Just What I Am.

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Hannah's POV:

She had the door halfway open. I could tell she was only wearing a bra and a skirt, no matter how hard she tried to stay behind the door. For a second we just stared at each other. Then I heard Alex shout "did you get the door babe?"

It was like I couldn't even move. I started to shake and Alex opened the door all the way, pushing Nicole behind him.

"Hannah! Come on in!" He said blowing the sent of whiskey into my face.

I have two choices. I can leave, and go sob to Rakim about my fucked up life. Or I can go in there, and kick this bitch's ass.

And what do I do. I ram into my brother, pushing him to the side. To my surprise there's little Nicole holding a knife. Standing next to the couch.

"Hannah! What the hell are you doing?" He shouted behind me.

I had to find something to use. I was slightly starting to remember all the places Alex hid weapons in here.

I looked up and Nicole started to run towards me. I dove into the mini kitchen, and reached for the pistol under the fridge. Fucking Alex bent down and grabbed it before I could. Shit um..... Get a knife.

I jumped up and knocked a picture frame into the sink. There was one of his knifes hanging.

"Drop the knife Hannah" his voice almost rumbled through my body.

"Alex just leave."

"This is my fucking hotel room and you're crawling all over the place acting like you're on crack." Him and Nicole both started laughing.

"Oh that's really funny coming from you two." I paused and their faces went blank. "I have never seen crackheads as bad as y'all in my life. So excuse me Alex I would like to leave. Hold your wacky ass bitch down so I can walk past."

I got to the door and turned around to see if they were facing me. They were. I turned the door knob, then I heard the click of the pistol. It had to be Nicole, this bitch really wants me dead.

I tightened my grip on the knife handle. I spun my body around fast releasing the it from my hand, and letting it fly right into Nicole's stomach.

She fell to the ground. I was about to run until I noticed Nicole didn't have the gun. Alex did.

Rakim's POV:

It's now 10:13. I got everybody to come with the shit. We're all just chillin in the VIP. Still no sign of Hannah. Don't know what the fuck she did all day, but I'm excited to see my baby.

It wasn't long until the crowd went wild. "Everybody make a path! On of the Miller's are here!!" The DJ shouted into the mike.

Hannah. She walked right through the crowd as of nobody was there. She wore a tight skin color dress that stopped right under her ass. It was strapless, and she wore high heels to match it.

She walked up the rope that block our section and I held my hand out.

"Hey baby you wanna drink?"

"Actually.. Do you have any acid?"

I nodded and pulled it out of my pocket.

"Thanks baby," she gave me a kiss on the lips then put the tablet on her bottom lip. "Let's have fun tonight. Ok?"

She slid her hand into the pocket where I got her acid. She unwrapped the foil and slid it into my mouth.

Tonight's gonna be fucking wild.

She grabbed onto my next and faced to other direction. It was becoming so hard for me not to moan, while she shook her ass onto my crouch.

"Damn be the mother of my fucking kids." I screamed.