Headshots and blood everywhere. Alissa fell to the ground..dead. When I looked back, it was Tanya, she had a pistol in her hand, walking towards me.
"Found it, now clean this shit up." she said walking back in. I patted my waist looking for my gun, I realized I wasn't even prepared. If Tanya wasn't there, Quincy Brown was long gone.
"She really do have my back." I whispered to myself. I called one of my boys to get rid of everything, every evidence of murder, then I went up to Tanya.
"Thank you."
"Don't thank me for what I'm suppose to do, Quincy." We laid down together and enjoyed each other company.
"Tanya...if I could give you thing in life, I would give you the ability to see yourself through my eyes only then would you realize how special you are to me." I said, honestly.
"I love you so much, Quincy." she said with tearful eyes then laid there, in each other's arms in comfortable silence. I love every moment we spent together.
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Teen FictionHer life was abused and crushed. She never had the feeling of happiness and love, until he came.
