Low

No Turning Back

Chapter 17

This were getting weird now. My feelings for John were growing but it seemed my friend feelings are growing for me.

I didn't want my feelings to get any more than it already was. I had things to do and people to kill

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Cindy and I sat in her black Audi watching Mj, Maverick's son talk to some young black boys outside a building. This was one of his many crack houses all around New York and Cindy knew every last one of them.

Cindy twisted her glock around in her hands.

MJ started walking away, I started bouncing my foot and nervously patting my lap. I just wanted this to all be over. I wanted to be in John's arms despite me rejecting him. I didn't feel the need to kill him anymore, I had moved on with my life, but how do I tell Cindy that?

Cindy touched my shoulder, I looked into her black shades, her face stone, her lips straight, she was ready and I wasn't.

MJ pulled off, I let a few cars go ahead of me and followed behind. My nerves were still going, I tapped the wheel nervously.

" You wanna shoot?". Cindy knocked me out if my tran of thoughts. I was thinking of ways to tell her forget it but couldn't think of none.

" Nah you do it". I wanted to just get it over with, I wanted to get home to John.

I pulled up to MJ navy blue phantom and rolled down the passenger window. His window was already down and he was bumping to French Montana.

Before he could even realize anything, Cindy sent two bullets into his cranium. A little girls screams could be heard in the back of the vehicle. His car swerved in and out of traffic finally hitting a near by tree and flipping over onto the roof.