Her Bad Girl

HBG 16

~Nika

A few days had gone by and I was stressed. I was fearing for the lives of my friends and family as well as my own life. However, I knew I had to do something to keep Raul from hurting anyone else I was connected to. I would have to ensure that he couldn't hurt them or anyone else at all. I had to kill him.

I mad a few connections with some powerful people and found out where Raul would be having his meeting today. His ass was dumb as hell for having some f these people in his circle. They were quick as hell to tell where he would be at. They couldn't hold water.

I got dressed making sure to put on a bullet proof vest, my sweater and jeans, and a jacket. I grabbed my guns and put them in my large purse. I put on a large hat to kind of hide my face and headed out. I had been staying in a motel in order to lay low. I made my way to my car and headed out to North Shore Crawfish & More. It was an expensive ass seafood restaurant we had out here, and also Raul's favorite place to chill.

I sat in my car waiting on him and his people to pull up. I dipped my body down low and laid the seat back so I wouldn't be seen. I waited for a few minutes, but he hadn't shown up yet. I was becoming inpatient. I decided I would wait inside the restaurant for him to show up. I got out of my car and made my way to the front entrance of the restaurant. As soon as I got close to the door, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned slowly expecting it to be men with guns ready to kill me, but it was just one of the waiters.

"Hey. I'm Matt. I just wanted to say that wooow you are so gorgeous. Would you like to go out sometime?" he asked looking nervous.

He was a cutie pie. Nice bone structure, tanned skin (he was white), nice smile, tall, dirty blonde hair. If only he knew what was about to take place here, he would leave me alone. I quickly came up with an excuse in my mind, but then he did something odd.

"Ooooh, never mind. Just go inside." He said quickly pushing me inside. His whole demeanor had changed. Was he working for Raul?

Before I could ask him, he quickly walked away in the opposite direction. I sat at a table and looked at the menu. Raul and his people finally walked in and sat at a table in the middle of the restaurant. It had to have had at least 8 seats at it. Him and his people filled every seat. He sat talking to them, and I could tell he was superior to all of them because he sat up tall talking and using hand gestures, and they paid close attention as if their lives depended on it, and judging from the type of person Raul was, they did.

"Excuse me ma'am, are you ready to order?" a waitress asked.

"No not yet." I said trying to get her to go away because I didn't want any attention being drawn to me.

"Well can I get you something to dr-"

"No bitch now get out of my face before I put a fucking hole in your head with this 45'." I mumbled only loud enough for her to hear. She quickly made her away across the room and behind the kitchen doors. I knew for a fact she was about to call the police or the manager, so I needed to work quickly.

I discretely took out my 45' and put my silencer on it. I aimed it perfectly at Raul and pulled the trigger. It hit him square in the chest. He fell forward slamming down on the table like the dead weight of a waste of a man he was. I stood up and fired again at the people that had been sitting beside him. They returned fire and guns went to blazing....

~ Patrick

I watched as Nika mowed all the men down as they returned fire. I knew she was coming here. I was the one who told her to come. I needed Raul dead so I could take over his side of the company as well and also because I didn't like the fact that he always threatened me. Now look who actually needed to watch out all this time? The man laying dead at the table.

I watched as Nika shot Rachel's dumb ass. Little did Rachel know, she wasn't my real daughter. She was my step daughter. Her whore of a mother couldn't keep her legs closed to other men, so after she died of drug overdose done by yours truly, I was stuck with the little bastard spoiled brat of a child. Now her ass was trying to take over my business from me, and I couldn't have that. I had children in other states who deserved it. Not her. Now they would get their share if something ever happened to me.


I made my way out of the restaurant and got into my car pretending to be a scared innocent bystander. I made my way down to the police station and got ready to use my acting skills. Time to pretend to be afraid for my life and traumatized because my "daughter" was dead. And those idiots wouldn't suspect a thing.