Desire

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THAT B***H!

She obviously signaled for the driver to meet her around back. I pulled off and tried to see if I could see them. I couldn't. 

"F**K!" I shouted.
What do I do now? I needed to move in on Keith but Roberta was on to me. I couldn't go home. I felt sick. I was scared now. I started to think about so much, but f**k that! I couldn't sit around thinking, I was running out of time.

I text Roberta
"Time's up."

She called. I didn't get to say "Hello", she started

"Time's up for you! Look behind you."

I looked into my mirror, I was being followed.

"That vehicle behind you is occupied by the most dedicated hit man that money can buy. You can either get with the program or I could end you, now. What's it going to be, Deysire?"

I was tired. I couldn't do it all on my own. If they took me, I'd go out trying.

"Deysire?"

The truck was right on me.

"F**k you, Roberta. I pressed the gas. I was doing 50, the truck sped up. I was doing 80 before I knew it, still felt like I was going nowhere. I pressed my foot all the way down on the petal. The steering wheel started to spin out of control, I couldn't stop it. I pressed the brakes, I couldn't stop.