"Walter why are you doing this baby?" WALTER!
Becky tears washed the makeup from her face. Sitting in the middle of her bedroom tied up from Walter. She continued to try to talk him out of it.
"Walter in sorry....ive never slept with the guy baby. BABY HES A JANITOR....WHAT THE HELL I WANT WITH A JANITOR Walter?" Steady trying to adjust the ropes from being so tight.
Walter sat on the edge of the bed and just starred at her. An hour went bye and he still didn't say one word, letting her do all the talking. He was really upset hearing her pour her heart out but was so overwhelmed that he couldnt hear a word. Walter had been in and out of their bedroom checking in on the little one and eventually paid Ms Hernandez to Hailey riding with their Limo driver. Suddenly Walter replied.....
"Did you fuck him?"
Becky immediately paused looking crazy, as her black eye liner driped all down her neck...
"Really Walter....REALLY?"
Walter asked again.....
"Did you fuck him?"
"Becky started crying even louder....
"Walter how could you ask me something like that?"
Walter angry this time.....
"DID YOU FUUUUUCCCCKKK HIIIIIM?"
Standing up pointing the gun in her face this time.
"YES WALTER YES....I DID....I DID!"..........
**BOOM**
(MEANWHILE) 4hrs later
Drey finally gave Tyler the ok to sneak in. They sat in the car and waited all that time .... they wanted it quiet and simple.
Tyler took a line and snuck around the house. Peeping in the same window Drey was peeping in that night. He started to hear Drey words in his head.....
"DO NOT KILL THE LITTLE GIRL....LITTLE GIRL...little girl!" Echoing in his head.
Drey on the other hand picked the front door lock and walked in. He crept to his daughters room and could see little Cynthia well resting. He started to think about her growing up without a mom and he just couldnt do it. He quickly rushed back to Tyler hearing him in the kitchen ...
"Ay man we cant do this....I just cant....that babygirl gone grow up without a mother...i just cant do it."
Tyler higher than ever off the cocaine
...
"WHAT YOU MEAN WE CANT DO IT? ALL THIS MONEY WE GOT LINED UP AND NOW YOU WANNA PUSSY OUT ON ME....BECAUSE OF A LIL BAD AZZ GIRL!"
Drey immediately rushed him
...... "That LIL BAD ASS GIRL IS MY DAUGHTER MOTHERFUCKER!"
Tyler didnt even retaliate. He just simply walked out the house as Drey followed behind him.
Twenty minutes later.....
Drey sent a text right after he dropped Tyler off...
"Im sorry Mrs McDowell....I just couldnt do it. "
no respond...
An hour later Drey sat in his sister living room....he got a call....
"Hello?"
"Hello?" Drey said again...
Suddenly they replied.......
"Dont NOBODY fuck up my money.....EITHER WE KILL MELLA OR IM KILLING CYNTHIA.....I HAVE HER NOW!"
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Everything That Glitters Isn't Gold (COMPLETED)
Historia CortaMella and Thomas had been married for over 14yrs. Thomas was a Janitor at the best Real Estate agency's in the Houston Tx. Mella was a CNA at a downtown local hospital. They had two kids 13yr old Tomas Jr. and 6 year old Cynthia. Life started off sm...
