Bullets Don't Cheat

Waking up

I open my eyes gasping for air. I felt a pain coming from  my right temple and a trail of blood lead it's way down my cheek. I lifted my neck to get up but I felt a light and swift pain but I manned up and rose up. I looked down at my body I was naked in my panties. Why the fuck was I naked? I had no idea. I looked around and I appeared to be in some cheap ass motel. I don't even remember how I got here. I blinked my eyes open and closed several time allowing my self to regain visual focus. I couldn't remember any thing about last night at all. I closed my eyes for a final time and I felt a horrible pain hit my head. With that pain it all came back to me; it always came to me like this.

I opened my eyes and stumbled up searching for my gun. I didn't see him any where around but he was probably close by so I moved swiftly. To my surprise it was on the night stand. I grabbed it to find that it was empty.. FUCK! This fucker was fucking with me. I heard a slight noise from the bathroom because the door was slightly open, from the crack steam flowed from the door. So this bastard was in the shower. Thought he could snap my neck and just take a shower the next morning like nothing happened. He would soon learn.

I searched around for my jacket and it was laid across a chair. I tipped toed towards my jacket and searched it for my blade. It was there in my secret pocket. I pulled her out happily and blew a kiss at her. This was one of my favorite knives, my M-9 Bayonet. It was a 7 inch blade designed with box shaped teeth. I tossed it in my hand and headed for the bath room.

He was there behind the shower curtain massaging soap into his body.I set the blade down on the sink and I pulled the shower curtain back exposing his naked white body. He jumped and screamed startled throwing his soap in the air. Maybe after being in jail he feared dropping his soap on the shower floor. Little did he know dropping his soap should be the last fear on his mind. He moved his lips to speak but I punched him in it causing him to slip and stumble against the wall in the shower. His head was now directly below the water coming from the shower head. He grabbed at his mouth in pain probably seeing me blurry through the water.

"You bitch.How the fuck are you.." before he could finish I punched him again in his mouth. He spit out blood still under the water and the water washed it away.

"Who told you that you could speak you fucker? get the fuck up."

He stumpled up from the shower like a bitch. It happened so quickly that it hardly registered to me. He slapped me across the face and I fell to the floor across the room. Oh so this bastard wants to play. I wiped the blood from my mouth and jumped up. I made my way toward him and he grabbed me by the throat attempting to lift me off the ground. I struggled a little to reach behind me to grab the knife I put down on the sink. My fingers brazed it lightly till I had it in my clutches. I pulled my arm forward and struck him with the knife in the abdomen. Hiss grip on my neck loosened.

"You.... B-Bitch.

"You're the dog asshole" I retorted back as I pulled the knife up toward his chest spilling his guts on the bath room floor. The blood splattered on my feet up to my knees, his grip around my neck weakened all together and my heels touched the ground.

"Burn in hell bi" he tried to say but he fell to the ground right next to the shower.

"haheh I'm a burning flame. Don't mess with fire asshole, or you're gonna get burned."

I just stood there. I was so used to this I wasn't squeamish. I inhaled deeply and let out another breathe. Well that's over. I turned around and looked in the filthy mirror. I could barely make out my caramel face. But I was sure I looked like a mess.

I reached behind me and undid my bra and let it drop to the floor, and then I slid off my panties. I stepped over his body and got in the shower. The water hit my knees first rinsing the blood from my legs. I reached my hand out into the water and let the blood wash off. I looked down at the fainly red water and watched it disappeared down the drain. I looked down at his lifeless body. It was time to make him disappear. I grabbed the soap and washed my self quickly. I stepped out avoiding his blood on the floor. I threw on my clothes quickly grabbing ALL of my things. I looked at my phone it was three a.m., luckily still dark. I grabbed his car keys and left out the door. I got inside his car started it up and drove off.

When I got a fair distance I picked up my cell and made a call. It rung and rung until finally there was an answer.

" Hello"

"Hey Jay"

"Wasssup Keez" he replied sleepily.

"Look I need you to do me a favor. I'm over east some guy I was with stranded me by Forrest park i need you to come get me." I told him

"Really man wtf. Keez its three in the morning."

"Look I know what time it is but I need you. Its important."
he sighed angerly. "Alright lil fucker I'm on my way. "

"thanks I love you man."

I told him where to pick me up an than I hung up. I drove the car to forest park by the river. I left the keys in the car and got out grabbing all my shit. I found a big ass rock and threw it on the gas and watched the car speed into the river. I watched it sink with a smile. I walked the long walk back to the entrance of the park. I found a bench and sat my ass down and my stomach growled. I wanted some tacos. Just than Jason pulled up. he rolled down the window with tacos in his hand. omg this is why I loved hm. I got up and jumped in, kissing his cheek. he groaned irritatingly. I grabbed the bag from him as he pulled off.

"How did you know I wanted tacos jay?"

"Oh come on every time I pick you up this late your always hungry and request me to drive to some fast food place for food. this time I said why not grab yo hungry ass some food."

I chuckled while biting into a taco. "Well thank you. You're such a good friend."

"whatever asshole. I was sleeping good till yo fat stranded ass called me. Why the hell were you out at this time? I'm eager to hear the story. Messing around with some asshole nigga again huh? I don't understand keez. You're too good for this shit, and I'm always pulling you out of it."

"Well I appreciate it Jay. I really do. Trust me. Look I'm fine okay, he's answering for his mistakes." I said re-picturing his blood pour from his body. I smiled. Jay looked at me suspiciously."

"Whats that supposed to mean...?"

"Nothing Jay don't worry about it just get me home." he sighed deeply

"alright then."

We pulled up to my house and a sense of relief over came me. I looked at Jason. He still looked a bit concerned and like he was struggling to shake it. I touched his face making him look at me.

"Hey stop thinking so hard Jay. Every thing's fine trust me. Thanks for everything, trust me I'm fine. " he shook his head agreeing and okay'd me. I told him good night and grabbed my stuff. I told him to drive safely and call me when he got home. He nodded and drove off. I turned around and walked towards my big beautiful house. It was a three story, black iron gated rich girl house. I unlocked the gate and made my way towards my mini mansion. I was the only sister on this block. I had big bills in my pocket.

Once inside I threw off my clothes at the front door and threw my self on the couch. I just mellowed there for a while. I picked up my phone and made a call. The phone rang until there was an answer.

"Yes Adara."

"Yeah its done. Send the Vacuum." I gave him the address and hung up.

The mess I left behind would be handled soon enough. I got up and headed to the kitchen. I grabbed a glass and a bottle of Ciroc and poured up. While I was drinking my phone rang in the other room. I sat the glass down and ran to the front of the house. I picked up my phone it was Jason.

"Hey Jason you home sweet hear?."

"yeah I just made it here Keez."

We talked for little then we got off the phone. I headed upstairs to my room and I laid down naked. I was tired I had along night plus I had a session with a client in the morning at 8 o'clock. Lord knows I wasn't ready for that at all. I closed my eyes awaiting for sleep but it didn't come. It never came easy. I tossed and turned all night as the night mares and memories kept running in and out my thoughts.

thanks for reading everyone. i have a few questions.

if you like my story so far what do you think about Adara so far? What do you think she's having night mares about? what do you think happen last night at the motel before she killed that man? please leave comments i love to hear what ya'll thinking. Vote and comment for me ya'll.

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-Young Row