The Story Of Renee

Chapter Seventeen

Since I never described Mark or talked about his physical appearance I added a picture of him Since this chapter starts off In his point of view... for those who are confused yes Mark was the Stanger in stangers point of view.....also when ever I add Pictures of a character that means there important after I finish this book I want to a spin off using Renée and Jenaé's brother and sister Ivory and Trace. So I did add pictures of them so check it out....thank you to the ones that complemented my book/work I really appreciate it. One of you guys brought the fact that my updates are way to far apart and I understand that and Am working on. Just bare with me. With that said I did do some editing so if you orginally had the book in your library you may not see the changes I made unless you remove then add the book again. But Thank you again

-IamDoyenne

No more bull shit

Mark

    "What's going on?" I asked a little confused. I had just gotten home and I open my door to find Jenaé and her sister in my living room arguing. Nae just stares at me and I can tell she's pissed. "Nae. What's going on?" And instead of answering me she throws a lamp at me. "Yo what the fuck is wrong with you!" I yelled, dodging the lamp. She started laughing bitterly while her sister just stands there motionless but her face filled with emotion. I couldn't tell if she was mad, sad, or scared. I look back towards Nae. "Who are you?" She questions. I stared at her dumb founded.

  "What are you talking about girl?" She shook her head. "WHO DA FUCK ARE YOU! I mean is your name even Mark because it's obvious that your not really a mechanic." She said and I grew confused. I did not know what this women was getting at. "Nae I am a mechanic you've seen my shop and it's well known how do you think I can offered this shit." I said referring to my condo. She shrugged her shoulders. "Oh I don't know I just thought you got nice things using your dirty money." She said nonchalantly. Then it started to click, I was starting to piece her little hints together. I looked down at my coffee table and seen my book, and it hit me. I stayed calm and pretended not to notice the book and continued to play dumb. "Man Jenaé stop playing games and tell me what you talkin about." I said. I watched her carefully and she just started shaking her head. I took my attention off of her and noticed Renée wasn't in the room any more. "Where's Renée?" I questioned. "Was it all fake?" Jenaé asked instead of answering my question. I shook my head "No Nae I love you girl, how I feel about you is real." I said in a soothing tone to her. I tried to walk closer to her but then I heard a gun cock back. I looked up to see Renée holding me at gun point. "Explain the fucking book." She said and Jenaé started to cry ignoring the fact that Renée had a gun pointed at me. I sighed, what a day to not strap up Mark. "What book?" I said continuing to play dumb. Renée grew angry. "THAT BOOK! THAT FUCKING BOOK RIGHT THERE!" She yelled and pointed the gun towards my book on the coffee table. I sighed

"Ok, I'm a hit-man, That book is my hit list and everyone in it is either dead or next on the list to die." I said nonchalantly. "Why am I in there?" Renée asked and I laughed. "Come one Renée, you know why your in there. And I'm pretty sure you know who paid me to do it. If it wasn't for your sister you would've been dead already. You know for someone who use to run a drug empire you sure was slackin heavy when you got out." I told her and she stared at me blankly. "Where is he?" I shrugged my shoulders. "Seven paid me." I told her and she nodded her head then pulled the trigger. A bullet went straight threw my arm. I cried out and grabbed the part of my body that now had a hole in it. 

 "So Dre bitch ass ain't have the guts to face me himself and instead sends an even bigger bitch to his dirty work but that bitch couldn't do it either... so... he pays you to be his bitch?" She asked. I nodded my head in pain. I've been shot multiple times but no matter how many times you get hit it hurts just as much every time. I watched her as she paced the room thinking. Her whole demeanor changed. She went from scared and afraid to ruthless and cold hearted in two point five seconds. She walked over to me and punched me in the face hard as fuck with the gun causing me to fall to the floor. She pointed the gun at the middle of my head and stared into my eyes. I saw nothing but darkness in her's. She showed no emotion and now I see what Seven was talking about. I underestimated her big time. "So you going to kill me?" I questioned her and looked over at Jenae who had stopped crying to watch her sister, she was waiting for her next move. She felt my eyes on here and we made eye contact and her face softened. "Don't kill him, Nene." Jenaé said softly. Renée looked back at her sister still leaving the gun pointed towards me. "Why fucking not! He's a liar!" She said, Jenaé stood up. "And so are you. But I love him, just like I love you." She looked at me again. "And I know he loves me too." She said smiling at me. Renée rolled her eye's "Fine." She said complying to Nae's wishes. But before she put the gun down she shot me again in the leg. "You bitch!" I cried out. She shrugged her shoulders. "It was a accident."