DAIJA ❤️
" 2 months before our wedding day and you wanna pull this bullshit " his eyes Peirced through mines , I could feel every drop of pain he felt. Shawn was my fiance we been together since high school he was a great guy but there was just no spark between us like it used to be.
" I love you but I feel so invisible , your never home and when you are you don't even pay attention to me" I lied the truth was I met another man and he promised me the world, hes given more to me in a month then Shawn has given me in 5 years. Idk if it was the sex or what all I know is Derek is the man I'm supposed to be with.
" You found someone else didn't you...."
" Shawn ... I'm not happy "
Tears ran down his face as he sat on the couch with his face burried in his hands.
" Daija , please .."
Without saying anything I walked towards the door with the last bag in my hand. Taking one more look at him hesitating to open it , my heart felt heavy watching him stare at my engagement ring. It was too late to back out now the damage was done....
*You reached ya boy Derek , leave ah message *
" I been calling you for the past two hours baby call me back "
" Girl he probably at work stop blowing that man phone up " tiara said picking at her new nails
Tiara, and Kisha was two of my best bitches we been friends since middle school. But ever since I started talking to Derek Kisha been MIA .
Walking into Derek's house loud music was playing but noone was in sight. I tossed the keys on the counter and started walking around the house.
" Derek ?"
I turned off the music ,and stopped in my tracks once I heard a loud thump. I looked at the staircase and noticed a red bottom heel sitting at the bottom, and it damn showl wasn't mines.
Tiara stood next to me with a concerned look.
"Bitch it's a shoe"
"It ain't my fuckin shoe"
I heard small indistinct sounds. Walking up the stairs the voices became clearer it was the sounds of a woman moaning ,and the headboard sounding off. Instead of busting in the door I went to the closet rummaging through my shoe boxes to find my 380. I can't believe this nigga was cheating on me I left my fucking husband for this fuck nigga. Voices ran through my head while I loaded my shit. Tiara always had her Glock in her purse so she pulled her shit first hand.
Bursting threw the door Derek sprinted up holding his hands out in front of him like that was gone stop a damn bullet. The woman coverd her face , whimpering for mercy. He tried to plead his case but I couldn't get over that voice her voice replayed in my mind over a hundred times, I knew this bitch from somewhere and obviously she knew that to cus she coverd her face the whole time.
"Who are you ?"
Refusing to show herself she sat in the corner still hiding her face.
" Dam you could've at least picked a bitch that wasn't scary "
Tears ran down my face , my heart was beating fast asf, I left everything for this fuck nigga, but fuck all that I wanted to see what bitch he thought could love him better then me. Pointing my gun at her form across the room I asked her again
"Bitch I don't give a fuck about you crying show your face!!"
She slowly revealed herself and my heart dropped through the floor...
" Oh I don't believe this shit." Tiara said lowering her gun with her hand on her hip.
" Kisha ?" She said with her hands still on her hip
Before I knew it a shot fired and it wasn't from me ...and not from tiara either. Derek's body slumped to the floor with blood flooding across his body from his chest.
Kisha screamed starring at his lifeless body, me and tiara turned around to see Shawn standing there with gun smoke spilling from his gun his eyes blood shot red , with tears down his face as well. Tiara dropped her gun and held her hands up in surrender. Kisha cried and hoverd over Derek's body with her tears raining over him. Shawn was still focused on me starring me deep in my eyes. We stood there pointing our guns at each other looking eye to eye.
" Daija , this is your fault😞 "
Still crying from the scene with Derek and Kisha I stayed silent starring back at him. I was Inna room with the man I wanted on the floor dead and face to face with a man I still had love for with our guns drawn
After my thoughts were threw running a shot was fired ....
