Indulging love

Chapter 17 pt. 1 (EDITED)

Mikayla's POV---

"Okay Detective Ross, I have all the evidence you need." I smiled. "What is this?" he asked, looking at the manilla folder. "It's the evidence on Wade Johnson."
"Ms. Tillery, I'm afraid we have so many drug cases that we can't get to them all at once. Wade's case may take months or even years to get to. If it isn't a murder committed, then we can't get to it right away." he explained. I smirked devilishly. "Take your time and go through that folder, and you will have all your answers to the many murders that you can't find DNA traces to. Now have a nice day Detective."
He watched me as I left the interrogation room. I don't know why niggas choose to fuck with me, I'm nothing to play with. You play with my heart, I play with your freedom. I got into my 2015 all black jeep with the windows tinted, and sped away from the police station. If Detective Ross didn't get on that case and sentence Wade right away, im afraid shit won't be so pretty for him. I have all the information I need on his down-low ass as well! I'm a grimy bitch, and they say Karma is a motherfucker... but why would Karma be needed when Mikayla is here.

Gigi's POV---

I was on Wade's couch watching the new season of 'Being Mary Jane.' Wade has been acting real distant lately, and I don't know what's going on. I wanna find out, because whatever it is.. it's really affecting him. He won't let me in, no matter how hard I try. It's like his barrier is a cement wall, and I'm tryna break it down with a fork, if that makes sense. I was thirsty, so I got up and went into the kitchen. He had a lot of things to choose from, so I decided on a bottle of green tea.
I downed it in minutes. I walked back over to the couch and grabbed my phone off the arm rest. I checked my twitter, and I had over 50 notifications, that were full of people retweeting my recent tweet. It said:

ItsGigiHoee_: imma forgive, I won't forget but imma dead the issue.

I got 1,852 retweets, and 985 favorites. My twitter was lit. I was so into my phone that I didn't hear Wade come downstairs. He had a blank expression on his face, and I had a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach that whatever was going on, wasn't pretty. I locked my phone, and stared at him long and hard.
"Is there a reason why you staring?" he asked, with attitude.
"Look. You don't have to get an attitude. Damn."
"Man ain't nobody getting an attitude withcho lil ass."
"What the hell is wrong with you?"
"YOU!"
"I ain't did shit. I don't know why IM the problem. Last I checked you had a shitty vibe every since you said somebody was following you. Check yo self."
"Naw. You the one need to check yo self. Sneaking around with these lil niggas and shit."
"Come again?" I urged.
"Man you heard me. If you wasn't sneaking around with that nigga we wouldn't have no problems. That boy could have raped yo ass, and then you a virgin."
"Really? You throwing this shit up in my face like it's my fault! I hate you! I hate you because I have feelings for you, and you to stupid to notice it! I wish I would have never met you!" I cried. He looked so hurt and broken.
"Gi..Im sorry. I just gotta lot going on, and I don't know how to deal with my anger." he explained. "Naw because you always do that. You always making me feel like im the bad guy. I can't help that dude was a fuckin lunatic and I didn't know! I couldn't help that! I try to make things work with you because I love you. I wanna lose my virginity to you. I wanna get married to you and have kids. I want you to meet my mom and dad. I wanna be the one that you come home to and vent to!" I cried. Wade looked like his whole world had broken. "I'm so sorry, I didn't know you felt like that forreal." he said. He walked over to me, and embraced me in a hug while I cried in his chest. Soon as I was about to speak, something was threw the living room, breaking the glass. It was a brick, that had a note on it. To say I wasn't scared, would be an understatement. "What the fuck?"

Wade's POV---

My blood was boiling. This shit has gone to far. Something is telling me that more than the FEDS are on to me. I walked over to the brick, and looked out the broken glass. It was a all black jeep with the windows tinted parked in front of the house. When they saw me, they crunk up and sped off. My jaws clenched. I ain't have beef with nobody in the game, so I knew this individual had to come from somewhere from my past. Whats going on Wade?" Gi asked, looking scared.
"I'll explain later."
I picked up the brick, and it had a note taped to it.