Police swarmed the warehouse blocking every exit point. Luckily they left when they did or else they would have had to shoot their way out.
When the police entered there were dead bodies every where
Dalia sat outside the back door barely holding on to her life she could barely talk as she called out for help
Dalia: Help Help
Police: Looks like we have someone alive over here bring the medic
Dalia was holding onto her stomach where she got shot
Medic: She lost a lot of blood we need to get her to the hospital now or she may not make it
Police: Make sure we have police on guard no one is to enter her room without my permission. We need information as to what happened here seems like she is the only person that survived
Medic: Got it
They rushed Dalia away
New York
The crew made it back home in the early morning they all went their separate ways
Stitch and Layla pulled up to his place
Layla: I see not much has changed don't look like you been cleaning up the place she slid her finger across the table swiping up dust
Stitch: Shit I was busy
Layla: So when did T and Zac become a thing they got some chemistry
Stitch: They been keeping it on the low he's actually been good for her they balance each other out. And if it wasn't for him yo ass wouldn't be sitting here
Layla: For real damn he got that kind of affect on T she so damn cut throat
Stitch: Don't get to twisted she still is depending on the fucking situation
Layla: Well I will make sure I thank them both, I'll just wait until shit cools down
Stitch: You ain't been on no shit have you
Layla: No I have been clean, I am ready to get back to work
Stitch: What work you trying to do being pregnant
Layla: I can go work at the grocery store something I can't sit in this fucking house all day I am going to lose my mind
Can you try and talk to T and see if I can help with that
Stitch: I can try but you need to take it slow and if you fuck this up again just know you dead and I want no parts I know you are carrying my child but T won't think twice about killing your ass if you step out of line again. She is not a person of 2nd chances so you better make the best of it
Layla: I hear you
Zac's Place
That was a long ass flight back to New York at least it felt like it was. All Fatima could think about was making sure Dalia was dead. She knew she at least hit her once, she sent a text to Fabio to report back to her if Dalia is still alive and where.
Fatima stripped off her bloody clothes and got in the shower she let the water fall on her face and onto her body she zoned out and could only hear the sound of bullets flying across the warehouse
She didn't even noticed Zac had stepped in the shower until his touch startled her
Zac: Don't let her consume your mind in due time she will gets hers
Zac took the loofah and gently cleaned Fatima's back
Zac was literally the calming that Fatima needed. Fatima was still seeing red once she get something on her mind it was hard for to let it go especially if the situation was not handled
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Love & War
General FictionKing and Queen Pin of streets this was all that Zac and Fatima ever knew. One was born into this life while the other had no choice in order to survive. Two different worlds finally collide and they will do anything to stay on top. They have it all...