Chapter 10

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-Next Chapter will be a time gap.... What do you guys think about that?-

"Tre stop... Baby, please stop." I begged as Tre beat Khail's ass with

the handle of his gun.

"You fucking this nigga, Brook?" he asked looking at me with eyes full

of pain masked with anger.

I shook my head, rapidly. "I swear to God baby, I'm not... I swear I'm

not. Look at me!" I yelled. "It's not what it looked like."

"Get in the car Brook." He said, opening my door and securing it shut

before going around to the other side.

"Baby, we can't leave him here." I said, looking out the window at

Khail on the ground. Tre gave my that look, you know the look they

give you to 'shut the fuck up', yeah that one times ten. He put the

car in drive and drove off. "If you love me you wouldn't leave him

like that." I said, pulling out the big guns.

He brought the car to a screeching halt and faced me, "I'll slap yo

ass. You know that, right?" I rolled my eyes, "If you loved me you

wouldn't ask me to go back... Matter fact we wouldn't even be going

through this shit!" He yelled, frustrating the shit out of me.

I sighed and looked out the window, before closing my eyes. I felt the

car going backwards and when I opened my eyes Tre was shaking his. "On

some real shit yo, you something else." He said before hopping out the

car. "Get yo punk ass up." He said to Khail who was sitting on the

curb. He got in the car and I didn't dare to turn around and look at

him. Tre flew to my place like a bat out of hell. He dropped Khail off

on the curb, like he deadass told him to get out and he sped off.

*

I sat on the couch looking at every thing but Tre. He was smoking and

taking quick glances at me before shaking his head. I rolled my eyes

and continued shaking my foot. I don't even want to be around him to

be honest. When we first got here he took a shower before coming out

and smoking. Do this nigga deadass think I didn't smell that nasty ass

perfume on his clothes. He got the nerve to fuck with dollar store ass

hoes and try to confront me? Nigga, please!

*flashback*

"Baby girl, look I can explain." My mom said.

"You didn't want to before." I said shaking my head and turning around

only to bump into my dads hard chest.

"Brooklyn." I shook my head no and ran upstairs. I grabbed my keys off

my dresser and bolted out of the front door. Everyone yelled my name,

but it's too late for explaining. Khail got to the car for me and I

opened the door.

"If you coming, get in or else get out my face." I yelled and he

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