Part 93

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Hensley PoV


I ran over to the knife cabinet, and quickly started searching for something sharp, and lethal.

I knew this hoe did not come to my house.

So many thoughts was running through my mind, but mainly....when and how did she get out of jail??

She was suppose to serve a minimum of 1 year, and 5 probation.

and when she gets out of jail she was suppose to move to another state.

I found the sharpest knife in the cabinet, and headed straight for the backyard.

I knew once i see this bitch, i was going to kill her...and bryson was not here to stop me.

I ran into the back yard, near the pool where i seen her.

all my backyard lights were on, but there was no sign of her.

I know I'm not tripping.

i seen her clear as day, like i could almost touch her.

so where was she??

I searched the whole backyard, but still no signs of her.

I headed into the house, and started thinking, walking slowly back into the kitchen.

was she really there? Was she really here at my house, or was i being paranoid?

As i was thinking, i heard a voice from my phone.


autumn:Girl?? girl you there??


I ran back to the phone.


Hensley:my bad girl(breathing heavy)


Autumn;you ok hensley??(concerned)


I looked around, trying to get my thoughts together.


Hensley:Yea yea....im straight. Look ima call you back.


Autumn:(hesitating) Umm ok


i hung the phone up, and looked out the window.....

I knew i seen that bitch....

Im not tripping....


Bryson PoV


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