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"Love ties.."
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The black mazda traveled full speed on the highway almost leaving dust behind on the road. This time no music played from the speakers, it was silent. He clutched onto the steering wheel with his foot burning through the gas pedal.
She paced back and fourth with a bottle of bleach swinging in her palm. What if he didn't help her? Suddenly she regretted even dialing his number. Pulling herself together she opened the bleach bottle pouring it over Jayceon's body. She couldn't sit around waiting for Shamar to come and help her. For all she knew he could turn her in.
He jogged up the steps pressing the cellphone against his ear he stood outside the front door waiting for an answer. "I'm outside." He spoke. Bree slowly pulled the door open pulling Shamar inside. "Shamar i swear i had no intention in killing him.. i got mad and th-this happened."
He was in shock, lost for words. She was falling apart right in front of him. "Please tell me you can help." She croaked. He didn't say anything instead he rushed over to the window shutting the blinds. "Listen, we can't call nobody else fa' help, we gone have to clean this up togetha' a'ight?"
She nodded "ok." He grabbed the bleach from her hand, he poured it all over the tiles.
That day they left a stain on each other. This moment they'll never forget it was more than an intimate moment. That day they got rid of a dead man. Shamar realized that he would do anything for her, he'd kill for her. It was the love that tied them together, dangerously in love.
Maria rocked Sky back fourth smiling at her daughter. "You are precious but ya daddy is trash." She cooed mumbling the last part. "He didn't come to see her again?" Shayla eyed Maria. With everything they've been through together they developed a friendship. Maria helped her get over Drake and Shayla helped watch Sky whenever Maria needed a break.
"He came over earlier.." she trailed off "We were arguing and he kissed me."
Shayla went silent, she nibbled on her bottom lip fiddling with her fingers. "Maria I think there is something you should know."
"I slept with Shamar a couple months back.. I was drunk and the next morni-"
Maria cut her off "Honestly I don't wanna hear it Shayla. I have no feelings for Shamar so whoever he decides to fuck doesn't bother me so we're good on that hand. But on the other hand, you're my friend and you had sex with my babydaddy what kind of shit is that?"
"I don't care if you were under the influence even if i was drunk Drake couldn't get my attention. That's the type of bitch i am!"
The two lovers stood in the middle of the woods. She held the flashlight while he shoveled up dirt. Their secret laid beside them in a black garbage bag chopped up in pieces. She wanted him to die the same way her sister did. Only this time no one would find out. "Put him in." He dropped the shovel.
Bree lifted the black garbage bag, with no remorse she dropped Jayceon's remains inside. He looked her in the eyes before lifting up the shovel.
