C H A P T E R - 1
Layla POV
"Don't move" he said
This nigga was holding me hostage because of my boyfriend. I'm sitting in this chair with my hands and feet tied, he gon get his ass killed today.
"Fuck you mean don't move" I said looking into his eyes.
"Don't get smart stupid bitch, I'll end your life"
He cocked his gun. One thing I learned from fucking with Cam, is show no fear. This bitch nigga lucky I'm tied to this chair.
"Shoot nigga" I said spitting in his face
"You dumb hoe" he slapped me across my face, busting my lip
"Nigga I said shoot, I ain't scared to die"
As soon as I said that a bullet came from the window, shooting the middle of his forehead. In came running Cameron to untie me, once I was untied he took me into a warm embrace.
"Baby you know I love you and I ain't mean for none of this to happen" he said kissing my lips.
"I know but I'm your rider, you know im down for anything" I said kissing him back.
We walked out the warehouse and all I saw was bodies, they would've thought Cam played with his girl. When we reached outside all I remember was bullets ringing out then everything all black.
A/N Short, I know but it was honestly just a lil preview heading into the story. I promise the next chapter will be longer. Could I get some feedback tho ? Yess, Maybe, Noo ? Okay "/
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