dakota loaded his glock-19 with more bullets than he had intended to kill asian, he genuinely wasn't playing about killing her.
he wasn't going to let no one and he meant no one get between his relationship.
"you 'bout ta blow truck bitch down?" hayden questioned, looking at him and raising his eyebrows.
dakota nodded. "yup, she got ma babies fuck up." he grumbled. "well, have fun jit." hayden laughed, shaking his head and continuing eating his cereal.
after dakota left the hotel, he instantly went to get his gun from hayden house.
"i will."
Thirty minutes later, Dakota was now sitting in front of asian house, her car was parked in her driveway which meant she was home.
he stepped out of his vehicle and closed the door softly and made his way to her porch steps and began knocking onto her door hardly.
"hold the fuck up!" he heard her loud voice, making him scrunch his face up and clutch his pole inside of his hoodie pocket then her front door swung open.
Dakota noticed her whole face lit up just from laying eyes on him, "oh heyy kota." she greeted him with an wide smile.
he only mugged her. "hey." he mumbled
stepping to the side and allowing him to step inside. "we gotta talk about sum shit, alright ma?" he questioned calmly as he possibly could, looking over at her.
he had an urge to bash her head into the wall but he didn't want it to go that way, he was going to kill her either way so it didn't matter.
she furrowed her eyebrows and nodded confusedly, "oh alright, what is it V.roy?" she spoke nervously seeing he was acting a bit weird than usual.
he walked over to her couch and sat down onto her cheap couch. "matter fact, i just gotta address sum shii ta you so cmea." the chicago man said, softly patting the couch and glaring his orbs up at her.
"Um, i did something?" misharron questioned.
dakota clenched his jaw. "sit da fuck down, on king david!" he snapped, she knew what the fuck she did.
