Stab Her in Her Back

Chapter 17

Asia
Zion took Africa and I to Dave and Busters. Africa wanted to meet with some friends there and Zion and I decided to stay. I'm not overprotective but I just didn't feel like going home. Zion and I sat down and talked while Africa was with her friends. 
"Baby you wanna come back for Africa?" Zion asked.
"I don't mind. Where you taking me?" I responded.
"My place."
"Alright."

At Zion's house
Zion played in my hair. "You know what you doing?" I asked. "Yeah I'm putting it in a ponytail." He replied.
"It doesn't feel like a ponytail."
"Just wait on it."
Zion pulled my hair and put the elastic on it.
"Don't move I'm gonna do yo makeup." He said jokingly. I handed him my makeup bag.
"Don't fuck up my face." I said.
Zion took out my makeup and attempted.
he handed me a mirror. I look like I just walked out of a scary movie.
"Baby I look like shit." I said.
"No you don't. You look like art."
"Zion.."
"Okay baby you look like makeup after sex."
"Oh my gosh!"
"Its not that bad."
"Yes it is!"
"Baby you look amazing no matter what."
"Nigga you tripping."

Raniqua
Shayne kissed my inner thighs. I rubbed his hair.
"I can't wait to marry you. And eat this sweet pussy everyday for the rest of my life." Shayne said before he licked around my pussy. He kissed my clit and started pleasing me with his tongue. I held on to him tightly. He ate my pussy until I came all over his face.
"Baby!" I moaned.
"Yeah?" He replied.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
Shayne kissed up my stomach. He sucked on my tits.
"Mmmmm....baby I gotta go to work." I moaned.
"I know." He replied.
Shayne kissed me on my lips and I got out of bed. I got dressed for work.

At the set
I did everyone's makeup. And sat down. Then I got a phone call.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Is this Raniqua?" The lady asked.
"Yes. Who is this?"
"I'm Joyce. I'm calling on the behalf of the makeup team for the Walking Dead."
"Y'all want me to work with y'all?"
"Indeed."
"When can I start?"
"Next week."
"Okay."
"I will send you the info for everything."
"Okay see you next week."

Cece
"We got a location." Jeremiah said.
"Where?" I asked. I got up from the couch and walked over to the computer.
"She's in Orlando." He replied.
"How long has she been there?"
"Since yesterday."
"Let's go get my baby!" I squealed.
"Alright."
"Wait how did you track her? She changed her number?"
"I dug in the T mobile system and found it." Gary said. Gary is the P.I Jeremiah hired.
"Damn you good." I said in awe.
"Ima book a last minute flight." Jeremiah said.
"No need, take my jet." Gary suggested.
"Thanks man!" Jeremiah said.
"Thank you so much." I said. Gary made some calls.
"Y'all can head to the airport now." Gary said.
I grabbed my purse and Jeremiah and I went to the airport.

In Orlando
Jeremiah checked Tracy's location. "Where is she?" I asked.
"At some house. Let's head there."
We called an uber and headed there.
When we got there Jeremiah knocked on the door. A short thick female answered the door.
"Lost?" She asked with hella attitude.
"Tracy here?" Jeremiah asked.
"Yeah hold on."
She walked away and left the door wide open.
Tracy came to the door. I grabbed that bitch by her throat.
"Where the fuck is my son?" I asked as I dug my nails in her throat.
"I don't know." She said.
"Bitch what you mean you don't know? You took him."
I heard a baby cry. Jeremiah ran in the house.
"Bitch you gonna pay for taking my baby." I said.
I flung her to the wall and started beating her ass.
"Cece stop!" Jeremiah said. I looked up and saw Jeremiah holding James' lifeless body. I ran over to Jeremiah and grabbed my baby. I held him in my arms. He was covered in blood.
"Why is my baby not breathing? James! James wake up! Its mommy!" I cried.
"Fuck!" Jeremiah said.
"Bitch call an ambulance." I said.

At the hospital
They were able to save James. I'm so happy. He had some lung damage due to smashed ribs. I was so worried about my baby I let that bitch get away. Now James is fine thats all that matters. They have him on a breathing machine.
I held my baby's hand. The heart monitor started tripping. The numbers started going down. I pressed the button to call the doctor.
A doctor ran in the room. I gave him some space so he can save my baby. The doctor tried everything. Jeremiah held me in an embrace. I cried on his chest when I heard the flatline.
The doctor shook his head. I couldn't hear anything after that. I was deep in thought. Really deep in thought. That bitch is gonna pay for what she did to my baby. He didn't deserve this. He didn't do anything. Jeremiah kissed my forehead.
Ima kill that bitch myself.