Bossy Bitch (Urban)COMPLETE

What's Done is Done!

Phoenix P.O.V.

OMG!! I couldn't believe my eyes. Jose shot Mr. Santos right between the eyes. I stood there frozen. Jose's lips were moving but I was not comprehending anything. Jose was stepped in front of me and shook me snapping me out of my daze.

"Phoenix I need you to go back to the car. Sit there and wait for me. I'm going to take care of this. When the police find him they are going to think someone robbed him." Jose instructed me handing me the duffle bag of money and a briefcase, I'm assuming stuffed with coke.

I sat in the car trembling uncontrollably. I didn't know how I felt at that moment. Shouldn't I be happy? I had just avenged my father. I also just got the top slot of Miami's drug distribution. There's nothing that I can do now because Mr. Santos. WHAT'S DONE IS DONE.

Valentina P.O.V.

Where the fuck was I? I asked myself. Looking around waking up in an unfamiliar bed. Fuck! I have done it again. Slept with a stranger for drugs. How did my life get to this?! Nobody loved me. My dad was too busy chasing money and younger women. That's why my mom just left us. She didn't think about taking me or telling me goodbye. After me mom left my abuela moved in with us when I was 7. She is el diablo. She never physically abused me but she tortured me mentally by always telling me that I wasn't pretty enough, or good enough, and she even used to starve me and tell me I was fat. I went into a deep depression. But whenever my dad was around he would love me and tell me I was his Colombian princess. I miss my dad. I need to get to my father immediately because I need help.

Valentina got out of the unfamiliar bed and walked to the bathroom. When she looked in the mirror she was horrified at the sight of her face. Omg! What happened to me?! She examined her bruises with her hands. Her right eye was swollen and blackened. The other one wasn't too bad but her eyeball was bloodshot red. Her lip was busted. She looked bad. She began to cry because she started feeling sorry for herself. Then last night started coming back to her. She remembered that she got her ass whipped by Phoenix. Once she got the needed help she would seek revenge on her. That lil bitch, Phoenix, is destroying my life.

Later that day...

Valentina walked into her luxurious home to find it empty which isn't a surprise because no one is ever here anyways. But she was happy that no one was there that way she didn't have to explain anything to anyone. Valentina needed to talk to her father but she lost her phone, AGAIN. However, what she really needed was a shower. She went up stairs to her bedroom and bathed. After her shower she nursed her war wounds and sat on the bed and called her father from the house phone. She was shocked that he didn't answer his phone so she decided to leave him a message. "Hey dad. I know you're probably busy but, I really need to talk to you. I need you daddy. I need help. So... call me as soon as you get this ok? I love you daddy. Talk to you soon." He hung up the phone and laid down in the bed. Before long she had dosed off and was fast asleep.

Valentina was awakened by loud screams and sobbing coming from down stairs. She got up to see what was going on. She walked down stairs to see her abuela and some of her aunts crying hysterically. When my grandmother saw me her facial expression changed. She walked up to her and slapped her in her face. "You little puta. Where have you been?" She stepped back and took a good look at me. "You've been partying and out whoring while your father.... while your father...." She began crying uncontrollably. "Por favor abuela, tell me what's wrong con mi padré." I begged my grandmother. My grandmother stop crying long enough to say " Tú papa is muetro (translation ; you're father is dead). "No. Mí papa." I hollered in disbelief. "How?" I demanded to know what happened to my father. "Bonita, someone robbed and shot your papa. Lo ciento." My aunt apologized to me. I ran upstairs. I was devastated and angry. I will find out who did this. I needed someone or something to take me anger out on. Until then I need more drugs.....