Chapter Fourteen

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Gia sat there staring me in the eyes."Hows your arm?", she asked.

"How!s your baby?", I shot back at her.

"Dead thanks to your man", she said.

"He should've killed your ass", I whispered to myself.

"What you say bitch?", she asked and stood on top the desk,"I can really whoop your ass now I ain't pregnant no more."

"I said he should have killed your ass too bitch", I said, standing tall.

Gia jumped off the desk and tackled me on the floor,"YOU KILLED MY BABY", she yelled.

"IT WOULDN'T HAVE LIKED YOU ANYWAYS", I yelled, trying to push her off of me. I punched her in the face and knocked her out, and stomped her a couple times just to make sure she was out cold. I locked the door so no one else would come in, I saw a phone on the desk and decided to call Quincy.

I dialed his number and impatiently listened to the phone ringing. "Please pick up", I said.

"Hello", I heard his voice say.

"Quincy, help", I said.

"Lelani?" he asked.

"Yes. Please come quick." I said as I looked down at Gia who was letting out slight moans.

"I'm already getting ready. Some of my homies should be heading over there now", he said.

"Please hurry", I said.

"I'm coming just hold on", he said.

I saw Gia began to move so I threw the phone down. I grabbed the lamp and hit her upside the head with it.

"Boss you okay?", I heard someone say from outside the door.

"I'm fine", I said trying to sound like Gia.

I looked around and saw a window. I went up to it and pulled the curtains back and saw that the window was boarded. "Shit I'm stuck in this room with this crazy bitch", I said to myself.

I ran behind the desk and went through all the drawers to see if there was a weapon in them but there wasn't. "What gangster don't have a gun in they drawer?", I thought.

I heard trucks pulling up outside. "Its about time", I said.

I heard someone trying to come in the room so I unlocked the door."Just a minute", I said then I pulled Gias body behind the desk and sat in her chair and I turned around facing the wall."Come in"

"Boss we got trouble Quincy is here for his girl", a man said.

"Send him in", I said."Damn Quincy hurry the fuck up", I said to myself impatiently.

"Here he is", the man said.

"Close the door", I told him."Hello Quincy", I said.

"Don't try to nice talk me", he said,"Where's my girl?"

"I am your girl", I said, spinning around in the chair.

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