Dangerous Love (Urban Fiction)

Over

*Marks POV*

This bitch had completely lost it and i'm almost there too. We have been in this abandoned building for a month and a couple of weeks. Everyday's a struggle. Holding a gun to my own best friends head while watching him have sex with the woman i desperately love and want. She wants him instead. For what? What is he worth? Shit we grew up the same exact way. except his parents are dead. Mine have disowned me. I feel bad for Emani. She's tied to a chair during the whole thing. Betty wants her to watch. After that's all said and done Emani is torchured. Betty has stopped smoking weed and has turned to cigarettes. So she sits in a room with Emani smoking and making her breathe in the toxic smoke. Laughing at her. Asking if she liked how her husband fucked her. She smokes as much cigarettes as she feels and when she's done with it she burns Emani's legs with the flaming end. It's sick and twisted and i can't watch this any longer. But i must stay. i want to be here for when she finally gives in and chooses me over Dre.

Betty: Mark! go tie up dre. Its time for me and Emani to have our little talk.

I did what i was told. I didnt want to make her upset with me. I picked Dre up and placed him in the wooden chair.

Dre: come on mark. Just please let us go. I know you hate this as much as we do. You dont even want to be here. Your face is sadder and weaker every day that i see you. You dont have to keep us here.

*Emanis POV*

Im tired of being here. Im tired of looking this bitch in the face. Im praying each day that if there is a god that he make sure the fumes i breathe in are shielded from my baby. Dre and i are working on getting out. Tonight.

Betty: so tonight were gonna do things a little different.

Emani: what?

Betty: im not gonna smoke and talk about how your husband fucked me.... you are.

Emani: hahahahahahahahaha bitch try again. im not hurting my baby. your already doing that enough.

Betty: oh you will.

Emani: over my dead fuckin body bitch.

I head butted her and swung my cuffed hands as hard as i could I hit her and knocked her out but i knew she wasn't gonna be out for long. So i beat her and kicked her until i couldn't any more..... the keyes..... i took the keys that opened the cuffs and got myself free. Then i got up and ran. After a couple minutes i could tell she had gotten up. I found a door, opened it and i was outside. The sun was setting and we were in some forest. Meaning we were in the white and areas of new york... probably near the beach. I didn't wanna leave dre there but i couldn't go get him but he knew. he heard both of us running. He heard betty yelling for me to come back. It was his turn.

*Dre POV*

Dre: come on mark. Just please let us go. I know you hate this as much as we do. You dont even want to be here. Your face is sadder and weaker every day that i see you. You don't have to keep us here.

Mark: This shit is all your fault. Your the reason were in this mess.

Dre: me: tf did i do?

Mark: your always taking things from me. you can never get your own. The girls, the spotlight.

Dre: man i never took anything from you. i just did what i had to do and what i was supposed to do.

Mark: what ever ma-

Betty: COME BACK

We heard footsteps and i knew. it was time to get the fuck up outa here. I kicked Mark in the place that could get a man down no matter what. I hated to do it but i had to. i kicked him in the nuts. HARD. then kicked him again in his stomach. I ran to find my wife and the psycho bitch that i wasted my time with. When i finally found my way out of the building i was exposed to a forest. the sun was going down and i needed to find my wife before something bad happened to her. I ran into the forest and found them not to far. Betty had a gun pointed towards Emani.

Dre: put the gun down betty.

Betty: why? i just gotta pull the trigger and we can finally be together dre.

Dre: i don't want you. but i know someone who does. you have been ignoring the signs. you so stuck on me that you aint notice that mark loves you and cares for you. put the gun down betty.

Betty: no. she must die. she took my life away from me.

Emani: bitch i aint take shit. i worked hard for the things i have now. you want it the easy way.

Betty: so guess what.... if i cant have it no one else can.

I ran towards her and knocked her down but she had already pulled the trigger. I punched her multiple times and knocked her out. I took the gun. Emani was on the ground. good thing the bitch aint have good aim. She shot emani in her leg.

Emani: gimme the gun.

Dre: why?

Emani: boy gimme the fuckin gun!

I gave it to her.

Emani: help me up.

I helped her stand and she limped over to Betty and pointed. She shot her in the chest twice. Out of nowhere i felt a sharp pain in my leg. I had been shot.

Emani: bring your ass mark. Shes dead. now its your turn. both of you are gonna rot in hell for this bullshit. BRING YOUR ASS!!!!

Mark came running at the sound of betty being dead. Pathetic bitch. He fell to his knees hovering over her body.

Emani: you ready? cause its your turn.

Mark: go ahead.... without her im nothing anyway.

With no hesitation emani pulled the trigger and shot mark in the head. She threw the gun aside and stood over them. blinking with no remorse.... first i thought that my wife had officially gone crazy then she looked at me and when she blinked tears were flowing out of her eyes.

Emani: baby.... i wanna go home.

I took her in my arms and then found the phone that Mark had in his pocket. Surprisingly he had service out here. I tore my shirt and wrapped pieces around our legs to slow bleeding. Then i called 911. Finally its over.