We pulled up to my gate and got out of his car. I still hadn't spoken since we left KD's house, I didn't want to speak, I just didn't want anything. I was blank emotionally, mentally and physically. This nigga literally did the exact same shit to me, fucked and disappeared before I even woke up and never said a word, not a text, a call, nothing. Niggas are the most disrespectful mother fuckers on the planet.
"You want me to come in with you? I got a bag of clothes in my car I can just change her and chill with you today." Paris said cheerfully holding my arm. I just shook my head no and walked inside the gate towards my house. Paris followed but curved over to her car. "I'll call you later Bianca!" She yelled after me as I shut the door. The house was quiet, I'm guessing my dad and brother were out handing their business. I went out back to be greeted by my 3 babies. I whistled for them and all 3 ran into the kitchen and sat by the counter waiting to be fed. I pulled out 3 mini packs of ground beef and opened the package giving it to each of them. As they ate I headed upstairs to my room to shower. As I entered my room, there was a box sitting on my bed. I didn't think much of it I just thought it was my reup from my dad.
I turned my phone off and grabbed my robe heading to the bathroom, I started my water and got undressed. I realized I forgot my brush so I grabbed my robe and walked out to grab it off my bed. I grabbed my brush when the doorbell rang. I let out the biggest groan and walked downstairs to open the door. "Good afternoon ma'am, I'm looking for Bianca Goodwin." The man said as I opened it. "For what? And I'm sorry but who are you exactly?" I asked confused looking him up and down. He took off his hat and smiled, "I'm sorry ma'am, I'm detective Cooper with the Las Vegas Police Department." I stood and stared at him for a minute. This ugly bitch called the police on me, I laughed to myself. "I am Bianca, something you need?" I asked cockily. "Well hello ma'am I just needed to speak to you about a very serious claim a fellow young woman is making. She claims you came to the party to sell drugs to the owners children and then you assaulted Ms. Sabrina Calling as well as two of her sorority sisters. I was hoping you would come over to the station for questioning." He said sternly losing his smile. I laughed at the man and looked him up and down. "I don't know a Sabrina Calling sir, you have the wrong address and if you dare come on my property again I can and will legally let my three raw meat fed pitbulls loose and tell them it's time to eat. And no this is not a threat it's a warning, now thank you have a nice day." I said closing the door and heading back upstairs to my shower. I closed my door and watched the man walk to his car and leave.
Fucking cops man, I thought to myself before taking off my robe and walking into the bathroom shutting the door behind me. I grabbed my bath sponge and my dove and walked into my glass shower and shutting the door.
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Stop Playin with Me
General FictionTrapping was all Bianca knew, at 21 years old she sold anything you could think of in her life. But she's not a typical female dealer she was smart, observant, and stealthy, she's never been caught in her life. Her own father felt she was better tha...