeks later we had his funeral and memorial service. I held my mother as she cried during the whole entire thing but I didn't cry though it was like I was numb to the fact that I had just buried my daddy. Everybody kept saying how sorry they were but  were they really sorry? Or were they just saying that. I didn't really care I just wanted them to stop talking to me so I could think and be left alone with this fragile situation. I sat on the stairs as everybody walked around conversing amongst each other. I really didn't want to be bothered so I watched everybody mingle and tell their own stories about dad.

"Why you just sitting up here by yo self? "Prophet asked as he sat next to me handing me a glass with Lemonade in it.

"Just didn't feel like hearing anymore Apologizes" I sighed moving my hair out of my face.

"Well how about we get outta here? "He looked down at me smiling.

"You read my mind" I got up and dusted off my black dress and took prophets hand as we walked out the house. We got in his Black truck and went to the squad hangout.  We hung around the hangout just he and I making love around the place as if it were our last time. its like he just wasn't making love to my body but to my soul. the way our energies danced amongst each other the way he paid attention to every part of my spirit  and I loved it.

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"Don't hurt me brownsuga" I whispered softly as I laid in his arms listening to his slow and steady heartbeat as I drew invisible circles into his bare chest. He looked down at me giving me his signature dimpled smile

"Coca one thing I won't do is hurt you" he said as he grabbed my hand putting it to his lips giving my  knuckles soft kisses before finishing his statement. "You're too Important to hurt baby, Words gone fail me but I love you."

"I love you Prophet Jahiem Cunningham" I placed a soft kiss on his lips. nuzzling my face into his neck taking in his natural scents

"EVERYBODY GET DOWN!GET DOWN NOW" I heard the gun shots ringing through the house before loud stomping and things breaking filled the apartment.   one officer came in and pushed Prophet off of me as another officer of let off a shot causing the bullet to hit me straight into my thigh.

"DON'T HURT HER SHE AINT GOT NOTHIN TO DO WITH THIS "Prophet shouted holding one hand up and the other holding a pillow over his manhood as they pushed he and I to the floor. I hissed in pain as the officers handcuffed my hands behind my back leaving me naked and bleeding all over the floor.

"Shut up boy we got this" The fat officer said as they threw clothes at him. They waited until he got dressed before they handcuffed him and walked him out the house as I cried while a few walked out with him and others waited for the paramedics to come and take me to the hospital. I was going in and out of consciousness from the blood loss.

I woke up a few days later in the hospital and one night I snuck out the hospital and left the state. Almost a year later I gave birth to my beautiful baby boy Prophet Jahiem Cunningham II on the anniversary of my dad's death. I was so scared giving birth to him alone and young but the nurses were really nice to me and they helped me with him while I was there. I took my dad's all gold Benz and drove down to Huston where I started a life for myself with my son and my boyfriend. I became an Attorney and someone my father and mother can be proud of.

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{10 YEARS LATER}
"I don't wanna see yo ass back here no more Krayzee" The guard said as he closed the gate to what used to be my home for the last 10 years. A nigga finally outta bondage aint no way in hell I'm ever going back. the fresh air just smells better when you're on the other side of them prison gates.

"Welcome home big bro, Welcome back to society" My younger brother Arahmani said as we slapped hands pulling each other into a brotherly hug.

"This you broski? "I asked pulling away from him walking around the red and white 2019 Chevy Camero, looking at it in admiration.

"No bro its yours "he replied simply tossing me the keys.

"Now come on mom is waiting at the church for you and she gone kill me if I get you there any later than on time." I gave him a simple nod before getting into my new car letting the windows down taking in the fresh air just happy to be out of that place I once called home. ready to get back to business and let everybody know that the wait was over King Krayzee was back and stronger than before. if them muthafuckas was sleeping on me before they aint gone have a choice but to wake the fuck up now. And I'm ready to make my come back. I let the Streets rest for 10 years now its back to keeping these folks in check. and once I got my team back in check I'm coming back for my girl Coca. I aint seen her since that night we confessed our love for each other.

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                                                  "Don't hurt me brownsuga" She whispered softly as she laid in my arms her small frame close to mine as she drew invisible circles into my bare chest. I looked down into her beautiful crystal clear grey eyes as I tried to think of the right words before clearing my throat.

"Coca one thing I won't do is hurt you" I grabbed her hand putting it to my lips giving her knuckles soft kisses before finishing my statement. "You too Important to hurt baby, Words gone fail me but I love you."

"I love you Prophet Jahiem Cunningham" She placed a soft kiss on my lips.

"EVERYBODY GET DOWN!GET DOWN NOW" I heard the gun shots ringing through the house as about 5 officers came in with bulletproof vest shouting out orders and pulling me off of Coca all at the same time. my white sheets now a crimson red from her gun shot wound.

"Let her go man! she aint got nothing to do with this she's innocent in all of this!" I shouted as one big body ass officer forced me to the floor putting my hands behind my back while I was ass naked.

They later allowed me to get dressed before handcuffing me and walking me out the room as Coca looked at me one last time. the fear and hurt in her eyes rocked me to my core. and I knew then that I needed to change my ways. and I did. I started studying Kemeticism and grew out my hair. I even got my degree in business. I just wanted to become something that Coca and my family could be proud of. I learned so much, I even started teaching other inmates what I learned so that they could go out into the real world again and not be looking over their shoulders for the rest of their lives. I was proud of myself and that's all that mattered.

I took a break but now I'm Home and ready to start back where I left off. I am Prophet Jahiem Cunningham the hoods favorite King Pin/Business man. I am the nigga everybody love to hate and every bitch wanna fuck. I'm just that nigga, I had to sit down for a minute cause niggas thought it was okay to snitch on me because I got his bitch pregnant. Come to find out the bitch was playing both of us and ended up getting killed right after the baby was born, Kid wasn't even mine but its cool though cause I still got my beautiful ass daughter Envy Zariyah and she was the only person I thought of while in the pin.

My Brother Aram and I got to my mothers church in a record 20 minutes with 3 minutes to spare. I was a lil nervous being a felon in a church. you know how Christians are they hear you got a rap sheet and its hide yo purse here come that stealing nigga.  church was just about to get out and the plan was to surprise the family with the news.  I cant wait to see my daughter its been a long 10 years, she's 11 now with big light brown eyes, my dimples her mothers button nose and lips and she's almost as tall as I am That's crazy.  I stood outside the car trying to get my nerves together when I saw her. My beautiful daughter, I think she saw me before my mom did because next thing I know I heard her loud scream and watched her as she ran towards me jumping in my arms crying. I spun her around letting my tears fall as well.

"Look at you ZaZa you're so big baby girl" I wiped my tears looking at Envy as she held on to me tight.

"Prophet?Good lawd is that my baby prophet!?"
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(This is totally unedited cause you know a mom of two active boys with one just learning to walk computers are pretty much fair game around here 😒 Hopefully this daughter of mine will be the calm one outta the three)

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