Rashad P.O.V:
"Let's go"
Cookie stared at me at first she seemed actually
Frightened, but I think reality kicked in for her"
"No."
"No?" I clocked my gun back
"This ain't no fucken game Cookie, let's go"
"Tommie will find me, he'll be back any minute Rashad"
I let out a sinister chuckle,
"Cookie baby, if I may call you that, Tommie can't save you boo, because Tommie dead"Cookie P.O.V"
"Dead?"
Did I hear that correctly? D-dead?
No way, no fucken way.
I feel the t are start to come: and my heart rate is starting to pick up, but I don't let him know he's getting to me.
"How?"
"Your boy Mike, he's quite easy to persuade or manipulate I should say"
I looked down. I knew it. That fucking bastard.
"Now Cookie, either we can leave quietly or we do it a little more rough than I had anticipated, either way, you're coming with me"
I can try to run or fight but what's the alternative, he always finds me. So, I'm just going to throw in the towel here, he wins, and now I have nothing left.
As we approach the car he opens the door and gestures me in,
"Watch your head baby" he chuckles, asshole.
As soon as I sat in the car I can just see my future flash before my eyes, I thought I was dead last week, I have no words to explain what I am now.
"So Cookie, lets chat" he sits the gun on his side of the door and winks at me,
".. just for reassurance baby" I rolled my eyes.
"I decided to no longer pimp you, however, you'll forever be with me as my one and only. And if you ever run, backstab, or even think about leaving me again I will kill you with my bare hands"
I feel a tear fall from my left eye
".. I understand" I whispered
"Good, there's somewhere I want to take you"
"Where to?" I looked at him
He looked at me with hatred and slapped me
"Don't ask no fucken questions just keep your head down and shut the fuck up"Rashad P.O.V:
Imma hit this nigga where it hurts the fucken most, nobody messes with me, my business, And most importantly my people. This muthafucka shot at me? Tried to kill me? Tried to ruin my money scheme? Oh yea, I got somn for that ass.
We pull up to this old abandoned hotel and Cookie look like she bout to shit bricks.
"What are we doing here Rashad?"
"Take off your clothes and put on this blind fold"
"W-what?"
"Did I fucken stutter or do you want me to repeat myself and I promise you don't want that!" My voice boomed in the car
She immediately did what I told her to do and I can see the fear radiating off of her.
That's what it's all about, knowing I have that power over her is so fucken satisfying.
Whoever said love is important never felt the feeling of having power over another human being due to fear.
Fuck the love I'd rather have niggas fear me.
Once she finishes, I make her get out the car and lay on the floor. She has so many bruises on her body I don't even have to create anymore. I took a picture of her and sent a little text message to Mike.Mike P.O.V:
I'm sitting here trying to explain this shit out to Tommie, and well he took it better than I expected.
"I already knew"
"What you mean"
"Cookie told me, but she said she wasn't for sure since it was one of his hookers who told her. The thing is we got to get rid of him for good"
"Okay but the real question is how and why Cookie got contact with them still.."
As we talkin out the plan I noticed my phone light up on the charger, I go to look at it and I seen what look like Cookie dead.
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General FictionTommie and Mike both big time drug dealers who vowed to keep the family business running, but what will happen when Tommie runs into an old flame?