Poison: Atropa Belladonna

Bella 22

Aaron (Rizzy)POV:

I am woken up by my cell phone ringing. I sigh. I fell asleep. man, a nigga is tired and now someone is calling me. I bet its Aug. I pick up my phone and its Rita. I frown. she never calls unless its important.

Phone conversation starts

Me: wassup, Ri? Are you good?

I hear her sob. I quick sit up, already putting on my shoes.

Me: Rita, talk to me, what's going on?

Rita: I need you. Please come to my house alone.

Me: give me 10 minutes.

Phone conversation ends

I leave my house and drive to her house. Why would she call me crying and ask me to come alone?

Fuck!

I press on the accelerator, and I arrive in 7 minutes. I quickly jump out of my car and the door is unlocked.

"Rita? Rita..." I stop calling her name when I see how trashed her house is.

I walk in further and see her on the ground, gun in her hand. My eyes move to her left and Jacob is lying lifeless on the ground.

"Oh. My. Goodness. Rita... wha- what's going on? What did you do?"

"I-I- he- we were-"

"Give me a minute." I quickly walk out and grab a pair of gloves in my car. I walk back in and walk towards her, kneeling before her.

"The police are on their way, what happened?"

"You need to help me, Aaron. Please. August- August can't find out."

I shake my head. "And he won't, but I need to know what happened."

"We were arguing, and he kept saying horrible things to me and then he started putting his hands on me. I didn't mean to! I just saw my past and I flipped."

I grind my teeth together. I stand up. "Get up." I look around. "The house if fucked up, why?"

"I panicked and trashed the house to make it seem like a robbery, but it was foolish."

I shake my head. "No, it wasn't. Where is the gun?"

She hands it to me.

"Ok, I'm going to take care of the gun. Where are all the valuable items?"

In the room upstairs, in a bag."

I nod. I walk around her, but she grabs my arm.

"Punch me and knock me out."

I blink. "What? Rita, no! You already look messed up enough."

"The first suspect is always the wife, and it happens that I am the shooter. I need to look fucked up as well."

"I'm just knocking you out. I'm not punching you."

She nods. I sigh and grab her by her waist. She looks up at me.

"Close your eyes."

She smiles weakly. "Will it hurt less?"

I smile back at her. "I'm hoping it will."

She nods. "I trust you."

My breath leaves my body and knock her out. I gently lay her down and go upstairs to take the valuable items. I call the police officers.

"Fuck! I hate these dumb ass pigs."

I take the bags to my car and go back in the house. In less than 5 minutes the police were here.