Aaron's Pov
Fantasy came in at like 2 in the morning with some clothes on I ain't never seen before.
"Where you went?" I stared at her as she took off the green jacket she had on.
"I went over to Fantasize house , I had left something earlier." She said and I knew she was lying. She'll tell me , I know she would.
My phone started ringing and Fantasy handed it to me. How the hell she get my phone? It read K9 and he wanted to me get down to the trap. He had some more info on this Von nigga.
I got up, throwing on all black then I went to grab my gun.
"Fantasy where the fuck my gun at?"
"I don't know, did you look?" She started looking for me. "Here." She went downstairs and came up with it.
"Where you get that from? I always keep that in my dresser." I said, grabbing it. I checked the clip and a bullet was missing.
"I had it earlier downstairs." She said shrugging.
"Who you shot?" I got in her face.
"Nobody boy Damn, get outta my face with that." She said, rolling her eyes.
I took her phone off the bed and went through her call log. She had called The Clean-Up Crew number, that was the last person she called.
It started hitting me, she must've found out who it was. I wasn't about to call Ceira cause that would have made it more noticeable.
"You used my fucking phone!? The police can track her number down and see! You so fucking stupid!" I yelled at her. Here I was, about to be in jail for the rest of my life and not see my kids grow up.
"Im stupid! No you fucking stupid! Cheating on me with a bitch who can barely provide for herself, her daddy is her life!" She yelled back and I laughed.
"You know what, fuck this shit. Its all over and done with, I'm about to go to trap. Don't wait up." I said, looking for my car keys and she handed them to me. This girl done used all my shit for a murder she committed.
I got to the trap and K9 told me that Von was plotting and would try to hit me at any moment. I was ready, didn't no nigga put fear in my heart.
"Ight, get more info. Like the time and date." I said and he nodded. I wanted to stop at the club but I felt something wasn't right. I couldn't believe Fantasy.
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