The Only Crime is Getting Caught

Uncle Zaragoza....

It's been 2 weeks since that incident. Chres handled that and hired some people to kill Fele. It wasn't even a big deal. That's happened multiple times.

Today, I have to go back to school. I just want to leave that dumb ass school.

"Bye babe."

He gave me a sloppy kiss on my lips. Eww. 😖 I moved his head back and walked out the door.

"Amira! You're back!" A random girl walked up to me.

This bitch breath is on 1000000 degrees and I will not just die in the hallway. I just walked away and went to my locker.

"Amira the bitch is back!"

I forgot to mention this other chick Bianca. She doesn't like me because everyone's scared of me, and she wants to set a trend that i'm not scary.

"And a iguana is crawling in the school. Now get the fuck out my face."

She always has her friends to have her back and they had to say some shit. That set off my time bomb.

"Bitches! Get the fuck out my face before I knock y'all the fuck out! This ain't a joke. Now which one of y'all wanna get smacked first?"

Bianca with her iguana looking ass touched my face and I just started hitting her. The security guards couldn't pull me off of her. At that point she was helpless.

"Amira! Police."

I got off of her and stood there and listened to the principal.

"I'm sorry. I'm gonna have to kick you out. You're just too much."

"What fucking ever. The bitch got what she deserved. Now i'm gone bye fuckers."

I don't even feel like seeing Roc at the moment. He's been pissing me off these few weeks.

[Raytrendyme]: Amira. Wen u get bak can u buy us sum food.

[Whateveramira]: y should I? I'm pissed off right now! So do that shit your self.

He never replied. I honestly hate when they do that. Like motherfucker. I'm not a grocery shopper for you. I am a 17 year old drug dealing girl. Okay?

I just need to have a breath and maybe everything will be alright. I sighed and started walking again.

"Mira?"

Only one person I know calls me that. Uncle

"UNCLE!"

I ran up to him and gave him a hug.

"So, what's up with your you and your dad's business?"

I sighed. He was in jail during that time and no one told him.

"Dad died. I'm working with my boyfriend."

He looked. "He died? That's tough," then he started laughing. "I'm gonna help you guys. Working with a sexual loved one is trouble."

He must be psychic or some shit. I took him to the house and as soon as I walked in Chres stared at me.

"Meet my uncle Chres."

He turned his head and finished talking.

My uncle spoke up. "So just to warn you. I'm the new boss. Let's get started?"

I groaned. My uncle is fucking tough as shit. He killed a man with his bare hands. Like what the fuck?

"Chres? Shall we?"

We walked down there and he started asking questions.

"How much do y'all charge?"

"100-150."

He chuckled a little. "Just like your father."

"Well, I learned from him."

He motioned Chres to him and sent me upstairs. I heard silence.

"AMIRA COME BACK DOWN!"

I walked downstairs and listened to my uncle.

"Amira, you and your boyfriend have to go all the way to the Compton. It's for reasons you'll be back next week."

What the fuck? Who does he think he is sending me and him to Compton? Chres winked at me and went back upstairs. I followed and packed me a few things.

"Let's go babe. We're going to the airport tonight."

We drove to the airport and blah blah we were at this hotel called Best Western.

"So?"

"What are we gonna do?"

"I don't know."

"Well..."

"You want to fuck don't you?"

He laughed a little. "Yea."

I grabbed his face and started kissing him. His hands traveled up my shirt and he cupped my breasts and kissed my neck softly. I moaned a little and he laid me on the bed.

"I've been waiting to long for this."

I laughed a little as he took off his pants and my shorts. His head went lower and he ate me out and I moaned loudly. He lifted up and rammed inside of me.

"AAH FUCK!"

His pace went faster and harder and I winced in pain and pleasure.

About an hour later he pulled out and rolled over and went to sleep. My phone rang and I reluctantly answered.

"Hello?"

"Haha, you guys couldn't wait?"

It's my uncle.

"Wait for what?"

"Sex. I can see your every move. So don't try any shit while you're there."

"Okay. I gotta pee."

I hung up and ran to the bathroom. Chres was walking in as I walked out.

"You're uncle texted me saying get ready. We gotta go to this warehouse."

I put on Chres's tan cargos, a fitted Pink Floyd tee, and some basic converse.

"Zaragoza and August?"

We both nodded and I got pulled in this dark ass room and they locked me in there. I heard every word they said.

"Chres? What's your nickname or whatever?"

"Roc."

"Okay Roc. Marco wants you start doing some things."

"What kind of things?"

I didn't hear what he said, but the door flew open and Chres was standing there.

"Amira, strip. Now!"

The door behind him slammed shut and I heard chuckling.

"Okay..."

I stripped down and Chres crawled on top of me and slapped me.

"What the hell?!"

He slapped me again a little bit harder.

"Why are you hitting me?"

He smirked a little and started attacking me. What the actual fuck? My uncle just ruined my relationship. Fuck him.

"Amira. Shut the fuck up. We're going back to the hotel. Put back on your clothes bitch."

I put my clothes back on and Chres threw me in the car and acted like he didn't just beat me the fuck up.

When we got there I slept on the other bed and cried my self to sleep.

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I tried to make this longer 😁

Why did Roc beat her up?

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