chapter 8

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Part 2

Kylie's POV 
I pull up to the place to see T on the ground lifeless.... lifelessly  holding king, dead in his arms. He had been killed. Idk  how, but I'm gonna find out very soon. t-t- T? I say in tears. What happened. "Why? Why? Ahhhhhhh" T yells completely  destroyed. Who did this I asked him. It was... BOOM. NO I yelled. T was shot. I look around I don't see anyone at all. I ran to my car as fast as I could, started the engine, and got outta there. As I was in tears I called 911. I'm so scared and upset. I tell the police what happened and that I would explain more when I got to the office. After filling out a lot of paper work I call up Kourtney.

Kourt-hello?
Ky- hey can I crash at your house tonight.
Kourt- sure why not. I'll be in the living just walk in. Is everything ok?
Ky-no. But I'll explain everything when I get there.
Kourt-awh.. OK see you soon. Love ya bye.

*at Kourtney's*

Still Kylie's POV
"hey everything OK babe?" Kourt asks.
No not really. I say.
"Well here let me get you something to drink yu seem all torn up." Kourt says. 
Kourt comes back with coffee and we sit down on the couch.
"OK so tell me what happened." Kourt Says.
Well honestly idk. I woke up to tyga yelling my name. I go look around the house and him and king are gone. So I got in my car and just obviously  looked around. I kept calling him and texted him. Then I got a text saying tyga was now sharing him location  so I followed the direction of where it was telling me to go. I arrive there and I see tyga on the ground holding king...dead. we cry for 2 mins  then I finally ask him who did it. He said it was.. the all of a sudden someone shot him and he was dead. I looked around am didn't see anyone so I ran to my car, called the cops and then told them a little. Gave them the location and they went. Then I went to the police station and filled out a report and now I am here. I tell Kourt while poring my eyes out. She starts to cry and she hugs me and says "omg Kylie I'm so sorry". We sit there in each others arms and cry ourselves to sleep.

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