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Not edited Jamir Coleman (Polo G)

"Mir stop playing" Nahla pushed me as we walked through the park

"I'm not playing G. She dead ass look like a human version of King Kong" I told her at this point I had her in tears cause of how much she was laughing

"You're so mean" She said as she hopped on the swing

"I'm just honest" I shrugged hopping on the one next to her "Why you bring me to the park?" I asked her as I started swinging

"Because I wanted to swing! Now come push me Sir" She smiled wide

"Yo ass grown push yourself" I told her pushing myself off the ground

"Mir!" She whined pouting knowing damn well I can't say no to her

I jumped off the swing landing on my feet before going to push her.

"Yay!" She laughed as I pushed her

"You lucky I love yo spoiled ass" I told her pushing her higher

"Shut up and push me higher" She laughed

I pushed her harder watching her swing higher.

"You know after my parents passed away I used to come to the swing and try and swing as high as possible hoping I'll be able to touch the sky and my dad will catch me" She said looking up at the sky

I stopped pushing for a bit remembering that she doesn't know her dad's alive.

"Aye you good?" She hopped down coming over to me

"Yeah I'm good just spaced out" I told her as I looked down I stared at her eyes getting lost in them. She had the most beautiful eyes I've seen

"I love you" She smiled reaching up kissing my lips catching me by surprise but I ain't even say none.

I grabbed her face deepening it

"Come on let's go so you can buy me ice cream" She grabbed my hand leading me out the out the park

"You ain't slick" I mugged her realizing she kissed me so I could pay for her

"I ain't do nothing" She smiled "Wait I think I dropped my keys. Wait for me right here" She said running back to the swings.

My phone started ringing so I reached in my pocket pulling it out seeing it was an unknown number. I declined it when I heard yelling

"Polo, Polo! Get the Fuck off of me!" I looked over and seen some nigga tryna take Nahla.

I took off running when two more niggas hopped out grabbing her

"Polo help me please don't let them kill me" She cried out I ran faster but it seem like the faster I ran the more far away the van was

"Nahla I'm coming" I yelled

"Polo help me please" She yelled but by now her screams sounded faint

"I promise Nahla I'm coming" I yelled out as the sound of a gun going off came from the van before it disappeared

"Nahla" I yelled waking up out my sleep looking around seeing I was laid out on my floor

I quickly got up grabbing my phone off my bed calling Nahla only for it to go to voice mail each time. I sent her a text only for it to never deliver.

I don't know why but I got a horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach that felt like something was stabbing a nigga.

I put slid my shoes on taking off running out the house. I ran as fast as I could all the way to her house. I opened the door running down the hall bumping into some people

"Aye nigga watch where you going" This dumb ass said

"Man yo ass lucky I don't got time to beat yo ass right now" I shook my head continuing down the hall until I got to her apartment.

I started banging on the door hoping someone would be home

"Damn nigga fuck you knocking like the police for?" Blast said opening the door.

"Where's Nahla?" I asked walking in looking around

"She hasn't been home in like two days" He shrugged taking a seat on the couch

"Where's Dre and Tez?"

"They in Miami I think. What's wrong Polo? Yo ass look scared as fuck"

"I think Nahla's in trouble" I told him taking a seat

"Why you say that?" He sat up

"I had a dream dude but it didn't even feel like a dream it felt like a message"

"A Message? Nigga you ain't psychic" He waved me off

"Bruh my OG always told me if you can remember your dream perfectly then it's not a dream it's a message and I can literally tell you word for word of what I dreamt. Nahla got kidnapped and she was yelling for me and telling me to help and not let them kill her. But her yelling sounded like it was right by me. It felt like it was real and not a dream" I told him

I didn't know how else to explain what the fuck I dreamt and how real it felt.

He scratched the back of his neck and I could tell he was trying to see if he should believe me or not

Before he could say some else someone started knocking on the door

"That's Wooski" He said getting up opening the door

"What ya'll ugly niggas up to?" He dapped us up before taking a seat.

"Polo think Nahla's in trouble"Blast laughed sitting back down

"I like how you think this shit funny" I mugged him

"Man why don't ya'll just check her location" He took his phone out "Uh damn she stopped sharing her location with me" He frowned at the screen

"I'm blocked man" I shook my head running my hand down my face

"What the fuck? She stopped sharing her shit with me too" Blast semi yelled

"Now you believe she's in trouble?" I asked "She ain't been home in two days and she's not sharing location? and then my dream? Come on nigga this shit ain't normal Nahla shit"

"Nah Call Dre and Tez cause if she stopped sharing location with them too then yeah she into some shit" He said

I nodded dialing Tez number

"Wassup Polo?" He answered

"Have you talked to Nahla?"

"Uh yeah she texted us this morning saying she was with Paris" He said making me frown

"Aye Blast call Paris and ask if Nahla is there"

"Have you heard her voice though?" I asked him

"Polo What the fuck is going on?" He asked growing impatient

"I had a dream Nahla's in trouble and she ain't been home in two days. I'm blocked off her phone and then she stopped sharing her location with Blast and them" I told him

"Aye Dre check if Nahla still sharing her location with you" I heard him tell Dre

"Nah she stopped yesterday" He said

"Uh Paris said she's over there but she's sleep" Blast said looking confused

"Nah I don't believe that shit. If she's over there fuck she stop sharing location with everyone?" I asked

"We gonna get the first flight back don't do shit until we get there" Tez said hanging up

"Ima call this hoe" I said calling Paris

"What Polo?" She answered sounding annoyed

"Let me talk to Nahla"

"She's sleep"

"Wake her ass up" I told her but she just hung up

"Come on" I told them getting up heading towards the door

"Where we going?" Wooski hopped out his seat

"To catch this hoe in the lie" I shrugged walking out the apartment

If Nahla ain't there and this hoe did some to her on my life I'm killing this bitch. Fuck the outcome.

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