Zaya's POV
"History really does repeat itself." Normani said.
How in the hell do I go from having a club of happy patrons to my club being shot all up?
"Normani you gotta leave before someone sees you." I said.
"You think I'm afraid of someone seeing me?" Normani asked.
"Look I get you a bad motherfucker but I refuse to put you in danger." I said.
"I'm not leaving, Zaya." Normani said.
To add to my stress Justine and Zion pulled up. "Y'all get out of here, please."
"So your club gets messed up and you expect us not to pull up?" Justine asked.
"All I know is I'm ready to cap some niggas like right now." Zion said.
I walked inside the club and began assessing the damage. I didn't need the insurance company to tell me it was gonna be awhile before I was up and running again. Broken glass, bullet holes, and blood. I asked Bizzy to come work for me and she ends up dead.
The rest of my staff came in and I stood on the stage with my hands on my hips. My sadness quickly turned into anger. Zayn, who I hadn't seen in awhile actually made an appearance.
"You alright Z?" He asked.
"Nigga does she look okay? Her club just got destroyed." Zion said.
"Motherfucker was I talking to you? I'm pretty sure the question was directed to Zaya. Stand back and shut the fuck up." Zayn said.
"And what are you gonna do if I don't, Zayn?" Zion asked.
"How about I just show you, nigga?" Zayn asked.
Zayn was about to go at Zion but Justine grabbed both of them by one of their ears. "Now your sister is in the middle of a crisis and y'all wanna fight. Apologize!"
"Sorry, Zaya." They both said.
"Now take y'all stubborn ass down front. Now!" Justine yelled.
The boys hopped of the stage and stood with the rest of the crew. I paced around a few times trying to find the words to say.
"How does this happen, hmm? Don't everyone speak up at once." I said.
Goodie raised her hand and I nodded, "What is it, Goodie?"
"I noticed some sketchy niggas in the crowd and I went to security about it." She said.
"And what did security do?" I asked.
"Look at your club." Goodie said.
"So one of the girls tells you she has a bad feeling about some niggas in the club and y'all just ignored it. Now that leads me to believe y'all were working with whoever did this to my club and for that y'all motherfuckers is fired!" I yelled.
Suddenly everyone had something to say but it was too late. Zayn and Zion manage to kick my former security team out the club. Once the guys were gone the rest of the girls gave their account on what happened. The girls described the guys and when Zayn showed them pictures of Arin's crew they pointed the guys out.
"He did the exact same thing to me back in the day." Normani said.
"I swear this motherfucker finds new ways to piss me off." I said.
"So what do we do?" Goodie asked.
"You guys racked up pretty good tonight. Hold onto that. If you find yourself in some money trouble, hit me up I'll help you anyway that I can. In the meantime just hold tight until I can get this place fixed." I said.
