Chandler Pov.
Walking back into once was our home, brung tears to my eyes. The living room where we would lay, laugh and just watch tv together. The kitchen where I cooked for her. More tears began to fall as I made my way up the stairs. I stood in the hall imagining Riety standing in front the bathroom mirror admiring herself as she used to do. Next was the bedroom where we laid together, sharing endless conversations, jokes and romance. She was everything I've ever wanted and I can't believe she's gone. I walked over to her side of the bed to clean up when I noticed a picture sticking from under the pillow.
I slowly grabbed it and saw it was a picture of her. I smiled and flipped it over to see writing on the back. It seemed to be rushed. It read:
Dear Chandler,
Bad as it seems, everything will be ok. I know you gave me orders to save myself but I want to tell you I love you because no matter what happens I'll be with you. I love you Chandler.-Riety
I chocked up tears, dropping to my knees. She never got to do as I told her because she wrote this to me. She knew she wouldn't live.
I don't think I can take this anymore. I don't think I can live without her. I rambled under my bed for gun I saved for protection. I wish it was here instead of in the car that day. I pulled it out holding it in my hand.
I said a quick prayer as tears rolled down my face. I lifted the gun to my temple, clenching my jaw and holding her picture in my other hand then pulling the trigger.
Kehlani Pov.
I had finally went to sleep but was awoken by a banging on the front door. I sat up, as Zay opened the door. I sat and listened and heard Zay yell my name.
I jumped off the bed, making my way downstairs to the door. I saw the police standing there with something in there hand.
"What's going on?" I asked crossing my arms looking confused.
"A call came in earlier today from an neighbor who witnessed a gun shot from Mr. Malcolm or Chandler as you may know home." He spoke.
"No! Please don't tell me he was killed too." I said placing my hand on my chest. I don't think I can take any more bad news.
"No ma'am but we did find his body. He had shot himself in the head." He continued.
I covered my mouth as I began to cry. Why does this continue to happen?
"We also found this." He said handing me a picture of Riety that contained a note on the back to Chandler. He couldn't take it anymore, the pain behind losing her. I cried into Zays chest as he held me still talking to the police. I can't attend anymore funerals. This is too much on me.
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