Karin's Perspective
A week later...
This pass week has been hectic I haven't had the energy to call Dave because I've been in denial that my brother has been shot. Like why him, what the hell did he do to deserve this. I haven't even been able to enjoy my christmas because of this BS. I've been in the house every since it happen. August had went back down south to be with his family , he asked me did I want to go back with him but I didn't want to I wanted to be beside my brother everyday. My best friend Malika has been staying with me keeping me company making sure I'm ok everyday. But I'm back better than ever ready to murder Dave or maybe even give him a slow, bad death.
Malika: So, Bih... What's the plan? Cause you know I'm ten toes down behind you!
Karin: Hmm... we need to go to your hood in the Bronx.. we need to find Lonnie. And we can ask him can he capture him and bring him to his warehouse so we can question him to see if he really did it or not...
Malika: Ok I gotchu you wanna go down there today?
Karin: Yes! If we can...
Malika: Ok let me make a couple of phone calls real quick..
Karin: Ok let me know what they ASAP!
Malika: Don't worry I will I want whoever did this bad as you do!
I went in my room to put on some clothes. I put together a outfit to match exactly how I feel dark and sadness on the outside, outraged on the outside. I put on a all black outfit with a light pink hat. I walked back in the living room where Malika was. She was on the phone with Lonnie.
Mailka: Hey Lonnie it's Mailka!
Lonnie: What's good sis! I haven't heard form you in while.. Whatchu been up too?
Mailka: Nothing much bro.. But I called you because I needed a favor, you remember my home girl Karin right?
Lonnie:Oh ok, ok... How could I forget her fine self, but what seems to be the problem.
I was thinking to myself thank you but I have a man probably would've gave him a chance. I laughed and rolled my eyes at his remark. Mailka was laughed her ass off this was not a laughing matter, can't let her do shit.
Malika: But ok, Karin's brother got shot last week and we want you to catch him before things get worst or something else bad happens.
Lonnie: Damn but I gotchu. Can you guys meet me at my office? I'll send you the address.
I nodded my head yes.
Malika: Yes we can come. We are on our way there.
Lonnie: Ok sure thing I'll send you the address.
I grabbed my car keys and rushed to get to my car. I was too ready to get there and plan this. I've never wanted to kill anyone this bad. I thought I would never have to do this in my life, I wasn't planning on it.
We got in the car and headed down the street. Malika's phone had rung it was Lonnie sending us the address.
Malika: The address is 15 Canal Place.
I gave Malika my phone so she can put it in the GPS. But my phone started ringing.
Malika: It's yo mans suh, you want me to decline it. Even tho you haven't called him in a couple days.
Karin: Yea I'll call him back later tonight.
I turned up the radio and "Survivor was playing by NBA Youngboy. I was feeling just like song. I'm not playing with nobody. Tired of the BS. Bad things seem to never miss me
About 30- 40 minutes later...
We pulled up to Lonnie's warehouse we knocked and his guard came to the door.
Guard: Why are you ladies here?
Malika: To see Lonnie. We talked to him earlier today. My name is Malika Brooks...
Guard: Oh ok you are Miss. Malika! Should've said something shawty. Come on in!
We smiled as we entered the building. I turned my phone off because August kept on calling me.
Malika: (whispers) August gone blow you ass out.
Karin: Ik, ik such bad timing! He's gonna ask a million questions🤦🏾♀️. I might tell him why I didn't answer or makeup a lie.....
Malika: Just makeup a lie Chile.
We were behind guard following him so he could take us to Lonnie. He knocks on Lonnie's door...
Guard: There's two ladies here to see you.
Lonnie: Names?
We told to guard our names...
Guard: Malika and Karin boss.
Lonnie: Let then on in!
We walk in his office he was smiling at us. I thanked the guard for kindly duties.
Lonnie: Wassup man feel like I haven't seen y'all in a while. But what's lets get straight to the point, what's the real reason y'all here...this
Karin: Somebody shot my brother...
August's Perspective
August: Mann why the hell this girl aint answering tha' phone she must be doing sumn she ain't got no business.
I said to myself . This girl hea' about to make me go crazy cause she ain't answering the phone. I'm outchea in Atlanta getting ready to perform and I wanna talk to her before I go on. I'm in dressing room thinking about what happened after our first date Mann that girl sex is amazing. Then I hear a knock on the door. It's a girl name Simone I used mess with before I got with Karin.
August: Whatchu doing hea'?
Simone: I came to see you perform plus I...I miss you...
I smirked at her thinking to myself nah she miss this dick.
August: Well I'm sorry Simone I have a girlfriend.
Simone: Well I guess this isn't good enough for you?
She drops her trench coat and shows off her shear outfit. And she makes her way to my lap.
My inner thoughts was like fuck man this girl finna get me in trouble.
August: Fuck man!?
I picked her up and took her to the bathroom.
Next morning....
I woke up I know I had a lot to drink last night I can't remember shit right now. I rolled over to the right and I see somebody in the bed with me. She turned around and looked at me. It was Simone.
Simone: Does your lil girlfriend fuck you like that?
August: Man fuck! You gotta go!
Simone: So you just gone put me out after all we been through August?!
August: Simone I told you plain and simple I had a girlfriend and you knew I was half way drunk and besides I tried to get you back you was being stubborn but now you wanna come back?
Simone: Ok fine you wait till I drop this bomb on you that I might be pregnant because we didn't use protection last night!
Oh shit I'm fucked...
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