Ghetto (Lesbian)

Bree POV:

It's been almost 6 months since Nikki and I officially started dating. Today was our 6 month anniversary. Nikki seemed jumpy all day and I figure it's because today's the anniversary. We just got back from riding around the city and Nikki was sitting on the couch silently.

"Babe, you okay?" I said sitting next to her.

"Come here." She said sitting me on her lap. She laid her head on my chest and exhaled. I put my hand in her hair. "Babe what's wrong?" I asked.

"It's now or never." She mumbled to herself. She got up grabbing my hand and leading me to the room with the black door. I had always wanted to know what was in here, I was too afraid to ask though. We walked in and I saw a futon, a map with a bunch of peoples pictures pinned to it, and a big trunk in the middle of the room. Nikki silently went and sat on the futon. I walked over to the map and studied the faces. They had red x's on them. It all hit me then. I turned and looked at her, she had tears in her eyes and was staring at me. I looked down at the trunk and then back at her, she shrugged in approval as to say I could open it.

I opened it to see guns and knives, and bandanas neatly organized and labeled. She put her face in her hands. It all really clicked then.

"You....you killed them?" I said. My voice barely above a whisper. She sat crying into her hands. I could tell this was eating her up. I went and hugged her.

"Y-you're not scared?" She said looking at me.

"should I be? because I'm not." I said smiling at her and wiping her tears away. "This is all how my last serious relationship ended. And I...."

"So is that why you've been so afraid of commitment? And why you've been so afraid to tell me?" I asked cutting into the silence she made. She nodded.

"Why do you do it though." I asked putting my head on her shoulder.

"My brother.. He was a part of it. He was killed by one of his own gang members and I promised him that id continue for him and find Mr. Haynes. The guy who killed him." She said.

"I can help you." I said. I could tell this really got to her. I just wanted to make her happy. Plus I wanted to find the son of a bitch myself.

"No Bree, I can't let you do that. I can't lose you. Especially not like that." She said

"What makes you think I don't wanna lose you like that? If anyone else is gonna go down like that it might as well be both of us. I love you way too much." I said. I didn't even realize it. Over these 6 months neither of us had exchanged an 'I love you' . She looked at me.

"I love you too. But no" she said pecking my lips. I pouted and grabbed her red bandana tying it around my neck and covering my mouth. She laughed and leaned back looking at me. I picked up one of her guns pretending to shoot stuff around the room. "You're holding it wrong." She laughed and fixed my hand on the gun the right way. I aimed it at her.

"My lil thugga." She laughed and kissed me.