Chapter 8

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SHAYLA POV

I pull myself out of herbos arms the say
"I'll be right back baby let me see what the fuck is up with this girl "
I walk in to the club and snatch her and pull her to a corner so I can talk to her.
" who the fuck was that Luna and don't lie to me "
" I was with some guy I met he was super cute "
She looks at me confused confused " isn't Bibby here ?"
" that's not my man though I can fool around with who I please "
I looks at her for a long minute "okay your off the hook this one time don't think that I believe you though but Ima let it go for tonight. I'm leaving with Herbo tell the girls for me."

With one last look at her I walk out the club. I'm fucking pissed I get into the car and slam the door. He looks over at me placing a hand on my thigh "what wrong Shay Shay ?"
"It's nothin just some dumb shit with lulu"
"If you don't tell me what really wrong I'm not driving no where"
I sigh "she's been acting real shady lately like she tells me everything even when I don't ask she's an over sharer. So for her to be taking phone calls in different room and keeping secrets something's wrong. Like she just lied in my face Herbo she looked me in my eyes and lied to me."
I feel tears coming I put my hands on my face and lay my head in my lap.
"Shay Shay look at me" I remove my hands and look at him tears streaming down my face. "If she's not telling you something it's most likely cause she feels the need to protect you. We're all looking out for her I promise she'll be okay. I nod and sit up he wipes the tears off my cheeks and holds my hand. Using the other one to finally drive us out the parking lot.
"You coming with me or I'm dropping you at the bnb? "
"I honestly don't feel like fucking no more so you can drop me at the bnb"
He looks at me I can tell he's getting upset " did I say I wanted to fuck damn. I hate when you do that stupid shit. You act like I treat you like every other bitch out here that shit gets me tight. "
He takes his hand out mine and puts it on the wheel.
I sigh I'm sorry I haven't done this relationship thing in a long time I don't even know what you want we never had the conversation. I place my hand on his thigh and start kissing his neck"forgive me please" I keep saying it until he start to laugh "okay stop before we die in a car crash shawty."I laugh and lean back into my seat. We ride the rest of your he way in silence.

We pull up to his house that had gates yes gates. Alright his fancy ass the house was mostly made up of glass but it's was secluded there's no another house for miles. He starts walkin so I follow him we end up in his bedroom. I strip out of my bodysuit just as he come out and throws a big shirt at me. I look at him and sarcastically say "thanks". He looks back at me and I can feel him staring at my ass. I smile "take a picture it'll last longer". I starts laughing "oh we doing that he pulls down his pants in one swift shot taking his boxers with it. My eye go wide this man was blessed. I swear I was about to say something but no smart remarks could come to mind. He walks towards me holding eye contact with me the entire time. He gets so close I can feel the heat radiating off his body I stumble back onto the bed slight. He puts his arm behind "I'm just getting my draws Shay " he starts laughing.
I give him a stank look jumped into the bed and turned toward the door.
I feel the other side of the bed dip knowing he might touch me I scoot to the end of the bed. I wasted my time because as soon as I stopped moving I felt a hand grab my waist and pull me back into a chest. "nigga let me go" I said. His response to this was turning me around to face him. "Stop using your mouth so much before I give you something to put in it. "  i roll my eyes and lay on his arm "whatever go to sleep nigga "

*RINGINGGGGGG*
I hear my phone ringing so start feeling around for it then I remember it's in my bag. I get up and slowly slide of the bed shit so high i almost bussed my ass. I get my phone out my bag and slide into the hallway.
"Hello?"
"Shayla this is Marcus the partners wanted to know of the Adams case was completed before your vacation. "
"Marcus of course it was completed I have a copy of all the important files on me so if anything happens let me know. We can't afford to lose this client. "
"Okay Shayla keep your work phone on"
"Okay goodbye"
I look at my other phone to see the girls been blowing my shit up. I see that I got the most missed called from Sadie so I call her back.
"Sadie what y'all want "
I hear shuffling around then I hear Luna in the back scream "we wana know how big the dick is "
I start laughing "I'll be back soon I'm gonna go back to sleep now sluts " I laugh and hang up the phone before they can respond. I walk back into the room to see him still sleeping soundly. I crawly into the bed and climb damn near on top of the poor man. Laying on his chest I close my eyes and listen to his heartbeat. I lay like that for a while then I feel him stir under me he puts one hand on my waist and the other one pushes my hair out my face. "Your so weird stop thinking and just go to sleep Shay". I nod my head and we both fall asleep.

I wake up to yelling in the bathroom. I run my eyes and see Herbo having a heated conversation with someone. I get out of bed and lean against the door of the bathroom. By the time he noticed I was even there he was hanging up the phone.
"I'm sorry baby did I wake you up?"
"Yeah you did with your loud ass yelling. You gonna tell me what's wrong? "
"I don't want you involved in that it's street shit."
I crack my neck to look at this Nigga he must not know about me. Before I can even say anything the house alarm goes off.
"Wtf is going on"
He goes into his draw and pulls out a gun"someone's in the house that not supposed to be. I need you to stay in this room and lock the door Shay I'm not playing. "
I watch him leave then run to my bag I pull out my gun. Don't judge me i grew up in the hood and ever since the stalker I can never be too careful.

I walk into the hallway all the lights are off I walk slowly and listen for foot steps. I look downstairs and see no one. I lower myself and go down the stairs slowly. I look around the entrance to see the door closed when I hear foot steps in the kitchen. I turn into the kitchen and see a man dressed in all black I crept up on him slowly to see what he was watching. He was looking at Herbo in the living room with his gun in his hand. Not a second later a shot goes off.

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