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"Hello"I said hearing someone break a glass inside the house as I was currently throwing up the Pink Whitney from 5 hours ago.
"Helllllo. T?"I said walking out the bathroom.
A dark figure crossed by the door. Standing there for a second the walking away. The door was closed and locked so no way they was gonna get In.
They came back to the door banging on it 3 times harder and harder.
"There's a gun u see the bed. It's your birthday code. Use it when you feel like you need too"
Bending down under the bed pulling out the black leather box.
12/5/02
It opened showing a gun and a case of bullets in a bottle
These are calling hollow tips. I remember T talking about these.
Waiting for the right time but banging stopped abruptly.
I need to leave this house.
Unlocking the door running down the stairs trying to unlock the door but it was stuck.
I could hear them running towards me and feel it too. Just a eerie feeling like I was about to die.
Turning around blowing 2 shots. Dropping the gun on the ground shaking as I saw the man in all black body fall flimsy rolling down the stairs right to my feet.This isn't me. I'm a murderer. I'm not a murderer. What if he wasn't even trying to hurt me. I killed someone. I can't believe I killed someone.
Sitting on the floor running my fingers through my hair as tears fell down my legs. Totally forgetting I'm naked.
I saw a phone on the floor it was mines.
Calling FaceTiming texting everything.
Fucking answer me I screamed throwing a tantrum.
It's a dead body on the floor.
Calming myself down I dragged him to the laundry room. Locking the door.Maybe if I forget about it then I won't remember anything.
Running back up the stairs putting the gun back then passing out on the floor. From the alcohol or from the state of shock I'm in. I can't tell.
1:00 pm
Waking up with slob over my arm and my body was cold as could be.
"The body"i gasped out loud putting on some heavier clothes. Slowly peaking down the stairs I grabbed a knife. Walking to the laundry room the door was open. Nobody was in there.
A cold knife pressed against my neck making me gasp.
"Move and I kill you"he said as another pair of hands tied my hands.
"You know. To be Polo girlfriend he sure didn't teach you how to check to see if someone is actually dead. Hollow bullets too one shot to my head I would've been dead. Good thing you aimed for the bullet proof vest. Learn how to lock a door properly" he laughed putting something over my face. Which was soon to be covered in tears.
Polo
"Your girlfriend is fucking gone" Jay said picking me up from the jail cell
"The fuck you mean gone"
"This how we found the 800 thousand. We needed you. We found 2 bullets. And she was gone."he said running a red light.
"Who you think"he asked
"Who do you think"I said pissed
"We going to the cameras"
"Good."
Arriving I sat in the front chair as The owner who name I forget everyday went through the tapes.
"Her clothes are off sir. If you want us to leave"
"She has on my boxers you can stay."I said not really caring. I just needed to know.
Pausing on his face. He looks familiar.
"Who is that"
"Damn I can't fucking remember either"
This is taking too long.
"Ughhh fuck. I can't focus I'm tired."I said pissed running my hands through my dreads