Chapter 12 He believes
                              Natasha POV
                              The fact that I was a fugitive, the fact that I escape were I was lock up.
                              Made me think how all of this could have happened.
                              My mind wonder back towards Tucker, Gosh what was he thinking right now?
                              He probably wants me to get the death sentence, I shake my head away from that scary thought. That's the last place my mind needs to wander towards.
                              But then again this fugitive thing does have me becoming a criminal.
                              After all, I did just steal a car, a very nice one at that.
                              I saw a hat and some sunglasses on the passenger seat next to me. I put them on.
                              Right now I need to find out what happened to His baby, I shook my head in disgust. How could a man do this, how could a man want the mother of his child dead, his own baby.
                              Should I really be surprised? I mean I was his wife and he beat me every day.
                              He took things from his sister and brother, heck even his parents. What kind of man was he?
                              I reach a red light and focus on my surroundings.
                              There were people walking around crossing the streets. Minding their own business.
                              Oh, how I wish I could blend in with them, how I wish I can walk like that and mind my own business without a care in the world. but of course, I couldn't.
                              The lights turned green and I continued driving.
                              I decided to turn on the station to ease my mind.
                              "Have you heard about Jeff Baez murder? Damnnnn that's just horrible. The man was killed in his home." a loud man voice came through the radio.
                              "I heard, supposedly his wife did it." a lady's voice jump into the conversations and my grip on the stirring wheel became tighter.
                              "WHAT?! that pretty petite woman couldn't hurt a fly." the man voice said and the lady lets a noise as if she was sucking her teeth.
                              "You could be right, but who knows. Maybe she was defending herself." the lady answered.
                              "The Man was scary, a scary man indeed. Heck, he even looked scary." The man said and I nodded my head agreeing with him, I wish I noticed sooner, though.
                              "Where do you think she's heading towards? Do you think she killed him? come on calls, call in and give us your answers." The lady said and I shook my head.
                              "Great they have me as a topic, their ratings must be down," I said.
                              I needed to find some more clues, I needed to find some other people who hated Jeff, I started to think and my mind wanders towards the night he had a heated conversation with a former co-worker of his.
                              *Flashback Starts*
                              "Listen here, if you go against me. I'll have your life a living hell. Do you hear me!!! don't you dare cross that line with me." Jeff said.
                              I was hiding behind the wall and he was in the kitchen screaming on the phone.
                              "Yes, I will. Do you think I value you? This is my world you just live in it. Do as I say or else." Jeff said to the person on the phone in his scary tone.
                              "Ricky Ricky Ricky, Ricky Styles, did you just threaten me? Apologize or else." He said and I felt a shiver run through my body, that's what he would make me do. Apologize for something that wasn't my fault and If I didn't apologize fast enough, he would hit me.
                                      
                                   
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I'm Innocent( BWWM)
RomanceNo one believes her, who would believe her when they have proof that it's her. But still, Natasha claim she's innocent feeling like she's being framed for a crime she didn't commit. She takes matters in her hands, knowing that someone out there is...
 
                                               
                                                  