Chapter 2

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Bryanna POV

We just pulled up to the warehouse. I rode with my dad and a couple of my brothers. We parked and got out the car, walking into the warehouse.

I remember a few of the guys from when I was younger. They were all best friends with my dad and were always around.

Me-Hey Uncle Jay

UncleJay-Hey lil but. How u doing?

I took my sunglasses off so that he could see my blackeye.

UncleJay-Is that why that nigga here?

Me-Yea. He was abusive and made me lose my baby. He gon die today.

I pulled the gun from the back of my pants.

Me-Where he at?

UncleJay-Hold up. This nigga gotta suffer. We can't just kill him and be done with it. He gotta be tortured. He fucked with the wrong one.

We all went down to the basement where he was. It was a more of a dungeon than a basement. We walked in and he was sitting there tied up in a chair. Everyone was down here.

Dad-U can have at it baby girl.

I nodded and got a knife. I walked up to him. He looked scared.

Me-U scared?

Tyshawn-Look baby I'm sorry. U don't have to do this. I promise u I'll change. I will never put my hands on u again.

I started to let my guard down a little bit. Do I love him? Part of me says no I don't. But another part says yea I do. Fuck it. I don't have no sympathy for this nigga.

I guess they could see that I was hesitating.

Cam-Bry don't tell me u actually listening to this shit he saying?

Me-Yea I am listening.

They all looked at me like "are u fucking serious right now?"

Tyshawn was looking like he had won this battle but I ain't going down like that.

Me-I'm listening and I know that this is the same Bullshit that he told me the first ten times and I still ended up being his fucking punching bag.

I stabbed him in his right leg and twisted the knife. He screamed out in pain and I just laughed.

Me-U didn't really think I was gon fall for that shit this time did u?

Tyshawn-U fucking need me. I'm all u got. U ain't gon be shit without me.

Me-If u all I got, then I must not have a lot. Cuz u ain't shit.

I stabbed him in his other leg, twisting the knife around again before I pulled it out.

Monte-U got yo family Bry.

Me-I know. And as long as u got yall, ion need nothing else.

Tyshawn-U just a hoe. I'm glad I killed that bitch ass baby that was in to stomach.

He spit at me. I grabbed my gun and hit his ass in the mouth. Then I cocked it and shot him in his knew caps. This nigga sitting here crying like a lil bitch.

Me-Did it hurt?

I laughed in his face. This nigga got the nerve to say sum about my baby. I'm bout ready to end this shit.

I grabbed one of the knives and just started stabbing him all over his legs. Then I grabbed my gun.

I shot him multiple times. Telling him what each bullet was for.

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