Trappin'

  TRAPPIN'

  - A Novel Written by -

  Shameek A. Speight

  Copyright © 2013 by True Glory Publications

  Published by True Glory Publications LLC

  Second Edition

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  This novel is a work of fiction. Any resemblances to actual events, real people, living or dead, organization, establishments, locales are products of the author’s imagination. Other names, characters, places, and incidents are used fictitiously.

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  Editor: Shawnna Robinson

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  This novel is dedicated to Snow.

  Acknowledgements

  It has only been the power of God, my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, that I have been able to persevere through many of the trials I've been dealt in my life. I thank him for giving me the strength to move on.

  To my family; my beloved sisters, thank you for believing in me. To my mother; I love you very much. To my aunt; I love you. To my daughter Niomi; I do all this for you Princess. To Shawnna Robinson; you have been my right hand pushing me along the way and I love you for it, thank you so much. To all the men and women who are locked up; hold your head up and keep your faith, there will be a brighter day. To my niggas in the hood; I told you I could sell books. To Antoine Inch Thomas; thank you for teaching me all about the book game. To all the fans; thank you for all your support. To my Facebook Group; Team True Glory, you're the best, I love every one of you. We're more than a team we're a family.

  Contents

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Chapter 24

  Chapter 25

  An Excerpt from TRAPPIN' 2

  More Titles by True Glory Publications

  Chapter 1

  "Damn these fiends keep coming," Snow says while hitting another customer.

  "Yo, you hit the next twenty and then G-Boog hits the next," Snow says to Mel-Murder and G-Boog as another four fiends knock on the door. He bends down taking the money through the mail slot and push out a twenty of crack cocaine to the fiend.

  Ten hours later Snow counts out twenty thousand, Mel-Murder counts fifteen and G-Boog counts twelve.

  "Yo Snow, you ain't going to roll with us?" Mel-Murder asks.

  "Man that's y'all problem. The two of you are quick to blow your money on bullshit. Of the ten years y'all have known me; you know I ain't with blowing my paper away on bullshit. We're thirty years old. We're too old for that bullshit," replies Snow.

  "Nigga you tripping and you're always too serious. We only live once, we may as well ball out now, we can't take any of this money with us," Mel-Murder says.

  Snow shakes his head not understanding why his two best friends didn't get it. They weren't young men anymore and had seen all kinds of things that came with the game. They have all been locked up and did time up north at some point in time. Life is for the taking, but unlike them, Snow knows that the game won't last forever, so he stacks every penny he makes for the day when he walks away.

  "See that kind of mentality is the reason y'all still be ending up with only half a brick, because you're out their spending that money left and right, but I don't even want to get into that shit now," Snow says. "Yo, wifey dropped me off today, so I need you to give me a ride," Snow says looking at Mel-Murder.

  "Shit, all that money you have and you still haven't bought a new car," G-Boog said.

  "Naw kid, the two 1999 Lexus GS I got for me and the wife are good enough, but my shit is in the shop getting a tune up," Snow replies.

  "Tune up? Nigga you need to cop that new Mercedes Benz CLS550 like me and G-Boog. I know you got the bread, your ass need to stop sitting on that shit and ball out with the rest of us. You heard Jim Jones nigga, Ballin!" Mel-Murder yells trying to sound like Jim Jones from Dipset.

  "Man are you going to give me the ride or not," Snow says not understanding his best friend.

  "Yea I got you and I been dying to see the new house you got in Wyandanch. Anyway, your ass still haven't told me where you live, or took me over to see it since you got that shit five months ago, and I'm your boy. It makes me think you don't have any love for the kid," Mel-Murder says.

  "Naw it's not like that, you know you're my man for life, but you know how the wifey is. She doesn't like anyone around the crib," Snow says lying, not telling him the real reason why he didn't let them come to his house.

  He felt Murder and G-Boog were too flashy and would draw way too much attention to their self and they would make his house hot, something Snow didn't need. He didn't need the cops rushing his house, scaring his kids to death. The three men leave the trap house.

  "Yo son I'm about to drop Snow off, hit me on the phone so we can go to the Taste of Honey, those stripper bitches in there are fucking bad and I'm taking like three of those bitches home with me tonight," G-Boog says while hopping in the white Mercedes Benz CLS550.

  Snow hops in Mel-Murder's car, he had the same car as G-Boog, but in green.

  "So how are your kids?" Mel-Murder asks while pulling off.

  "Well, Nicole is getting so big she just turned 13 and got boys calling the house. I don't know what I'm going to do with her, they grow up so fast," Snow replies.

  "Yeah tell me about it, I'm going through the same thing with Dawn. It's crazy how we both got our girls pregnant at the same time and both end up having daughters," Mel-Murder says.

  "And the reason we have girls is because we were players, and now God is giving us daughters of our own for all the shit we did to women. Now we have to watch over them and hope no nigga like us get his hands on them," Snow responds, causing both of them to bust out and laugh as they reminisce about the women they fucked and did dirty in their days.

  "Yea man, Gina is running all around the house. It seems like when they're three years old all they do is get into everything, but wifey is holding everything down with her," Snow replies. "Yo make a left turn here," Snow says.

  "Man I don't know why your ass moved out to Wyandanch anyway. You need to come and live in Amityville, that's where all the money is." Mel-Murder says as he made a left turn and continues to drive, noticing the houses getting larger and larger.

  "Mel-Murder you know as good as I do that it's bad to shit where you rest. I felt it was best to get my family away from that shit, anyway, pull over by that house right there."

  Mel-Murder pulls over in front of the two story white house, with two garages and couldn't believe his eyes, "Shit Snow, yo
u done come up, this shit is off the hook. I know it was more than a million dollars and the neighborhood is all white people. Who did you get to do the paperwork so you can get this shit?"

  "Mel you know my uncle is in the real estate business. You know where his office is, he'll hook you up. So don't even act like you don't know. That man has taught us everything we know," states Snow.

  "Yea I know, but I didn't know you were living like this, shit I got to get on my job, but I'll holla at you tomorrow. I'm about to go get some ass and spend some money," Mel-Murder says while giving Snow a hand dap and a hug.

  "One dawg," Snow says as he hops out the car and walks toward the front door of his house as Mel-Murder pulls off blasting music from his car. 'Ballin' could be heard playing from two blocks down.

  'That's why I never bring his ass over here, he's going to have my neighbors look at me all funny and shit,' Snow thinks as he enters his house.

  "Daddy…daddy…daddy!" his two daughters yell as they run to him.

  He hugs them both and picks up Gina, his three year old, "So how was school Nicole?"

  "It was fine, mommy is cooking chicken and potatoes and corn, it should be done soon," she says.

  One thing about Snow is that he loves to eat and he loves his wife's cooking. Snow is 6'1" and 240 pounds with brown skin. He pulls all the ladies even with the little bit of gut he has, but he only loves one woman and that is his wife Evangeline. She is light skinned and shaped like an hourglass even after having two kids, but her looks are only one of the many reasons Snow loves her. They say food is the way to a man's heart and that is true for Snow, because Evangeline cooks her ass off every night for him and the kids, making sure to make him feel like a king.

  "Hey baby," Snow says while walking in the kitchen, giving Evangeline a kiss on her lips while she's fixing the plates.

  "Hi baby, I missed you," she says.

  "Hey daddy, we missed you," his daughter Gina says while in his arms and hugging his neck.

  "I missed y'all too. Nicole come in here and help your mother set the table in the dining room, girl."

  "Okay daddy."

  Once the table is set, Snow places Gina in her high chair and they all sit down.

  "Come on everyone, lower your heads so I can bless the food," Snow says to his family, and they did as he said, "Dear Lord, thank you for another day together as a family. Thank you for keeping us strong and healthy and for the food on our table. They say the family that prays together, stays together, so we will always praise your name together."

  "Amen," they all say together and begin to bust down their food.

  After eating, Evangeline puts the kids to bed and Snow goes to the girl's room to kiss them good night.

  "Daddy, why I have to share a room with Gina, she's just a baby?" Nicole asks.

  "Because, she's too small to look out for herself, that's your job as her big sister to do. When she turns five, I'll give her the room I use as my office, okay sweetheart," Snow explains to Nicole while kissing her on the forehead.

  "Okay daddy."

  He kisses Gina who is already fast asleep, "I love the two of you."

  "I love you too daddy," says Nicole.

  "Good night," Snow says while pulling the door, leaving it partially open.

  He walks to his master bedroom and gets undressed and gets in bed with his awaiting wife. He kisses her deeply and passionately and slides inside of her.

  "I love you baby."

  "I love you too Evangeline," he whispers back as they make love for an hour straight.

  Evangeline lay on Snow's chest out of breath from the pounding Snow put on her pussy, "Snow, when are you going to get out of the game and leave them damn trap houses alone?"

  "Soon baby, one more month and I will have enough money saved to start a business and never look back at the crack game again. I'm tired of this; I'm getting too old to be out there selling shit. I love you for standing by me through all the ups and downs over the years, from having no place to live, living with our family to having no money for food, and my ass out there balling out on stupid shit. I love you for that baby."

  "I love you too Snow, I just can't wait until this is all over. The girls and I won't have to worry about you and those streets. Your daughter's need you," Evangeline says as she falls asleep on his chest.

  Snow wraps his arms around her and let her words run through his mind as he closes his eyes and falls asleep.

  "Baby my car alarm is going off," Evangeline says while shaking Snow out of his sleep, "I think someone is trying to steal it, it's been going on and off for an hour now."

  Snow looks at the clock on the night stand and it reads 3:00 a.m.

  "It's probably a raccoon, but I'll go check it out," he reaches under his pillow and pulls out a black Heckler 9mm with the serial numbers scratched off.

  He hops out the bed and puts on a pair of sweat pants.

  "Baby you're not going to put on a shirt?" Evangeline asks.

  "Naw mami, it's hot as hell out there and I'll be right back," Snow says as he leaves the bedroom.

  He walks to his daughter's bedroom and slowly creeps open the door to check on them. Once he sees that they are fine he closes the door slowly and carefully, trying not to wake them. The car alarm to Evangeline's Lexus is heard going off again. Snow walks down the stairs and to the front door and opens it. He walks outside with the Heckler 9mm in his hand, 'Damn this shit is going to wake up my neighbors,' he thinks to himself as he looks at the flashing lights of the car with the alarm ringing out.

  He wonders why he didn't come downstairs with the car keys to shut off the alarm, "It will shut off anyway by itself," he says out loud. He walks barefoot to the driveway and looks around the car hoping no wild raccoon jumps out and bites him. As he gets to the bumper of the car, he notices a dent that wasn't there before. He bends down to get a better look at it, "Damn, it looks like some damn kids have been kicking the bumper," he says out loud as he touches the dent on the car and looks at the foot imprint on it.

  "Don't fucking move and get up very slow!" a demanding tone says pushing the barrel of the .45 to the back of Snow's head.

  Snow doesn't know what to do as he feels the cold steel touching his head, but he rises slowly.

  "Drop your fucking gun or I will blow off your fucking head!" the voice booms behind him.

  Snow drops the gun just to see another man wearing a black hoodie and a ski mask come from around the side of the house and pick it up.

  "Now motherfucker, walk into the house!" the voice demands.

  Snow hesitates thinking about his family inside the house, "I can make a phone call and have money dropped off to you."

  'Smack!' the gunman hits Snow in the back of the head with the butt of his .45, sending Snow tumbling forward.

  "Shut the fuck up, we're giving the orders here!" the gunman yells.

  They push Snow into the house and lock the door. After shaking the dizzy feeling off, Snow looks up to see that it is three of them with hoodies and ski masks on with their guns pointed at him.

  "You know what we want and we're not leaving here without it! So where's the goddamn money!"

  Snow thinks about his family and decides not to play games with these men.

  "In my office upstairs, it's the first bedroom. The safe is in the closet, there's $400,000. Please take it and go. The code is 9-10-20."

  "That's what the fuck we're going to do, but where do you keep the bricks?" one of the robbers say as he stares Snow down.

  Snow looks at the leader, "I don't keep any of that in the house."

  "If you're lying we're going to kill you and your family. Duct tape this motherfucker up!" the lead robber orders.

  The large, heavy dude of the robbers pulls out some duct tape from his hoodie pocket, walks over to Snow and strikes him in the face knocking him to the ground. He then jumps on top of him, "Now stay still motherfucker!" the heavy robber says while duct taping Snow's hands behind his back, then continu
es with his feet and mouth.

  "Let's go get the money," the lead robber says.

  All three of them leaves Snow duct taped on the living room floor. The three hooded robbers creep up the stairs to the first bedroom and open it. It has a desk and chair making it look like an office. They go to the closet and open it, finding a large safe. The lead robber puts in the code and the safe pops open. They look inside to see three duffel bags. They pull them out and unzip the bags to reveal stacks of money.

  "See nigga, I told you that fool is rich."

  "Aight let's go," one of the robbers replies.

  "Hell no, I'm not done yet. You go get his kids, while we go get his wife, and look around for anything else."

  Evangeline is lying on her bed waiting for Snow when she hears her bedroom door crack open.

  "Snow what took you so long? I was beginning to worry. I thought I heard you talking to someone downstairs," she says as she sits up in the bed, "Ahhhh!" she lets out a high pitched scream as she sees the two hooded mask men run toward her.

  One of them punches her in the face, "Shut up bitch!"

  Then his partner does the same, they punch her repeatedly.

  "Yo, hold this bitch hands," the leader of the robbers say.

  His partner does as he is told. He watches as his man rips off Evangeline's panties and bra. She tries to wiggle and squirm, but he spreads her legs and forces himself inside her.

  "Ahhhh!" Evangeline screams as he pounds in and out of her, doing his best to rip her insides.

  "Take it! Take this dick bitch!" the two men take turns fucking her.

  Nicole and Gina wake up from hearing their mother's screams. Nicole jumps out of her bed to run to her mother's bedroom. She pulls her door open and sees a huge man with a hoodie and ski mask on blocking her way.

  "Ahhhh! Who are you!" she screams as the huge man grabs her neck and pushes her back into the room and on the bed, "Daddy, Daddy, help me, Daddy!" Nicole screams and cries as the man feels her up and lifts up her nightgown.

  The man then pulls down her panties and forces his large penis in her small hole.

  "Daddy, help me!" she cries from the pain she encounters, as the masked man takes her virginity.