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No. 24 ♡

P I E R R E
"Father, please forgive me for I have sinned," I spoke.

"Confess your sins, son," he responded.

"Hell, I haven't been here in a long time. I've killed people. Committed the act of adultery. I've committed every sin there is," I said.

"The Lord forgives you. Every person sins. Just confess to them, son. Get on the right track. Make everything right," he said before closing off the window space.

I got up and walked out of the cathedral.

I never really wanted a relationship with her. She was young and could fall easily. I lead her ass on and now she pregnant. I think now, I only love her, because she's carrying my child.

I'm still stuck on Kiara

H A M P T O N
"Please!" She got down on her knees begging. I looked down at her. Piece of scum.

"What would Pierre think about this?" I asked. I smirked.

"Look, he doesn't have to know," she responded.

"Just they fired me from my modeling job and I have nothing else. I didn't graduate college!" She cried.

"Stand the fuck up!" I yelled. She quickly got up dusting herself off.

"If you can complete this all by midnight, bam you got the job," I said handing her the file.

"This file is on Pierre," she sniffled. "I know. You rat me out I'll kill you and him," I responded harshly.

"And for now on whenever you see me you will address me as Miss Blues," I said.

She nodded her head. "Speak up!" I yelled.

"Yes, Miss Blues," she croaked. I smiled. "You are dismissed," I said.

I wonder how would Pierre feel about his little girlfriend working for me. Under my control.

×××

"I'm going to go take a shower and you can prepare the pop corn and stuff," I told Monroe.

"Girl, I know what I'm doing," he responded. I smiled and walked upstairs.

Every Friday we always have something we would do together. It's just us. We got each other. I honestly don't know what I would do without him. He's my guide.

I turned on the shower and removed every article of clothing. I admired my body in the mirror and ran my hands over my still flat stomach.

I got into the shower letting my thoughts takeover my mind and the water relax my body.

"Monroe! Monroe!" I screamed as the CPS lady pulled my arm. Cops held Monroe down. He still fought back until he finally broke free.

"Stay down or I will arrest you for rape!" The officer yelled. I was only nine and still knew what those words meant. How cops are so dirty. Monroe slowly laid back on the ground.

"Let me go!" I screamed to the lady. I then felt her hand connect with my cheek.

"You bitch!" The first nasty word to ever escape my innocent mouth. I kicked her in her lady parts and quickly ran over to Monroe.

The cop reached his hand out to grab me. "I swear on my daddy's grave if you touch me I will scream rape," I growled.

I hugged Monroe tightly never wanting to let go. "I don't wanna go, Monny," I cried.

"Look, you have the mind of a mastermind. I know you going to find your way right back. Don't say nothing to them. Cause they can control your life by you answering with a simple yes or no," he said.

"I love you, Monny," I cried. "I love you too, big head," he said smiling. I felt my arm being tugged at, before being pushed inside a car.

I didn't even notice the tears falling from my eyes. I quickly washed my face and got out the shower.

I slipped on some undergarments, before I heard a loud boom downstairs. I grabbed my gun that rested on the night stand and slowly crept.

"Monny," I said. Out of nowhere some one grabbed me from behind, with all ny strength I flipped them over the staircase sending them flying over.

I quickly shot at them. I fleed downstairs hopping Monroe was okay.

I felt someone come up behind me and quickly sent a bullet in their head. Two guys then busted out of the closet in the hallway.

One sent a deadly punch to my face, but I quickly reacted. I turned his arm, holding it there. While I shot the other one multiple of times with his own gun. I snapped the other one's arm leaving him there, before sending a bullet into his skull.

I picked up both mens' AK 47s. I crept into my kitchen to see a whole bunch of men.

"Respects to?" I slowly asked raising up the guns.

"Madison Santiago," one man said. I started to spray them with the 47s. It was about a good nine in there.

I walked to the den of the house and was quickly picked up by someone. I struggled to get out of their embrace as they slammed me on the floor with a hard thump.

They dragged me into the door that leads to the garage. I pushed me onto the hard concrete and I was face to face with Monroe.

His eye was swollen and he had a busted lip. "You thought you could get back at the Santiago's, huh?" I heard a female voice ask.

I didn't answer. "Us Santiago's like to take prized possessions from people. What can I say, it's our speciality," she laughed.

"I love you, Monny." I said knowing it was my last time. "I love you too, Hampton," he whispeted.

"Just blow his brains out, so I can watch this bitch suffer," she spat. On cue they blew his brains out right in front of me.

I quickly knocked back the man on top of me and grabbed the gun out the other man's hand shooting him in his neck.

I tried to aim it at Madison, but she was gone. All of them was. I looked down at Monroe and quickly got up. I couldn't do this.

I heard my doorbell ring and slowly limped to my door inside the house. I still had the gun in my hand.

I swung open the door and there was a police officer.

"Miss Blues, there has been a noise complaint from your neighbors," he shook.

I just stared at him. He looked at the gun and the blood on my body.

"You back in business for Nicky?" He questioned as he peeked at the dead bodies on my floor.

"He left," I said closing the door. I picked up my house phone dialing the number.

"I need a reservation for thirteen. Plus, a thorough cleaning. And a preservation of Monroe," I said before hanging up.

I got three special coins to give to them. They finally arrived and I gave the short Russian man the coins. He handed me a card.

Hotel for criminals. Recommended for Miss Blues.