BAD GAL

~34

Tyrrell's POV

I'm in the office. The chief's office with the officers involved in the utter violation of privacy.

My manners are long gone. Seeing Serena cry has been plaguing me minute after minute playing over and over in my head.
"Why the f"ck would you guys do that?!"
"Roger proposed the idea." One spoke.
Roger? That bitch! After all that bullsh*t he spouted about not turning back. How could someone I thought had my back do this to me? I punched him square in the face.

"You f---ing bastard!  You'll pay for this!" I yelled. I slammed my forms on the Chief's desk.
"I fu*king quit! I hope she kills all of you. " I said tearing the police shirt from my body and throwing it on the ground  Bearing my gang tattoos for all to see.
I walked a out.

I would have never betrayed her. I love her. She's everything. She makes me laugh and let loose And her body is temple; freaking holy. Now because of some stupid investigation I've lost her.

Chase was right I don't belong with the sell out cops.

I rang Serena's phone twice every hour but she never picks up. I need to let her know I had no idea they were doing that and I wasn't involved in any of it.

I'm leaving town to go back to the struggle. I need to know what's going really on here. I'll have an investigation of my own. I know he has something to do with this.

***

Serena's POV

It's been two days since the whole jail thing.
I hanging off my bed. My legs and head hanging over the edges of the bed. My body numb from my constant screaming and crying.
I stared up at the ceiling. It was staring right back at me.

My phone is ringing loudly and I can't feel my face.
I saw his face staring back at me.
I guess I'm losing my mind.
But tell me why... Why Ty? You knew how much I cared. I fu*king cared.
Guess I shouldn't have caught fu*king feelings right? Guess I should have forgotten about remembering you the moment we met.

Don't catch fu*king feelings!

Why did you do it then; make me believe it was real? I'm sick of how I feel. I don't want to feel anything! Just answer my question.

"Why? Tyrrell why?!!" I screamed at the ceiling. I grabbed my Ak and shot at the roof. I finished the bullets and reached for the next one. I shot the ceiling until a part fell off crashing beside me on the bed but I just lay there too drunk with sadness to care.

***
My maid walks in she looked around. At me and the piece roof on my bed, at the ugly person I've become. I looked like crap with messy hair and a face with make up stains and the dried tears with new drops hydrating them.

She has a tray of food in her hand, she knows I won't eat. The thought Tyrrell makes sick to my stomach, I can't even eat.

I see the look in her eyes I know it.
"You pity me." I declared getting up and wiping my tear away.
"You fu*king pity me. You know what maybe I should fess up. Get over it. I should go clubbing getting me a sexy man and grind on him all night." I said being totally melodramatic.
"Well I can't, so don't look at me like that." I said scowling at her.
She stared the same stare that says I'm pitiful. As if she doesn't understand me. Oh sh*t I forgot she's French.
" Ne me regardez pas comme ça!!!" I yelled at her as she gives me all the pity in the world and yes I speak French. I threw a knife. It hits her in the forehead and she falls, dead and in shock.
"You know.... I pity me too."
I said falling soundly asleep.

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Raine's POV.

I came to check in on her.
"Marie!" I called for the maid.
No answer,
I call again, no answer and again..

No f*cking answer.
Oh God no....

I take careful steps up to Serena's room. I hold my gun down while I walked as I drew closer I lifted it to point.

I opened the door slowly. Serena is always dangerous when upset. It's been way for the 19 years I've known her.
I saw Marie. Oh gosh on the floor with food scattered all over the place.
I look up to see Serena sound asleep beside a piece of...
"The roof." I stared up.

Now I know why she asked everyone to go on vacay. Hurricane Serena is not good for anybody.

This will prove to be a huge issue not only for the mafia but for the this country on a whole.

I sighed. I've had to stand by her through all we've been through, can't back down now.

I've weathered a few showers I've got to do my best to weather this storm.

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Do you think she'll be OK?
I hope so. I think Serena needs your motivation so she can recover from her break down.
Please leave a vote and a motivating comment it will mean alot.

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