THUG INK

Need Somebody

Chapter 27: Need Somebody.

"He was going to kill you. I-I-I had too. Didnt I?" Aron asked as tears ran down his face.

"Shh. Shh.Shh. Give me this."

"Get dress. Grab our bags and start the hike to the car. Imma deal with this."

"Aron."

"Aron."

"ROSE!" Cordell snapped shaking Aron by his shoulder. Aron shook out of the trance and blinked a few times before staring at Cordell.

"Did you hear me?" Cordell asked him and just as Aron was about to reply they heard the ranger coughing up blood. Cordell turned around as they seen him making noises.

"Oh My God. He isnt dead. We-we-we can call the cops and just explain what happened. He attacked us and I shot him defending you."

"How is that going to look? The white guy was attacking us and then shot with his own gun in the back! We will be burnt at the stake, no hoodie. Now listen to me. I got this. Just get our bags. Use the flashlight and go to the car...please." Cordell explained.

35 Minutes Later

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I wiped the handlebars off his Ranger Jeep and drove it off the cliff. I took a deep breath and made my way to the car. I got in the driver seat and stared over at Aron who was leaning on the window staring out into the darkness as small rain drops hit the window.

"What did you do?" He asked in a monotone.

"You really wanna know?" I asked him as he stared over at me. Face red, and eyes puffy from crying.

"I took care of it. I drove his ranger truck pass an open camping site where people would say they say him drive pass after 1 A.M. I drove the ranger truck into the garage and carried his body into the RangerPost. I set it up like be tool his own life. Wiped everything down and drove the ranger car around back of his Post and drove it off the cliff. Now here is what we are going to do. Its about to rain so we are going to a Hotel. We will stay there for the rest of the weekend. Get you some peroxide to clean your hands. The gun powder residue is all over them" I stared at him as he looked down at his still shaky hands. I continued, "Rose, look at me. He was going to kill me. You scooted over. You saved Jack. This wasnt a murder this was defense. He was a sick redneck motherfucker who probably got off to wayy worse than what he caught us doing. The world is a better place without him in it."

"So why do I feel so bad then?" He asked as I licked my lips. This is different than I was.

"Aron you didnt kill him. He was still alive and I suffocated him to complete the job...baby we are in this together." I assured him as he stared at me. I grabbed hold of his hand and he gripped it tight. He took a deepbreath and licked his lips.

"I cant believe this."

The W Hotel.

I walked out of the bathroom in black briefs and seen him laying there in bed facing the window. As rain beat up the window hit after hit. I climbed into the bed and wrapped my arms around him as his tense body relaxed right there in my arms. I kissed his wet hed of hair and spoke, "Do you have to wash yor hair everytime you shower?"

"Yup. My hair stanks easily." He said without much carein the world.

"Well it smells good." I told him as he turned around in my arms and stared into my eyes as he rested both his hands on my Alpha Ki brandings on my chest.

"How could you do it? Over and Over again and not feel any remorse" He asked as I gave him a look of confusion.

"I mean I get it..everyone in your thug lifestyle knows what they are getting themselves into. So if they die they are fine as long as its with honor or whatever-but we just killed a man, yes a sick man-but that sick man probably had an amazing wife, a smart son, and or a caring daughter that we just caused a world of hurt too."