Chapter 3: Frankie

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"Devil get up off me" - Lil Boosie

They still didn't find out the killers for chris and his family murder. It's just another coldcase. Bella an I was 300,000 dollars richer so I didn't even give a fuck. That was two weeks ago and the nightmare started to come back. I slept with my gun under my pillow and one in my night stand. Chris crew didn't know who killed them but I always had a feeling that they will come after us.
BOOM, BOOM, BOOM !!
"Who the fuck is it?" I said
BOOM ,BOOM , BOOM
"I SAID WHO THE FUCK IS IT!!!" I yank the door open.
"Damn BITCH put the fucking guns down." Bella said ducking.
"Bitch I said who is it and don't you have a key to my house. Where the fuck is it??"
"I lost it running from the police two nights ago."
"Why the fuck you were running from the police B?"
"Why you coming to the door with guns in your hands?"
"Come sit down." I pointed to my couch and locked all the locks to the house.
"Really!!! All them fucking locks."
"They're happening AGAIN."
"AGAIN"
"Thats what the fuck I said Bell"
"Damn an I feel like someone is watching me."
"Who you think it is?"
"Chris people that's the only enemies we have but then again we really don't cause nobody kno-"
POW POW POW
"Duck!!" Bella yelled over the gun shots.
"Fuck that bitch I'm shooting back. Here get one of my guns."
"I'm already strapped"
POW POW POW blllllatttttt blllaaattt POW POW POW
"Shit ,I'm hit." I said grabbing on my side.
"Oh hell no" Bella said running out my door. I got up the best way I could an as fast as I could and went right behind her. If one go out we go out together.

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