Chapter 9: Three Bullets

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"We made a sell tonight aye." The man says as another one comes in with a gun in his hand. I tried not to gasp as Braeden held me tightly against him.

"Didn't you cover this up!" The man with the gun says.

The man nods and looks around the place.

I was about to cry until I felt a warm comfort behind me. He wraps his arms around me and whispers "shh baby."

I nod and contained myself as they looked around for us.

"Come on, man. We will check this later." The one without the gun wraps the money up and takes it out of the room.

Soon, the other guy followed groaning when he didn't find what he was looking for.

I sighed as soon as I heard the door shut close.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know that was-" I cut him by simply kissing his lips.

"Its okay I know you didn't .. I just wanna go home now." I say softly and walked up the steps outside to his car .


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After the silent ride home, I kissed his cheek before getting out shutting the door behind.

He sped off and it was time for me to face living hell.

"There she is! Look at her! She's been with him." my mom comes to me with two policemen behind her. They looked annoyed.

"Mom, I wasn't with him." I mumble and go inside the house.

She snatches me back and I whine in pain "ah mom !"

my mom looks at me "yeah you have . I'm so tired of dealing with you disrespecting me!"

"Then let me just be with him! I love him and there's nothing you can say nor do to stop me!"

she looks at me before letting my arm go slowly. "Just go to your room." She then tells the cops thanks for being so kind about helping.

I just walk up to my room and close my door before sighing and shaking my head thinking about how much I hate life.

(why did you guys want a update for this story. It's trash . I really need ideas for this story? like can somebody give me an idea)

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 25, 2020 ⏰

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