To EVERYBODY wanting to Read Ride Book 1 & to the people who already read it, as yall know I took it down a long time ago because people were stealing the shit out of it. But now it's getting published kinda soon whenever me and my bestfriend finish editing lil small mistakes and what not. It's rewritten 100% and the names had to be changed for copyright reasons because as yall know, it started off as a fan fiction that I never thought would blow up. So yeah, who want a sample of it?

"Tear drops all in his face and on his trigger fingers. All he need is his 40 and his trigger fingers. Fuck a fuck nigga and fuck what that nigga thinkin'. Come to his spot and air him out, leave that nigga stinkin'." - Montana of 300

DARIUS

I take a deep breath then close my eyes, thinking hard. Here I am at the hospital giving blood to my brother. I glance at the needle in my arm then squeeze the stress ball I brought with me. I got a random phone call from somebody saying he was found unconscious in front of this hospital with a gunshot to the back and that he was wet. Somebody shot my brother with a damn shot gun and it pisses me off. Now he needs blood and I got it.

The doctor just took the blood. I'm sitting in the waiting room nervous at this point. Extremely nervous. What if my brother don't make it? Where the fuck is my niece and nephew? Who did it? What was their motive? Why was he wet? It's so many unanswered questions and I know the only way I'll get the whole thing is if I ask him myself if he lives. It's overall a fucked up situation and it makes me mad as hell.

I look up as Noble walks in the waiting room with a long cut on his neck. "You Just gave blood? You okay?" he asks, handing me a bottle of water. "I'm good... I just don't know why somebody would do this to my brother." I say. He looks me in my eyes. "Me and my daddy did it. I ain't gone sit here and bullshit you like I feel bad. I don't regret it cause I did what I did based on my feelings. I thought he straight up took my momma for no reason and some more shit. I'm fucked up bout it. But my momma just gave me the whole story so I'm sorry for doing this shit to yo brother. But I don't have remorse for it. I hope he make it though. I know you mad as hell but I don't care. I just needed to come get that off my chest." he says.

I narrow my eyes at him. "You're a dead man walking, Noble. I hope you know." I say. He smiles. "Was that a threat, uncle Darius?" he asks. "No, a promise. I'm not even mad at you, nephew. I'm keeping my mouth shut. But I'm telling you now, if my brother don't make it off that operation table tonight, not only will you have to hide the rest of your life, when you grow up, you better believe Tae won't be the same ten year old boy. He's a product of his father, he will get you back one of these days. Rememeber that." I warn him.

He looks away. "And if he do live?" he asks. "Like I said, nephew, I'm keeping my mouth shut. I believe in Karma. But if he makes it, I'm sure you slipped up and let him know it was you and Ant, so shit, don't be shocked when you get the same treatment as any other mothafucka. You crossed a line and you can't get back from it. I won't be surprised if I get a call saying you or your daddy died. But yeah, the streets talk so word will get around. It's just a matter of time. You did what you did to fit into a lifestyle you really never were built for. True, your daddy exposed you to anything, but you were not raised in the street, you are not this heartless ass goon you act like, and you know you wish you could take what you did back. Your conscious gone eat your ass up. Probably  already is. " I say, watching his face slightly turn red.

"Fuck it." he says. "You scared and you know it. I've known you your whole life, so has Montana. You really believe we don't know when you afraid? Scared ass. You can't back out now." I say, closing my eyes. I open them then watch as he stands up. "If a nigga gone kill me, let em kill me. I ain't scared to die. If I die today, shit, tell my momma I'm sorry for what I did." he says, then walks out the waiting room. I raise my eyebrow. I wonder what he did.

NOBLE

"Shit." I mumble to myself, blowing my daddy's phone up. He ain't answering it. I ain't scared to die but that don't mean I want to die. I didn't even know the story. I was just fucked up about my momma so I did what I did out of spite.

He continues to send me to voice-mail. "Think, Noble." I say out loud, tapping the steering wheel. My momma might hate me for life when she finds out what I just did.

I pull out of the hospital parking lot then start driving around, thinking of where to go. I'm about to go to Miracle's house. Shit ain't good between us but I gotta put that aside and use her. I need to go to her house and lay low for a minute or until I can get in touch with my dad or something. I'm so paranoid right now.

I take a deep breath then get out KeKe's car. I go knock on her front door. Her momma opens it. "What you doing here so late, Noble?" she asks. "Um... I... I was just around and wanted to say hello. My fault, bye." I say, walking back to my brother's car. "Noble, come back." she demands. I turn around then follow her into the kitchen. "You in some sort of trouble, boy?" she asks, handing me a plate of food. I put my head down on the table, having flash backs of Montana's blood going everywhere and filling the swimming pool up. My head starts spinning as Uncle Darius' words replay in my brain over and over. I get up then rush to the garbage can, immediately throwing up as I think about the way Montana's body looked and smelled when I went back and got him out of that swimming pool. It was so much blood and it stinked. I close my eyes tight as I continue to throw up.

"What you doing here?" Miracle asks as I stand back up. "You okay, baby?" Her momma asks me, rubbing my back. I sit down on the floor taking deep breaths as my head spins. I stand up then throw everything off of the counter. "Fuck!" I yell in frustration. I can't think straight right now. "Noble, why you up in here tearing my momma kitchen up? We don't throw tantrums around here, clean this shit up!" Miracle demands.

I pull my gun on her, earning screams from her and her momma. "Miracle... now ain't the time for that shit. Shut the fuck up." I lowly growl at her. I take the gun off safety, still holding it to her head. "Noble, please!" she cries. "Stop it! Come on, Noble, talk to me about what's wrong with you. You don't have to do this." her mom nervously says. "I can't... yall gone call the police on my ass and I'm on probation. I'm sorry but I gotta kill you." I say as I move my finger to the trigger.

I quickly point my gun to her momma. "Who the fuck you got in this house? I heard the door open! You trying to set me up, huh?" I yell at her. "Noble, no! Nobody's here, don't do this shit! I promise to god I'm not calling the police, you know I keep my word. Don't do this." Miracle begs, sobbing.
"I heard something! Who the fuck in this house?" I yell, then shoot past her momma's  head, letting her know I ain't bullshitting right now. She starts loudly screaming in fear of her life. "Nobody, I swear! I don't know what you hear!" she screams, crying.

I glare at them as I hear footsteps. "If ain't nobody here and we ain't walking, why the fuck do I hear footsteps?" I lowly growl at them, preparing myself to kill whoever comes through the door. I point my gun over there then stop. "KeKe? The fuck you doing here?" I yell at my brother, confused. "To get your stupid ass. What the fuck you doing?" he asks, walking over to me. "Get the fuck back! Who told you I was here?" I yell at him, rushing to look out the window. "Who the fuck is following me, KeKe? You setting me up too?" I yell at him.

"What the fuck you get yourself into? Who the hell would wanna follow you around and set you up? And you called my phone and never hung up, rememeber? I figured you were here when I heard who you were talking to so I took Torren car and came here." he answers, looking at me crazy.

"I fucked up... I fucked up real bad." I admit. "So, since you mad at yourself for whatever you did, you gone take this girl you claim you care about out then kill her momma too? For real, lil bruh? That's what you do now?" he asks me. I sigh then lower the gun. "If one of yall get me locked up, I swear imma kill your ass or get you killed! Call the police if you feeling suicidal and I'll make sure your ass die." I say to them as KeKe struggles to drag me out of there. "You aren't welcome here no more, nigga! Don't ever come back! I fucking hate you!" Miracle screams at me, stomping to the front door, crying. "Fuck you! I hope you die, Noble!" she adds, sobbing. I don't say anything as I get in the car. She don't mean that bullshit, she just mad at a nigga right now. I'm not even worried about her. I got way more going on right now.

I ignore KeKe's call as he follows behind me as I drive his car. I'm not in the mood to explain why I took his car or where I'm driving it to. I got myself in some deep ass shit. I'm on my way to that nigga West's house and I'm almost there.

I quickly jump out of KeKe's car, making sure I have my gloves on,  then rush up to the front door of West's house. He quickly snatches it open with a gun pointed at me. "Why the fuck you here?" he asks. "I'm getting my lil brother and my lil sister. Go get em." I demand. "You really think I'm double crossing Montana for yo ass? He wouldn't want you with his damn kids." he growls at me. "Which is why you played both sides and switched up on him at the last minute and played it off like my father would've really killed you in that moment when it was all part of the plan? You really finna act like that million my daddy dropped on you earlier didn't make you tell him all he needed to know to take Montana down? Huh, nigga? Get yo soft ass up in there and get my fuckin' brother and sister or imma air this mothafucka out and I mean that shit!" I snap on him, taking my gun off safety.

KeKe stands behind me, glaring at West. "I don't know you, mothafucka, but do what yo ass was told." KeKe demands. West starts laughing in KeKe's face. "Ain't you a artist or some shit? Don't you got some damn trees and shit to be painting instead of acting like a thug?" he asks, laughing. KeKe starts laughing. Little do West know, it took KeKe years to adjust to not living in the street not giving a fuck and being reckless since he came into our life. KeKe draws back then punches West in his nose, breaking it. KeKe quickly grabs West's gun that he dropped then points it at his head. "Now get yo punk ass up before my artist ass paint this mothafucka red with yo blood, nigga." KeKe says, them stomps West's front teeth out.

West weakly stands, spitting blood out and cursing as I close the front door behind me. "Walk." I demand as he leads us through the house. We follow him upstairs, still holding the guns to him. He opens a bedroom door. Tae is balled up on a king sized bed with the little baby girl cuddled up close to him. "What's her name?" KeKe asks. "Dream." West angrily answers. I quickly go pick her tiny body up. My eyes widen as she continues to sleep, cuddling on me without a care in the world. She's so tiny and her body feels so light. "Fuck. Here." I demand, handing her to KeKe. I can't get attached to that little girl yet. It's too much anger between me and Montana right now and I need to deal with a lot on the inside before I bond with the baby, if I even decide to.

I pick Tae up. He opens his eyes. "I had a bad dream... and in the bad dream you and my other daddy hurt my daddy and some man took me and my baby sister." he sleepily says, staring in my eyes. "It's just a dream, lil man. Just a dream." I lie, feeling my guilt kick my ass harder than it ever has. I hand him to KeKe. "Finish this." he whispers in my ear, then walks out with the kids.

I grin at West. "I know you got a gun in this bitch. Get it, now." I demand. I watch as he opens his drawer, shaking. "Take that shit off safety or try to shoot me and I'm blowing yo shit off right now. Now, sit down." I demand, forcing him to the floor. "Please." he begs as blood covers him. "Shoot yourself in the head or I'll make sure I just have your body chopped in pieces and deliver it to your mother. Don't think I won't do it. I'm giving you the easy way out. Shoot yourself." I offer. He holds the gun to his head, then says a small prayer. "Please." he begs, opening his eyes. I sigh then shoot him in his neck. "Shoot yourself. You're dying any damn way." I say as he slowly died, bleeding a lot from his neck. His body slumps against the bed as his eyes close. I send another shot through his head to make sure he died. I told this nigga kill himself to make shit easier for everybody.

I quickly rush out of the housw, making sure I don't touch anything just like I did when I came in. Even though I'm wearing gloves, I'm still not touching anything. I ain't going down for this shit. I'm back in KeKe's car following behind him as he drives with the baby and Tae in the back seat. My heart starts beating fast as the flashbacks come back. I can't believe I just killed somebody for the first time. I never imagined taking somebody's life from them. I feel sick. I feel like a damn monster. This some shit I can never take back or forget. It's like I'm changing into a person I never saw myself becoming all because of Montana stupid ass and my daddy fucking my life up one year ago. It's no going back now. What's done is done and I know I just have to prepare for whatever comes with it at this point.

ANT

I'm in the back seat of my escalade as my driver drives Jessica and I. I'm laying on her big ass titties feeling happier than I ever felt. "You got some huge titties." I say, enjoying the feeling of her playing in my hair. "Suck them then." she playfully says, giggling.

I sit up. "You know I'm good for it. I don't care about who see us." I say. "I'm just playing. Why is your phone ringing so much? If you have a girlfriend or whatever at this point, go home to her because it's no point in ruining things with her." she says. "I'm single, Jessica." I tell her. "Well, I'm in a complicated relationship with Montana." she says, sighing. I raise my eyebrow then start laughing. "Yo, we raised some cutthroat ass kids, you know that?" I ask, thinking about how savage my son was earlier. That type of shit makes me proud as fuck to call him my son.

"What are you talking about? My kids are not cutthroat. I raised them the best I knew how and tried to keep your risky lifestyle away from them." she says. I shake my head. "They products of me, babygirl and I'm a product of my father. My bloodline known for this shit. Our kids took after me, baby." I say, laughing hard as hell. Noble treated that punk ass nigga like the hoe he is.

"Whatever." she mumbles, checking her phone for the thousandth time. "Why you keep checking your phone? We supposed to be catching up." I say. She sighs. "Nothing... Montana just hasn't been checking on me and it's weird. I'm sure he's just asleep or something." she says. "You really love that nigga to this day after all the shit that he put you through? Like, you really got love for his ass to this day?" I ask, shocked. "The whole thing is fucked up, alright? But he wasn't the only one in the wrong. All of us were. Plus, you put me through more than the average woman will ever go through and I still love you too so don't be like that." she says. "Whatever you say, baby momma." I joke. She starts laughing. "You need your facial hair cut, baby daddy." she jokingly says as her phone rings.

She sighs. "What's wrong?" I ask. "I know this hospital phone number from anywhere. Tell your driver head to the exact hospital this hospital is always at. You already know where. That's them calling so somebody hurt." she sadly says, then answers as I talk to the driver. "What?" Jessica screams into the phone, scaring the shit out of me and my driver. "What's wrong?" I ask. "Oh my God!" she screams, then breaks down crying. "What's wrong?" I ask. "Montana... he... he got shot. It wasn't supposed to be like this." she chokes out as she cries. I raise my eyebrow, confused. How the fuck his ass get to the hospital if I left him where I shot him and he was unconscious when I left his ass cuffed up in his own blood. "Um... he alive?" I ask. "They said he's stable but this shit wasn't supposed to happen, Ant." she cries. "And I don't know where the fuck Tae and Dream are." she sobs, breaking all the way down. I shake my head, glancing at all the missed calls from Noble. This only can mean one thing. He got soft and went back to save the nigga's life. But why?

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