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~Keith

~Paris them visited us with beat up friends and told us whats happened so far. It was a crazy asf story. I had encountered one of Nates goons. I killed him on sight. I needed a few more to go after.

We were watching the news when a burning house showed up.

"Babe isn't that our house?" Stacey asked. I looked closer and it was.

"Fuck!". I yelled aloud.

"Baby where are you going?" she asked with concern in her face.

"I'ma be back baby. I'ma put a stop to this shit for good". With that I hauled ass.

Motherfucker burn down my house and try to kill my family! I was gonna finish this once and for all to night.
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~Olivia

~I've been trying to forget Calvin so I started dating. Tonight I was gonna meet this guy I met a few days ago at my house to pick me up.

I look hellla good. A car pulled up to the curb. He smiled with a thirsty look on his face but I ignored it.

I stood there waiting for him to open my door.

"What chu waiting for ma?you running my gas". He said. I raised an eyebrow then let myself in.

We drove in silence. Until..

"You look sexy asf ma". He said.

"Thank you". His whole attitude was different when I met him a while ago. He probably a ghetto hoodrat. Big mistake.

We drove near a fancy restaurant. I got excited then he went past it. He drove us to fucking McDonald's. Nigga really? I just looked at him. Broke niggas.

We got out heading inside the building. I couldn't believe I was actually going out with this broke ass nigga.

We sat at a table for a few minutes. I sat quietly for him to come back with our food.

"So uh tell me what do you do for a living?". I asked eating my fries.

"Well I don't mean to brag but I'ma upcoming rapper. But right now I'm tryna run my trap". He answered drawing attention to him.

"Trap?"I was confused.

"You know. Trap house. A drug house". My eyes got wide at the thought of that.

"So what chu is a stripper or something?" he was bout to get the shit knocked outta his ass with them rabbit teeth of his.

"No".

"Well damn shawty I just wanted to know". He said spreading his hands out.

"I'm a lawyer". I checked my phone for the time.

"This where I bring all my hoes". He said confidently.

"Excuse you?" I gave him a dirty look.

"I mean you not a hoe but like a bad bitch. You got them titties with a stripper booty an all. Do you wanna smash when we leave?" he asked.

"Oh hell no. Good bye". I got up and left outside. I caught a cab because this was not fucking worth it. I am not desperate for a man.
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~Stacey

~Keith rushed out the door. I couldn't say shit now. Our house was being put out by the firemen. The news reporter started talking an shit and said something about the fire was started by a near by match on the curb outside the house.

I covered my face with my hands in fear. What if they actually do kill our family. I wasn't ready for our baby to be taken away from me. I can't loose my baby now nor do I want Keith to die. It's all his fault we're in this shit. What kinda Mother would I be if I had to raise my child in this mess. If my baby ever gets taken away it's gonna be the end for me and Keith. All hell has broken loose.
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I know short but it's a little filler for y'all out there. Keep reading though and vote. I gotta think of some more stuff. Besides school catching hell wit me. Vote and read my other stuff.

Is Keith gonna get killed?

Is Stacey gonna drop his ass for the sake of their baby?

Wtf is Olivia going through?

Whats gonna happen to London & her parents?

Enjoy. Once again sorry for any bullshitty mistakes up in here. I gotta look over this since I found a few. I hate mistakes and I just realized I have a shit load to take care of in my chapters. So my apologies and I got school to deal with too! XL.

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