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No. 16 ♡

P I E R R E
"Fuck you!" Hampton screamed at me. "And you was just going to sit back and let that bitch disrespect me!" She yelled.

I honestly had nothing to say. I knew I was wrong. "Love, I apologize. We didn't do anything. I swear," I said.

She laughed. "You still had sex with her before this! You still got her to show up to this restaurant and take my fucking place, because I was fucking late! I'm not your love any more, Pierre," she said.

She removed the ring from her finger and sat it on the bed. She grabbed her bags and walked out the hotel room.

"Fuck!" I yelled. I grabbed the ring and walked out the room following her. "Hampton, wait please," I said. She hurriedly tried to close the elevator door, but I caught it in time.

"What the fuck do you want? You've caused more than enough pain okay? I don't want you anywhere near me. Maybe I need to listen to Monroe's orders and murk your punk ass," she said.

Tears spilled from her eyes. Should've never got involved doing this. Shit, I think both of us have feelings. "I'm sorry, Hampton. Shit! What do you want me to do?" I asked rubbing my hands over my face.

"I want you to stay the fuck out of my life," she said walking out the elevator.

"Hampton, please don't leave me," I said.

"Pierre, I don't want nothing to do with you. Try to be legal your damn self. Find your own house. Your shit is going to be out of mine," she said continuing on her path.

I grabbed her pulling her close to me, making her drop her bags. "Pierre, let me go," she said. "No, because I need you. I don't need you to walk away from me like this," I said.

"Well Pierre, I probably had love for you. Hell, I can't control my feelings for you. I should've just kept my shit to myself," she said.

I gripped her waist tighter. "I promise, please. I will dedicate my hours to you when I get the chance. I will never hurt you again. I will love you like no man could ever do," I said.

"Pierre, I need time to myself," she said lowly. "Keep the ring, be safe," I said kissing her head and walking away.

H A M P T O N
I boarded the jet, happy to be going back. Yeah, my hometown is New York.

They helped with my bags and I sat down in my seat and rested my eyes. I thought back to the day when my father was killed.

"So baby girl, what do you plan to do when you get older?" My daddy asked me as we sat on the park bench eating ice cream. The park was really empty today.

"I wanna be just like you daddy," I said. I really did wanna be just like him. He is just so powerful and strong.

"See baby girl, there are consequences to being like daddy. Daddy messed with some foreigners, mostly them sand mans. I've been out smarting them for years now. The key to being like me is being a mastermind. And when your mind has exceeded daddy's maybe you can take over daddy's job. I don't think I can imagine my baby girl in that kind of position. But seeing you rule the empire would make me happy," he said.

I didn't understand half of what he was saying. I nodded my head remembering his words.

"I love you daddy," I said kissing his cheek. "I love you too, baby girl " Was all I heard before a gunshot. My father whispered go hide and thats what I did I ran and ran before feeling my hair getting pulled.

"Stop! Stop!" I screamed. "Shh," the man said.

I felt a sting across my facing knowing I've been slapped. I could taste the blood in my mouth. Daddy told me to never show fear and don't cry and I followed his orders.

The man slammed me on the ground right next to my father. I felt something cold and hard pressed against the back of my neck.

"Let her go!" Daddy screamed as he tried to wiggle. It was three men holding him down.

"Well Nicky, why would I do that? After ten years, I have you in my grasp. Why would I let you go now?" A man with a very funny voice said.

"Look my daughter ain't got shit to do with this," Daddy spoke with a boom in his voice.

"She has everything to do with this. She is apart of you and we want her to feel the pain too. Not physically but emotionally. I'm never that dirty to torture a child physically, but emotionally I can," the man said.

"Look baby, I love you. If daddy can go back in time in the past to change everything, he would. You should never witness anything like this. Daddy apologizes for everything. I'm sorry baby. But look I want you to stay chasing sand paper, the sand paper that scratched daddy. Don't let it scratch you. And when you get that sand paper, you know what to do with it," Daddy explained.

I knew exactly what he meant.

"Whatever that means, I don't give a fuck. I'm ready to splatter your fucking brains!" The man said.

"I love you daddy, I promise," I said. The funny voiced man snapped his fingers.

"Don't shoot him in the head!" I screamed. The funny voiced man smiled at me. I was still pinned to the rocky ground.

"Why shouldn't I?" He asked. "I want to speak to him, please." I begged.

"Little girl, I've already done enough sparing your life," he said. I saw tears running down my father's face.

"Don't show fear daddy," I said. The man snapped his fingers again.

Without stopping one of the men holding him down pulled out his gun, cocked it and sent a bullet straight into my father's head.

I stared at my father's lifeless body. I waited until they were gone to go to his body. The tears went down my face onto his clothes.

"Daddy! Dad-

I was quickly woken up. "We're here, Miss Blues,"