Steve Lacy x Tyler the creator

Chapter 16: Have mercy!

*January 7th 9:00 pm*

*Hotel*

*Steve's POV*

I load the gun and sit it on the floor. Am I really about to do this? Killing Brittanny or anyone I was close with as a child was not something I ever thought would happen. Killing is tiring and it hurts me like no other. I have to do it for... It's for Ashanti. I fucked up horribly and I can't fix it nothing will bring her back but... This could be me making her happy one last time. How many more funerals am I going to have to attend!? 

*Brittanny's house 10:11 pm*

I sit my head on the stirring wheel and start thinking. I can't do this! I can't kill her! How am I supposed to kill her?! Yes, with a gun but take her life?  I don't want this done period. I don't want Tyler to do it or his friend or even me to kill her. This shit is horrible. As I sit on the verge of tears, I feel a hand on my back. I turn to the passenger side and see Ashanti.

"A... Ashanti... I can't do it."

I say breaking down in tears. 

"Yes, you can Steve I believe in you."

"I can't do it! I don't want to kill her! Why did I get myself into this?"

"Calm down. You got this."

"I would do anything to see you again... Anything."

"I know."

She was speaking so soft to me I feel so comfortable.

"If I could take it back I would... I'd let you walk away and let you live your life the way you want to live it."

"I would be making a big mistake then! I should have never left."

I cry harder and harder until my shirt and pants get covered in tears and snot. And Ashanti just sat there rubbing my back and telling me everything would be okay. Telling me it's Brittanny and her fault that I had nothing to do with this and this was going to happen anyways. Rather die by me than anybody else. The second I pick my head up I'm alone in my car. I clean myself up and get out the car with the gun in my hand. I got lucky the first time, hopefully I can do this quick and easy. I open the door and sneak upstairs. I slide my ski mask on and right when I get in the hallway, I see and hear a bullet come from her bedroom door. The bullet lands in the hallway wall.

*Third person*

*10:22 pm*

While the shootout between Steve and Brittanny happens, neighbors start calling police. Pearl returns home from a party and when she goes to walk in her home, she hears the shots for herself. She runs over to Brittanny's house and finds the door open. Right when she goes in, Pearl becomes shocked and frighten from the sight of bullet holes all over the walls and furniture. Before she can leave, Steve comes downstairs, and Pearl instantly hits the floor. Steve screams for Pearl and asks if she's okay. Which she doesn't respond. 

*Brittanny's POV*

*10:20 pm* (2 minutes earlier)

"Get back here bitch!"

Where are the police?! I know somebody here's this shit! I dash outside and hide in the garden shed. Did he finally loose me? I pull myself together and sneak out the garden shed. I see him go into the house and once he shuts the door behind him, I point my gun at the door and shoot. My last bullet flies through the door and hits him. I know it hit him because I hear a scream... Is that Steve? Nah it can't be... All I saw was a guy in black coming toward my house with a gun and I got ready. Why would Steve want to kill me anyways? I finally see the police show up and I go to Pearl's house. I find the door unlocked and start a search for her. I shout her name but nothing. I then turn around and get ready to leave when I see... Steve!

"Steve what the fuck man! What are you doing here?"

I ask while I hug him.

"I'm sorry... You have to get out of here."

"Why?"

"I said go! Get the fuck out of here!"

"Alright chill!"

I leave the house and find the police and ambulance outside. I run toward them getting their attention.

*Steve's POV*

*11:10 pm*

*Steve's old house*

I stare at my old house and let the memories sink in deep. Luke and Josh... Brent and Rocky... Jordan.... I will never see it again. It ends here. I drive back to my hotel and sit on the corner of my bed. I'm out of tears to cry at this point. I just want to go home and have Pearl's funeral. I didn't mean to shoot her... I would never do anything like that! Not to her! Never! As I stare at my feet without any emotion, Ashanti sits next to me.

"You tried."

She says rubbing my back.

"Her house is just riddled in bullets... Now Pearl is gone."

"I'm sorry about her. She didn't deserve that."

"Not at all and it's my fault."

"It's not your fault. She just-"

"I don't know why she was there, but I was so desperate to kill Brittanny I killed the wrong person! I can't stop killing! I'm just like Tyler! I'll be a fucking rapist next."

"That's not true."

"Shut the fuck up Ashanti! You don't know anything! You're dead!"

After I finish screaming, she disappears. I grab Pearl's gun and shove it into my mouth. I quickly take it out and throw it onto the ground before ripping a lamp from its plug and throwing it. I quickly stop myself from breaking anything else and lay on my bed. Fuck man... Pearl's dead and I'm going to jail for it. I can't go... I need to go home.

*January 8th*

*7:00 pm

I get home and find Tyler on the couch. He quickly gets up and hugs me. 

"Are you okay? What happened?"

"She didn't die... Pearl did."

"Wh-what? Pearl's dead? No... No Brittanny was supposed to die."

"We were having a shootout and Pearl got caught in the mix and I mistook her for Brittanny and... I held her before she died."

"I'm so sorry..."

Tyler gives me one of his warm hugs equipped with a nice head kiss. I then realize things are moved out the house. The cabinets are empty, and the living room only has a couch and a tv.

"Where is everything?"

"Steve I can't explain but we need to move the hell out of here."

"We can't just move."

"I understand that, but we don't have a choice."

"How the hell don't we have a choice."

"Look it's either move or we both go to jail! what sounds like music to your ears?"

"The moving part."

"Nice! We just need to clear this room and the bedroom alright?"

"Yeah."

I then get a call from my mom and pick it up. She slowly tells me about Pearl's death, and I break down. I collapse onto the floor holding my phone to my face. My mom tells me everything will be okay and that we'll have to go down to Compton for the funeral. Tyler holds me as I re-take the news. I hang up the phone and Tyler promises me while I'm gone, I'll come back to a nice new house, better than the apartment.  

*11:46 pm*

*Bridge*

I take her gun out the bag and hover it over the bridge. I remember when she pistoled whip my uncle with this... I can't say great times, but it was some of the best shit I ever seen her do. I drop it into the water and walk away. I get into my car and drive back home.