Make It Nasty 2

Chapter 3

Maria's Pov

"You got them?" I asked Marisol and he nodded. He came to my house and apologized, took me out to eat and made love to me. I just needed to have my son back in my arms.

"They in the basement." He said and we started walking down there. Pop was already beating Fantasy ass.

"We caught this bitch on the phone with that Aaron nigga." He said and my stomach turned. That was it, we were all dead.

"What the fuck you mean!?" Marisol said,walking over to Fantasy. She had a few bruises on her cheeks but it was nothing compared to what Marisol was about to do with her.

He punched her, making her face go the other way. She was crying but he didn't care. Marisol slapped her, kicked her in the stomach, and spit on her. I watched him beat her ass, making her unconscious.

"Maria, go to the store and get me some alcohol." He said and I obeyed.
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Marisol's Pov

After Maria left, we untied Fantasy. I had a few things in mind that I wanted to do. Plus she could barely move or fight back.

Pop carried her up the stairs and into the bedroom.

"Don't let Maria in until I'm done." They nodded and I closed the door. Fantasy was a bad bitch, Aaron did pick something right. I pulled up her dress and took off the jean jacket. I pulled her breast out of her bra, them motherfuckas was pretty. Call me what you want but she wasn't stopping me. I undid my jeans and pulled her panties off. She wasn't even moving, or responding. She was gone respond when I put this dick in her. I shoved all of it in and her eyes opened wide. She started crying and swinging. I put my hands around her neck, making her go back to sleep. I kept my hands around her neck the entire time. I started fucking her, she was wet. I see why Aaron had kids by her. I didnt hear Maria car pull up so I kept doing my thing. Ten mintues had pasted and I was just laying on top of her, it was still in. I kissed on her neck, and suck on her lips. She didnt feel nothing and I know Pop would love to have some next. I felt myself about to come and I didn't pull out. If Fantasy lived, I was going to make her life a living hell. After I was done, I walked out and we all heard somebody knocking on the door. It was like a KNOCK..... KNOCK.... KNOCK. I grabbed my gun as Turk looked through the glass windows, a shot came from outside, dropping Turk. I heard a car pull up, and I aimed my gun at the door. I heard the backdoor being kicked in. Shots were fired so I let mines off. I remember I shot somebody before being shot in the legs. I didn't let that stop me though, until they shot me in my chest. I put my hand on it, trying to stop the blood.

"Any last words bitch?" It was that nigga Lil A.

"Tell my seed, I love him." I started laughing as he looked confused. He shot me in the stomach and I started having flashbacks of my life. I looked back up at Lil A and he was smirking as he placed the last 3 bullets in my head.

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