Beauty & The Beast II

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Kay Pov

I closed my eyes ready to get this shit over with. I felt myself slipping into old habits and I really couldn't stop it. This Atlanta trip gone be the reason I have no home to go to when I finish.

Not only did a bitch post me on Facebook, I been here for a week, and I blocked my wife.

I'm trying not to kill her. She can go to clubs and get videos all day. She made herself look guilty doing that cause I was gone leave it alone. Now when I find out who the nigga is imma have her kill him.

I love Ariana so damn much and I let her do whatever she want just to keep her happy. But fucking another nigga? She got a death wish

At first I was just gone knock down one my of babymamas but that's too much drama, I just want a little drama. Then I was gone fuck Ariana's sister but that's Summers hoe now.

But home girl that took a picture with me was just some hoe. I didn't fuck her and really didn't want to.

"I gave you four!" Valdez yell

"Your men brought two. I don't know what's going on with your side but I only got two" I'm not even trying to get over. That's all them niggas bought so that's all I paid for.

"You got four"

"Nigga I can count" I say

"Young I've done business with you for over ten years and never thought you would cross me. You've been in the game longer time so you know what this mean"

I raised my eyebrow sitting back "what does it mean"

"You pay for the two or you die"

Pulling out my gun I shot him in the head twice and left out the back door. I hurried to my car and pulled off.

I got to my hotel and started packing. Mexicans are fucking crazy. I know I shouldn't have killed him but ain't nobody finna threaten my life and shit be cool.

Not even an hour later Essence was calling my phone "what the fuck did you do"

"What" I ask

"You know what the fuck I'm talking about with your hothead ass and not even just that your wife is making herself sick with all the crying her ass been doing"

I scrunched my face up "Why she crying"

"Your ass blocked her"

"Ain't you in a trip without your damn husband? Who you out there with" I ask "and who told you what I just did"

"Nigga they looking for you" see how she just ignored my first two questions "I'm about to return back to the states cause your dumb ass gone get yourself killed"

"I thought you wasn't messing with this anymore"

"I don't have a fucking choice! I wouldn't give a Nigga the satisfaction to kill you even though I fucking should" Essence yell

What the fuck is she yelling for? "I didn't mean to do it but dude talking about taking me out"

"Take your ass home to your wife nigga!"

"You go home to your husband first" I hang up

Grabbing my bag I heard knocking at the door. I pulled my gun out and looked through the peephole. It was three Hispanics and no telling who behind them.

I opened the window and threw my bag out and as soon as I was about to jump out I got shot. Still jumped.

As soon as I hit the ground I took off running knowing niggas shoot out windows. I'm glad I was only on the third floor. A few scratches definitely beat a body bag.