Never Letting You Go (WWBM)

Chapter 19 Kaylee

I used my hands to dry my tears as I drove to the police station. I was going to show them all the threatening messages and emails that the bastard had sent me. I tried to call Corey's phone but he blocked my number. I was a few minutes away from the station when my cell phone rang.

"Stop calling my phone and leave me alone!" I yelled.

"Bitch, that's not the way to talk to the person who holds your life in the palm of his hands. All I have to do is make one phone call and you're dead. Transfer two hundred and fifty bucks to the new account information that I sent you. Do it now before you're sentenced to prison!" He ordered me.

"Go to hell, you scumbag! You're not getting another dime of Corey's money!" I snapped at him. "I told Corey everything. I'm on my way to the police station and you can't send anyone to stop me because I'm almost there. I guess you'll also be sentenced to prison as well." I said in a jubilant tone.

He laughed hysterically. "Triger will never believe you. You have nothing on me. I think it's time for your mom to die. She's been living way too long now."

"We'll see about that. I have all the threatening messages that you sent to me. I also have the picture that you sent with that gun pointing at mom's head. You'll never be able to hurt her again. I know that you and your little sister, Monica, killed Ari. I also know that you and she framed me. You're going down. It's over."

"You're gonna be sorry that you ever crossed me, bitc-"

I hung up before he could finish what he was saying. I could hear the panic in his voice. He knew that he was going down. I smiled to myself as I parked my car inside the parking lot.

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Corey's pov
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I was dumbstruck when Kaylee told me who had blackmailed and threatened her to steal from me. I believed her but I didn't understand why she allowed him to manipulate her into sleeping with him while we were dating. That's why I'm fucking furious with her. I walked to his office. I didn't even look at his little idiotic secretary sitting at her desk staring at me.

She got up and followed behind me. "Triger, you can't go in. Mr. Williams is not able to see you now." She informed me but I completely ignored her.

I violently pushed the door forward and barged inside his office. I saw him on his desk having sex with another one of his witless secretaries.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Williams. I tried to stop him." She said.

"It's okay. I'll take it from here." He said to her.

A few seconds later, his two secretaries strode out of his office.

He was the first to speak. "Triger, man, that bitch is lying."

I didn't respond to him, instead, I gave him a few punches to his face. He and I got into a big brawl. I shoved him to the floor and landed a few more punches to his face. That's when he drew his gun and pointed it at me. I didn't have my gun and my bodyguards weren't here with me, I was alone.

I didn't trust this nigga anymore. I knew that he'd try to kill me.

"Why the fuck did you blackmail my woman to steal from me, man?! I trusted you!" I yelled at him.

"You're an ungrateful spoilt brat, Triger! I did everything for you and you never once looked at me and told me, thank you!"

"Jackson, you know that's bullshit, man. You're one of the best-paid persons on my management team."

"I put you where you are! I turned you into a star and what did I get in return, nothing! When Jonathan told you that you should go into medicine because you wouldn't make it into the music industry, I encouraged you and told you to pursue your dreams!" He yelled as he continued to point the gun at me.

"No, man. My talent put me where I am, Jackson, not you. I appreciate all that you did for me." I said to him. "You're my publicist and you're like a brother to me. So, that's why you had Kaylee stealing from me, man? Because I never told you thanks?" I shook my head in disbelief.

"Have you ever acknowledged me for what I did for you?! No, you never did! When you won your Grammy last year, did you even mention my name in your lil speech? No, you didn't! That's why I wanted you to go bankrupt and broke like your dumbass dad!" He yelled as he held the trigger of the gun. "All you did was complain about every fucking thing that I did! You should've died when I made that lil bitch, Kaylee, switch your medications that night! You should've been dead just like your nosey-ass mother! I killed that bitch!" He smirked.

I lunged at him and the gun fell from his hands. We wrestled for the gun but I was stronger than he was. I grabbed it off the floor and aimed it at him.

"You're a fucking twisted bastard! Why the fuck did you kill my mom!" I yelled while pointing the gun at his head.

He had a satisfying grin on his face. "Go ahead and shoot me, Triger! I'm not afraid to die! At least I'll be where my mother is and I'll die a rich man with all the money that I had that lil tramp stole from you! My sister, Monica, will get it all! She'll be a rich woman! If my mom did leave that punk when I told her to, she wouldn't have died in that fire!"

I didn't understand the last sentence that he said about his mom but I didn't care. "Answer my question, fool! Why did you kill my mom?!"

"Because she wouldn't stay out of my fucking business and mind her own!" He barked at me. "She searched through my stuff and found a whole lot of money! She found out that I was into drugs and she threatened to tell my father and report me to the cops! I couldn't let her do that! So, I paid to have her killed and made it look like it was a suicide!"

"You don't deserve to continue breathing, Jackson! You deserve to die a slow and painful death!" I shouted at him. "Did you kill Ari and her unborn child?!"

He had a smug on his face. "That lil tramp played me. She made me fall for her and then she dumped me. I found out that she was leaving me. She was moving to the Maldives Islands. I ordered my men to kill her. Everything that I did was for that hoe. She never loved your dumbass father. She only married him because of the money. That's why she started hooking up with me again when he ran out of money to support her lavish lifestyle." He confessed.

I stared at him with hate in my eyes. I pulled back the trigger. I was going to kill him. Suddenly, I heard the cops yelling.

He still had that smug on his face.

"Drop your weapon and turn around!"

I put the gun down on the floor and slowly turned around to face them. They all aimed their guns at me. I held my hands up in defense. Before anyone of the cops could handcuff me, Jackson grabbed the gun and shot me in the chest. I touched my chest as I fell to the floor. I also saw when he shot one of the cops. The cop's body hit the floor with a loud thud. Another cop then shot Jackson. He held onto the desk as he staggered to the floor. I didn't know what happened next because I became unconscious.

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A/N: Thanks for your support, people. The story is coming to an end. That's Jackson in the picture.