Chapter 4

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"You not fallin' for this nigga, are you?" Rocky asked Tinashe before she checked her clutch.

Tinashe smacked her teeth, "No, Rocky. Why you care so much?" she asked him as she put on her earrings, "Just because... I mean like we don't need you fallin' for our target.. so." Rocky shrugged, wondering why he cared about her liking James.

Their awkward silence was interrupted when James' black 2014 Mercedes S Class AMG honked.

"There he is!" Tinashe smiled before checking her lip stick, rushing out the door.

When she arrived outside, James sat leaning against his car, his eyes being the spotlight from the shining moon. Tinashe walked over as he opened the car door for her.
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It was a relaxing silence as Big Sean's new song I Know played quietly.

Tinashe toothlessly smiled as she saw Red Lobster, but her smile soon faded as James drove right past it.

"The Red Lobster was right there... Where are we going?" Tinashe asked, turning to James to seem him very concentrated on the road.

"We're going to the exclusive one, we'll be having dinner in an isolated roof top. So it'll be just us two." James assured her before he turned into a dark, tree filled road to where their headlights could be the only source of light.

Tinashe became suspicous when she noticed the street they drove in was like a ghost town. No homes, no stores, no streetlights, no nothing.

She pulled out her phone and tapped Rocky's contact.
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987-654-3210

T: rocky ....

R: wassup?

T: i dont think we goim to red lobster

T: goin **

R: wym?

T: i think he knows i work witchu ... but idk but im scared becuz this road we on seems abandoned

R: what car he drivin?

T: a 2014 mercedes s cla

"The fuck you think you doin'?" James grabbed Tinashe's phone, throwing it in the back seat, before whipping out his gun, making it kiss her temple as he improved his speed.

R: t...

30 minutes later...

R: TINASHE!!
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James stopped in front of this dark abandoned trap house, gun still being held to Tinashe's head.

"OPEN your car door... well my car door... well it's on yo' side... whatever bitch OPEN that car door!" James demanded as Tinashe slowly opened the door, stepping out the car as James rushed his short legs over to her side, connected the gun to Tinashe again.

He pushed her to the front door of the house, banging on the door. The door opened seconds later, revealing a large brown skin, buff ass man. He had one half open, no pupil eye, which was accompanied by a tear tattoo.

"Come in..." The man smirked as James pushed Tinashe into the house. "Well look at you, James. Finally got yo' short ass through yo' first mission!" James smiled at his big brother's comment.

"Who the FUCK are you?!" Tinashe spat, shoving James off of her, sending him to the wall. The man chuckled, "Well I'm Deebo. The man you and your little gang been lookin' for... but since I ain't got what ya'll little leader want, I've decided to use you as bait!" Deebo informed Tinashe.

She looked at him with hate before spitting in his face. Deebo looked at her for a long second before slapping her with his oversized hand.

Tinashe fell to the ground, holding her face with a cry. James then got up and tugged her over to a large black chair that sat under a dome light. He tied her hands and feet to the legs and arms of the chair before smirking at the sight of Tinashe struggling.

"Aye Deebo you need to get everybody prepared, she was textin' lil' Rock!" James alerted his older sibling, plopping down on their rusty leathered couch. "Oh did you?" Deebo kneeled down to Tinashe's level as he carressed her red cheek.

Tinashe sharply turned her face, looking up with annoyance.

"Awww baby don't be upset, you had little intelligence but don't blame yourself!" James laughed. Tinashe looked at him and giggled, "Yeah but not as little as your dick!" Tinashe threw back, smiling sarcastically.

James dramatically gasped, "Bitch this dick would make you scream!" James argued, "Please only thing I would be screaming is 'Is it in yet?'" Tinashe laughed as Deebo busted out laughing.

James then slapped her, stomping out the room.

Tinashe rolled her eyes as her head stayed still, refreshing after the cheek stinging slap she had just recieved. "Now tell me who Rocky's bringin', so I'll know what we dealin' with," Deebo commanded, "I ain't tellin' you shit!" Tinashe rejected.

"You really think you got a choice?" Deebo punched her as she cried in pain, "Who the fuck he bringin'?" Deebo yelled in her face. Tinashe coughed as she inhaled his stank breath, "Like I said before... I'm not telling you ANYTHING!" Tinashe screamed.

Deebo looked at her like she 6 eyes, before he slapped her across the face with his gun.

Tinashe's head wobbled around. Her being a strong girl, she stayed awake as long as her head let her. As her vision became blurry, and her hearing became unknown.

10 minutes later Tinashe couldn't do it anymore. Her mind became clouded and her eyes shut down. Right when her body let go, there was the sound of...
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