Erica's Pov
I drove in comfortable silence, almost close to home. We had just left this fire burger joint and got the kids some to eat.
"Why every time you get in my car you gotta touch shit mane"
Cyn was snooping all in my glove compartment and picking at random things. Ms nosey ..
"Why does it matter!? You gotta another bitch or sum"
"I might." I smirked.
She squinted her eyes at me.
"Don't fucking play with me Erica! Have that bitch body floating in the sewer!" She crossed her arms.
"Ouuu babe she got what I need, and I claim she just a friend .." I sang.
She nodded slowly and tucked her lower lip in.
"Bet."
"Baby I'm just playing .." I chuckled.
She leaned her head against the window.
"Bae," I called out. "You foreal salty!?"
"Shut up talking to me Erica."
I poke at her cheek which tip her off even more ..
"Erica quit!"
I did again and she slapped my arm.
"Erica!"
"What?" I asked innocently.
She crossed her arms.
When I pulled up into the driveway of our house, I noticed another car there other than Mitch.
I grabbed my .44 magnum from under my seat. Cyn's eyes widened in fear of my actions.
"Erica don't anything stupid." She pleaded.
"Oh now you wanna talk to me." I laughed.
"Please."
I kept loading the bullets into the gun.
Cyn fiddled with her fingers.
After I was done, I tucked it behind me then looked at her. She seemed shaken up about something.
"Baby?" I lifted her chin up at me. "I ain't gone do nothing ok?"
I peck her lips.
We got out the car and made our way into the house. It was more quiet than usual. The kids must've been sleep.
I heard a few mumbles and grunts which out beat my curiosity. I continued my way into the diner room.
My eyes stumbled across Mitch and the unwanted guest. Cyn gripped my hand tightly searching for stability.
"What are you doing in my house."
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I Belong To You
Romance{Discontinued.} Seen as a "goody two-shoes" that's quite an advantage when it comes to Cyn. From the public's eye, she can't do no wrong. Her life seems to be Perfect as some would say. But how perfect is it, when lies, secrets, tends to flow throug...
