day1 love

Chapter 47 *Life Lessons *Final Chapter

Tris POV

I got an interestin' phone call while I was at the crib, Allison and me had just finished fuckin when the phone rang.
I answered it to discover that Nina had literally went and played in traffic and that I have been summoned because this broad had me on her emergency contacts.
Get this, I was listed as her husband.
Ole chick was feeling me to the point I'm notified in the event anything happened to her.
I don't even know how I feel bout that, because firstly I wasn't never gonna wife her up, and secondly because I hated the fact she'd even mentioned me, and i'on like that I'm on documentation anywhere!
I prefer to keep my name and bizness from the public eye and she knew it.
Why she have to go and put my name on anything, damn , she gotta go! I was planning on murking her soon too, but now that's out, I would be the number one suspect in her demise.
I don't want her no more no ways, I'm as mean and ornery as I can possibly be to her, beat her the fuck up whenever I get ready, let her see me banging out Alison's back, live off of her, don't contribute to the bills or nothing, yet she won't street me or dime on me.
She ain't ugly and could honestly pull someone better, course he'd be an L7, or in other words a square.
But na, I turned her out to being crazy over me!

I have to go see bout her, to at least make it appear like I gave a rats ass, and to keep heat offa me.
I groan as I hang up, and tell Allison I'll be back later.
I don't tell her where I'm going, it ain't none of her muthafuckin affair no way.
All I say is I'll be back, to have my dinner ready and waiting , prepare to get fucked down, or fucked up if she steps foot from this crib.
She smirks at me, raises an eyebrow and says maybe she'd like a spanking.
Filthy, my new ho is filthy ...good because that's just how I like em.

I rush to my caddy, that my cousin let me have. He just gave it to me, because this was the getaway car used when Nina thought she killed the oldhead, and Eaze ain't really want no parts of an attempted murder rap.
I can't be placed at that scene because I was in the can at the time and that suits me too.

Anyways, I made myself get up to Temple, got her patient information and went to her room.
She looked a mess and some part of me got mad she got hurt this badly
She was infernally bleeding I think they call it, swelling on her brain and had a broken leg. She in a coma, and there might not be any brain activity once the swelling goes down. How is that any different from her braindead ass usual self, I don't know, but they it is what it is!
She could be in a vegetable state when and even if she wakes up, an I started to feel kindsa bad for her until I read the police report conveniently left on her bedside table and note by the ad that she was with him.
That buff muhfucka she always running after, man fuck this bitch, that's just what the fuck she gets!
Had a cat like me feeling shitty how I treated her, but now I don't care if she die or not, if she turns into a vegetable, I hope she turn into a kumquat!
If she makes a recovery imma beat her the fuck up for the gotdamn audacity she showed, playing in my face like that.

Sam's POV

I was sitting in the conference room of Road, all of our squad assembled, but I'm a million miles away and something I can't quite put a name to is nagging at the back of my mind.

I hear everyone talking amongst themselves, their voices blending together and feel the weight of Dre's stare damn near going right thru me.
He looks as uneasy as I feel, and before I have a chance to comment, my cell chirps, the voice of my boy Rob coming thru telling me he's got eyes on my girl, that he just watched her enter the home at 12850 Medford Rd.
She's at Tristan's!

Wait, hold the fuck up, that can't be right, I just got report from Chris, who's guarding my girls, that HE had eyes on Nik, not 5 minutes before!

I chirp back to Rob, my calm tones belying my rising anger and terror, "What she doing? Is she alone?"