* Brandon's POV *
Here I was at Nicole's house with Camille. We refused to leave her alone, so I volunteered to stay the night while they fellas came up with a black code plan.
Black code to our squad means cruel death punishment. We have to come up with a smart, but messy way to kill. It's always a success.
I don't know where that bitch Jonathan was, but Nicole was downstairs cleaning. I laughed on the inside at that. I remember when Camille told me she NEVER cleaned.
I snuck through Camille's window, so she doesn't know I'm here.
"Baby, I'm so glad you're here with me." Camille whispered as she smiled at me.
I went over to her and pulled her into my lap.
"You know I wouldn't leave you here to get hurt. I should have been killed Jonathan's ass, like I said I would." I told her.
"Wait, when did you decide to kill him before now?" She asked.
"Remember when I told you I took you to the hospital that day, when you were with Brielle?"
She nodded.
"Well that same day, I promised Brielle I would get whoever did it. I never did." I explained.
"Oh, okay." She said.
"Yup, give me some tongue though." I said as I bit my lip.
I made sure she was comfortable first, then we started making out.
Damn, I love my baby.
* Kendrick's POV *
Me, Trigga and my pops were planning out another black code plan. So far the shit we had planned, was brilliant.
Me just needed one more idea and my pops thought it'll be best if we let Camille choose.
"After we get this shit over with, I wanna find out who attacked us last month." Trigga spoke up and said.
"Already on it man. I got our young niggas handling that shit." I told him.
"Do y'all have any idea where this nigga Jonathan be at?" My father asked.
"As a matter of fact yeah. I was watching that nigga's every move before all this shit went down. He be at that liquor joint every weekend. He meets up with this lady every week day around 6. And guess what!" I yelled.
"What?" My father asked.
"He's gay. Him and Snake! I caught them gettin' it in not too long ago. I still got Snake, but Jonathan obviously got away."
"So Snake is in the dungeon?" My father asked.
"Yep." I replied.
My father just nodded and walked away. It looked like he was in deep thought.
I decided to call Brandon.
I dialed his number and put it on speaker. It was 8:00, I know them niggas ain't sleep.
"Poppin'?" He answered.
"Shit bruh, you call it." I told him.
"We cooling over here. Baby girl bout sleep though. I gotta give her a bath."
"You better not try nothing!" We all yelled at him.
He smacked his lips.
"Why would I try something at a time like this? Plus she not even stable." He pointed out.
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Abusive Affair (URBAN)
Teen FictionMeet Camille Davis. 16, 5'2, with a body like whoa. Camille doesn't have your average teenage life. Behind her pretty smile, is a lot of pain & suffering. With her horrible mother beating her, stepfather raping her & constantly having to manage ma...