Livin a Thug Life, Got a Hood Love

Chapter XII

(Don't worry about the ultrasound picture for right now. Its for the next chapter because I'm using the same picture)

There were gun shots.

Loud ones.

Bambii covered her mouth to keep from screaming with both hands.

Her breathing became heavier as the sound of footsteps entered the apartment. She squeezed her eyes shut as the flow of tears poured out of them. She cringed and softly whimpered as she heard the footsteps get closer. Her body trembled, along with her hand that shaked, silencing her cries.

She heard shuffling and the hard heavy sound of boots hitting the ground. But... then it went quiet. Almost too quiet. The eerie silence grew thicker, just enough quietness to hear a single pin drop.

The closet door swung open. And Bambii fought the urge to scream. Her body shook with such fear, she was sure her mind couldn't comprehend with what her nerves told her to do.

"Baby", his soft voice and thick accent spoke.

Bambii slowly opened her eyes, and once she did, her heart skipped a beat.

"Larry", she breathed out, reaching for him. He picked her up from the closet floor and spun her around in his arms. She held onto his neck as if her life depended on it. His lips covered hers in a slow, passionate, and gracious kiss. "I told you I always come back", he whispered.

There was a knock at the door. "Who is it", Larry yelled out, placing Bambii to her feet. "Police, open up!"

Shit.

"Fuck", Larry whispered, "Um, one second". He took the gun he had in his belt and returned it back to it's drawer. "I got this", Bambii said, undressing. Larry gave her a confused look. She sighed, pulling off her bra and stepping out of her panties.

The knocking continued. "Coming", she screamed. She answered the door with a soft smile and the police man who stood armed and dangerous, looked down on her naked body. "My goodness", he licked his lips. "Were you looking for someone officer", she asked. "Uh, there was, uh, um, a disturbance, um, I-I heard gunshots", he babbled on, all the while looking down at her breasts, moving up and down as she breathed.

"Oh no, they weren't gunshots. My annoying boyfriend and I were playing a prank", she looked around stalling, "We put a speaker next to our friends door and it may have sounded like gunshots, but it wasn't".

His eyes were stuck to her shaven and smooth kitten. She bit her lip, being seductive. "Um", the officer cleared his throat, "Ma'am are you sure?" "I'm positive", she narrowed her eyes.

"Are you married", she looked at his name badge, "Officer Brice?" "Yes, I am". "Your wife must be one lucky girl", she smirked. "Oh no, she's the lucky one", he blushed. "No, she's the very  lucky one", she said looking down at how tight his black uniform pants hugged his thighs, and other things.

"Tell me, how big is your gun", she said looking up at him, innocently. "Uh, it's about nine", he looked away, feeling nervous.

"He has nothing on Larry", she thought to herself.

"Well, if that's it, everything's good right?" "Yea, um, h-here's my number. And tell Larry to stay out of trouble", he said giving her his card. "Thanks", she said taking the card from his fingers. He talked into the speaker on his shoulder, "All clear". He waved and walked down the hall, disappearing into the elevator.

Bambii rolled her eyes and balled up the little card and threw it away after she closed and locked the door. She walked into Larry's bedroom, and he gave her a puzzled look.