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I begged them with my eyes and they seemed unsure.
"Come on guys...you have to help me! These guys tried to take me out and Im not running to the police im tired of running", I reasoned.
"Im in", Chres nodded.
"....ok", Tammy gave in.
We dropped Raman off and started looking for the guys. Good for us they were in the deserted area Pam tricked Tammy and them at. I grabbed my gun ready. Anxious.
"You ready", Chres asked.
He didnt even have to ask I was already out the car walking up to the building.
"Wait what if Pam in there", Tammy whined.
"She wont", I shook my head.
"What if these guys are armed", Tammy thought out loud.
"They not", I answered plainly.
Before Tammy could say anything else I busted the door open and looked at the goons who laid on the floor helplessy.They were trying to fix the damage I done after they jumped me.
"Bloody bastards", I lifted my gun frowning.
Pow! Pow! Pow!
I finished them off. They wanted to cuss me out before I killed them I could see it in their eyes but they couldnt....too busy choking on blood. Chres applauded behind me and Tammy shook her head but faked a smile.
"Lets go", I smirked.
We got back into the car when I noticed blood on my gun.
"Chres is there any wipes or towels up there", I asked.
"Yea here", he handed me a wet wipe.
I started wiping my gun and Ms. Keisha called my phone.
"Hello", I answered.
"Trina was just hit by a car", she cried into the phone.
"What?", I asked sitting up.
"By Pam....we were just walking in a car lot trying find our car when Pam came out of no where and ran her over", she cried/explained.
"We on our way", I gritted me teeth.
"Tammy to the hospital", I directed.
"Whos hurt now?", she rolled her eyes.
"My momma", I said.
"Who hurt momma", she grew serious pressing on the gas.
"Pam...imma kill that b*tch", I murmerred.
"Mom its going to me ok, Ill take care of this", I promised her stroking her hair.
"Yn....", she opened her eyes.
"Yea momma", I looked at her.
"Whatever you do. Dont get caught....", she closed her eyes again falling asleep.
"Visiting time is over", the doctor escorted us out.
We were back in the hotel room sitting in the dark....thinking.
"New plan guys", I interupted.
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