Love and War (urban)

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

After I woke up from my black out, Fat Joe yelled," bitch, you think you all perfect and shit, acting like you ain't no hoe or wasn't raised in the hood."

"What the fuck do you want?" I yelled at him which made him grab my face and lick the side of my neck making me flinch away from him, making him push me harder into the wall.

"Oooooweeeee I see you still feisty, ummmmmmmm I like it when bitches are feisty," he said with a smirk on his face in my ear, " I got something for that ass."

Feeling his hot ass breath smelling like hogmoggs and ass melt the side of my face off, I felt him pull my dress up, so I kicked him in his balls which made him lose his grip on me and fall to the ground, whining like a bitch. I ran downstairs, still hearing him holla like a pussy ass nigga, I ran into the garage and hop into my car, and backed out. When I looked up I seen his monkey ass running towards the car so I grabbed my glock from underneath the passenger seat and aimed at him twice missing him, when he pulled out his gun and aimed at me and missed, I shot one more time and hit him in his leg. Making him fall instantly and cuss like hell, I got out the car to shoot him two more times one in his foot and one in his hips, so that he couldn't move. I ran inside the house set the alarm system and locked the doors, running back to my car, I could hear Fat Joe saying

"Stupid bitch you will pay!" Sounding like his ass was in a lot pain, "I'm gone get yo ass!"

Pulling out my yard I called Dwayne,

"Hey ma," he said sounding all happy

"Hey," I said dryly, "ummmm, hun I'm on my way to the airport now, but I gotta make a little stop before I get there."

"Alright," he said sounding curious, " Ma, you alright you sound a lil shaken up,"

"Shit, damn it," I said to myself. "Bae I'm good, I love you I'll see soon," I said trying to sound a lil less shaken up.

I drove to my home girl, Ivy, house to let her know what just happened. On my way to her house I was thinking the whole way there trying to think how in the hell did Fat Joe find me. "Fuck!" I yelled hitting the steering wheel thinking of my past.

***flashback****

When I was younger my mother was a crack whore, so when she met this balla who name is Fat Joe she sold her body to him making her one of his whores in turn for some crack. When my mother was pregnant with me she ran away from him, after 16 years in hiding with me Fat Joe found my mother and me, he took her back to the whore house. My crazy ass mama, being the crack head she was, told Fat Joe that he could have me and make me become one of his whores, so she could get drugs, but he had something else in mind, so he took me, and sold me to some Italians for a connection to the dope game. Which made him the biggest drug dealer on the West Coast. While with the Italians they did everything you could imagine to me, rape me, made me become a stripper, and made me live in poor living conditions, and they did it all over again, and I need this for 2 years. One night while working in the strip club I met this man named John. John helped me escaped from the Italians and gave me a passport, so that I could come back to the U.S; in return I had to be one of John workers willing to do anything he ask when ever. Me, having something else in mind I went along with his plan, when we came back to the States, and went to the west coast, I killed John. Now that John was off my shoulders I was on a search for Fat Joe, I was going to kill him, when I found out the authorities been looking for Fat Joe for years. It was a $25,000 reward for who ever helped them find him, so I took my knowledge to the authorities and snitched on Fat Joe, and I claimed my cash and revenge on Fat Joe, we'll so I thought....

****reality****

Jumping out of my car still barefoot, I ran up to my girl , Ivy, doorstep and knocked on her door, a couple seconds later she opened it.