love at first sight

25

A week later

Fatima pov

"So I was right, you did fuck her?" Fatima asked Zac.

"No I didn't, bitches are lying!" Zac smacked his lips.

"I knew this shit would happen." She shook her head. "If you was gon cheat, I could've stayed single."

"Oh, you're wishing you was single?" Zac chuckled. "How about I shoot your ass?"

Zac was drunk out of his mind. He went to a party a couple of hours ago after him and Fatima got into a petty argument and he had just came back. A video was of him and a girl having sex was sent to Fatima.

"You'd shoot me?" Fatima asked.

"Sure, why not." He threw his hands up. "I don't give a fuck about you anyway."

"That's fine, I want your shit out my house." She raised her voice.

"I'm not moving shit." He slipped on a glass of Hennessy. "Dumbass bitch."

"Dumbass nigga." She mumbled.

"What was said?" Zac asked.

"I didn't say anything."

"Oh okay, thought you was talking shit like I won't put your head through that wall right there." He pointed at a wall.

"Why are you talking to me like that?" Fatima asked.

"Bitch please, I'm not saying shit to your dumbass." He slowly stood up and moved closer to her. "I'll kill you, you know that?"

"Can you back up and drink some coffee?" She put her hands on his chest.

"Nigga don't touch me." Zac grabbed her arms and pushed her against the wall.

"I'm trying to help you!"

"I don't need your fucking help bitch!" Zac yelled. "Where's my gun?"

"Why would you need that?" She asked. "And I have it."

"Give it to me, I need it to blow you fucking brains." He said as he went to grab his glass

"I'll blow yours before you get the chance to blow mine." She shrugged.

"What did you say to me?" He turned around.

"I said I'll blow your brains-"

Her words were cut short by his glass hitting her forehead.

"I wish you would bitch." He chuckled. "I'm really finna kill you, you've been talking to much."

"Why would you do that!?" She asked as she wiped blood off her forehead. "Dumb shit."

Zac turned to the kitchen and grabbed a knife.

"Since you got my gun, I'll have to stab your ass." He came closer to where Fatima stood.

"Zac stop playing and put the knife down." Fatima sighed.

"Dumb bitch, it's time for you to go." He said. "Last words?"

"Don't do that.." She teared up. "Put it down."

Zac chuckled and sliced her cheek.

"Zac..."

"Chest or stomach?" He asked himself. "I'm thinking chest, which would you prefer?"

"Neither.. Zac, please stop!" The tears dropped and Zac dropped the knife down at her chest.