beware | jj

EPILOUGE.

SHE stopped writing in her diary and went into her closet and changed into an outfit. Janet also was packing a gun in her pocket just in case things were gonna go safe and she tied her hair up into a top knot bun. Moments later she burst through DeVante's apartment.

 "DeVante where the fuck are you!" Janet screamed, slamming the door behind her and looked around to see DeVante coming out from one of his rooms. "Janet what the—" He was met with Janet's punches and kicks and he tackled her to the ground hovering over top of her then he slammed her arms above her head. 

"What the fuck is wrong with you!" His deep voice boomed throughout the room and his face was contorted with anger and she caught her breath. "I can't believe I was allowed to let myself be played like this." She muttered while a tear fell from her eye. 

"I thought you really felt something for me in some way.. my friend? DeVante really!" She screamed, at him. He's confused looking at her with a flabbergasted expression, arching a brow as well. "What?" He asked, keeping a firm grip on her wrist. 

"What?" She mocked, trying to bite his face and he moved his head back giving her a 'you better calm down' look. "You killed Morris. I saw you and Dalvin leave the house minutes before the fire. Then I thought about it.. He called me but I didn't pick up because I was busy. I was the last person he called! and when you came-" Janet trailed off into thought and DeVante's expression was frozen in fear.

How the fuck does she know about Dalvin?

 "I was here when you were in the shower that day.. washing off your crimes!" Janet screamed and DeVante still held a grip on her wrist. "Well, you figured me out huh?" DeVante chuckled, looking at Janet gave him a mean glare. "You were bound to get caught messing around with a homicide detective." Janet reasoned and he nodded. 

"I'll admit that. But what makes you think you aren't gonna end up like the others?" He questioned, her, and when he said that her heart had completely dropped. "Don't think you're so special.. I could have another you in a minute if I wanted to." He licked her neck making her shiver. "If I wasn't so special then why did you kill Morris?" Janet asked him which made him smile. 

"Because he was a pussy nigga that didn't mind his business." He gritted, before grabbing Janet's neck and whispered something very sinister. "You don't wanna be that girl that doesn't mind her business do you?" He threatened sliding his tongue up her cheek tasting the tear that rolled down. He felt on her breast which made her swallow her moan and he bit his lip.

 "Trust me, honey, as bad I want to get freaky right now it's not the time." He said, opening her buttoned shirt revealing her black lace bra. "Hm..what's this no wire?" DeVante muttered while his hazel eyes looked around then spotted a gun that was stuffed into her left pocket and twirled it into the air. Her breathing increased by the second which made her chest go in an up and down motion.

 "What are you gonna do shoot me?" She asked, and before he could talk she'd hit him in the head with her forehead making him curse in pain. "Stupid bitch!" He cursed, leaning back in pain and she got up from his grasp and kicked him in the face and he fell onto his jaw on his marble floor. "Alright, bitch you wanna play? let's play!" He clicked off the safety and he aimed for her leg and fired but no bullets came out. 

"What the f—" He was interrupted by her platform boot connecting to his jaw. She gladly snatched the gun out of his hand and knocked him out with it. Janet couldn't believe that her life was changing so quickly in a matter of days.