Sammy POV

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Everyone was outside smoking a blunt until I got this weird ass phone call from Maliah. I answered it thinking she was horny or hungry.
"Hello?" "Baby? Where are you?" "You crying?" "Yes hurry home plea-" the phone hung up and I instantly remembered Damion bitch ass. I told them to hop in and head over there with me in case I needed back up. I grabbed my .45 and put it in the inside of my pants. "Maliah?!" I got no answer. "Maliah!!!" Still was no answer. We opened the front door and saw the house was into shreds. Blood and hair and clothes were everywhere. Instantly I became pissed beyond pissed to where I got hotheaded. There was a note left on the table reading: Meet me at 436 South side road at 10. Be there or she's gone. I ran downstairs and drove there since it was 9:45. I got there, hopped out and was thinking that if she died, ion know what I would do.

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