Vanessa Dylans Life

Chapter 11

I stood naked face to face with Londyn holding a gun to my face. The metal was close to my noise and it was cold. I was scared I might lose my life right here and now but I couldn't show here that.

"Bitch you think you can get away with taking my man away with me." She said.

"Hoe, I should kick yo' ass for kidnapping my son." I said. She pulled the safety off the gun. I froze.

"Where yo' son at?" She asked. I pointed up the stairs. She went up there grabbing my hand. I grabbed my house coat off the hook and we walked in Jeremiah's room where he was sleeping. She shock Jeremiah with the gun. I silently cried.

Jeremiah opened his eyes. POW ! POW ! I closed my ears and when I opened them I saw Jeremiah in a pile of his own blood and Londyn had the gun to her head.

"What the fuck!" I heard behind me. I turned with tears in my eyes to see Triston. I rushed over to Jeremiah and he still had a pulse.

"CALL THE AMBULANCE!"I yelled. Londyn then killed herself. I cried out loud and holding Jeremiah in my arms.

"The police is outside." Triston grabbed Jeremiah's bloody body and walked in out to the ambulance. Triston drove in the ambulance. I stayed behind and watched them take Londyn away in a zipped up body bag. I walked back in my house and threw my cloths on and sped down the highway on my truck.

I pulled up to the hospital and parked. I got out and saw Triston pacing back and fourth in the waiting area. I raced over to him.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"The bullet missed is stomach bye a little. He could have died." He said. I covered my mouth. Triston sat down. I dialed Jay. He answered on the third ring.

"Hello." He said.

"JAY!" I yelled.

"What's good ma'?" He asked.

"Yo' crazy ass bitch Londyn shot our son!" I yelled. I heard him sigh. 

"Aren't you going to say something." I demanded.

"I'll be there when I can." He said and hung up. I hung the phone up and sat down in the chair waiting to see my son.

Two Hours Later....

"Vanessa Dylan!" I heard the nurse yelled. I stood up and walked over to her.

"Jeremiah is in the ICU recovering. He will be here for a while because of his injury's" She said. I smiled.

"Thanks." I said.

"You can go in room 22 to see him." She said and walked away. Me and Triston walked to room 22. We walked in and Jeremiah was hooked up to all these different machines. I walked over to him. He was sleeping. I smiled. He looked peaceful.

"I'm sorry man." I said. Triston rubbed my back.

"It should have been me." I said. Triston kissed my forehead.

"Baby it's coo, you just need to be here for little man." He said. I sighed and kissed his sweet lips.

I hope Londyn rots in HELL...

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I walked up to "The Players Club"  the place I used to work. The gig in the mall wasn't enough money to pay my bills. I needed my stripping money back. With Jeremiah's hospital bills up the ass.  I walked in and saw Halee at the bar getting ready for tonight. We made eye contact. I walked over to her.

"I missed you." She said hugging me. I smiled.

"I've missed you to. Is Harry in today?" I asked.

"Yea he's in his office." She said. I walked away down the hall and knocked twice before I stepped in.

"Nessa!" Harry yelled. I saw a girl name Ginger come from under the table wiping her mouth. Nasty bitch. She hurried out the room. Harry zipped his pants.

"Sit." He said. I sat.

"I need my job back." I said, cutting to the chase.

"When can you start?" He asked.

"Tomorrow?" I asked.

"Fa'sho ma' be here by nine." He said. I smiled and left his office. I went to my truck and got in. I sped off.

I pulled up to my house and saw a car in the drive way that I didn't recognize. I wen through my back door. I went up the stairs and saw shadows on my room and the TV was extra loud. I grabbed my gun from the linen closet and swung the door open.

I saw Trison giving head to my best friend. The TV was so loud they didn't even noticed I opened the door. I closed it back and went to the kitchen and poured a glass of wine. I sat my gun on the counter and waited.

Triston's P.O.V.

I was at home and I heard a soft knock on the front door. I went to open it. Kathy was at the door. She pushed me out the way and came in.

"Where is Vanessa?" She asked.

"She just told me she was going to handle some business." I said. Kathy walked closer to me. She touched my face.

"Don't you want a real women?" She asked.

"I got one." I said. She smiled and kissed me. I kissed her back. I picked her up bridal style and carried her to me and Vanessa's room. I laid her down and slipped her booty shorts off. I pushed my finger on her and she arched her back. I then, put my lips on her and she screamed in pleasure.

I stopped.

"What are you doing?" She asked.

"I cant do this. Get yo' shot and get out." I said.

My dick was just getting hard. I grabbed her bye the elbow and dragged her down the stairs. I stopped by the kitchen and saw a very calm looking Vanessa sipping a glass of wine with her 9.mm sitting on the counter next to her.

Damn how long she been here?

Vanessa's P.O.V.

I sipped wine and me and Triston made eye contact. Kathy just stood there.

"This what y'all do to me in my time of need?" I asked. Triston walked toward me.

"Bag up!" I yelled. He stopped. 

"I can't believe out of all the people in the world my boyfriend and best friend wouldn't fuck each other in my house. I thought y'all would have a little more respect." I smirked.

"It's not like that." Kathy said.

"Shut the fuck !" I yelled. I stood up and took the gun off the counter... Before I could point it I felt a rush of heat go in my shoulder. I looked over at it and It was bloody. After that everything went black....