🗣: I left this chapter in Cash Pov for a reason! Next chapter will be Money and Macy. 🤗
Cash Pov
Sitting in the waiting room, I waited for Macy to come. My nerves were at an all time high, not knowing if Caella was alive or not right now. I have to leave her alone after this. I can't continue to fuck with her, and put her in harm's way because of my bullshit ass karma catching up with me.
Right now I'm only worried about two things at the moment. Will Caella make it, and who the fuck shot her? I know they were aiming for me, but due to her body being on top of mine and leaned towards me she caught the bullets with my name on them.
I reminisced on how her body fell limp onto mine as I heard tires screeching off into the distance... I looked at the car to see if I could catch a glimpse at the driver or passenger rider, but it was too fucking late.
Luckily I caught the tag number, if that could come in handy when I needed it to I was killing on the spot, period.
1ACF3L2...
Guilt was fucking with my conscience heavy as fuck right now. Off to the side of me on the table, my phone kept going off. I looked over and noticed it was Money. I hit him up to let him know about this shit, and he didn't answer.
Shit, the meeting with Wiz.. I had forgot all about that shit.
Running my hands down my head, I sighed and grabbed my phone.
I answered the phone, but I didn't say anything. I waited for Money to say some because, I didn't even know how the fuck to tell him I'm responsible for his girl's best friend getting shot.
"Nigga, you're just breathing and shit in the fucking phone. You forgot how to say hello or some shit? How the fuck did you miss this meeting? You need to know the shit Wiz found out, nigga."
"Money, bruh.." I paused to gather my thoughts. "I'm in some deep shit right now..."
"Cashton, what the fuck you did now?"
"Shit, technically I didn't do anything. I probably could have prevented this shit from happening though." I said more so to myself, rather than Money. "I let some shit happen that I wish didn't."
"You're still not telling me what the fuck happened."
"Caella got shot while we were fucking." I shrugged lightly and just got straight to the point, because I didn't feel the need to keep beating around the bush with what happened. "It happened so quick, I didn't even know it was happening. One minute she was moaning my name, the next she was screaming for her life, Money. Damn, I don't know how the fuck to feel about this shit."
"Who the fuck shot her and where the fuck were you fucking at? I told you countless times about staying aware of your actions Cash, damn. Have you talked to Macy? She was blowing my shit up, and now she ain't fucking answering man."
"Money don't you think if I fucking knew who shot her that I would've told you. Shit, I did pay attention, I could've paid more attention but I was fucking distracted Money. It wasn't as simple as you think, we were literally fucking and then the next thing I know bullets were flying, while my dick was still inside of her, we was at the deserted spot we usually use to kill, so now we have to change that shit. Due to us being ducked off, no police came so I had to drive her here, with her limp body still on top of mine. I talked to Macy after I got Caella here, and signed her in with what basic ass info I know. Macy will have to complete the shit when she get here, she said she was on her way about an hour ago, shit."
"Damn Cashton, okay. Fuck. Now we got more shit to handle. These fucking whack ass twins and they whack ass sister, Caella whack ass dad, and now whatever whack ass nigga was aiming at you. I was trying to hit Macy back up but she not answering. I'm going to drop by her spot right quick, then i'll be up there. Let me know when Macy make it."
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