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    "You have got to be the dumbest bitch on the planet

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    "You have got to be the dumbest bitch on the planet." Rihanna snorted as I explained to her the details of Onika's and I's deal. I knew it wasn't the worst choice I had ever made in my life, but I needed to know more about Onika.

Hearing that she had already once been in a bad situation told me that I couldn't be that woman to her. I couldn't hurt her any more than I already had, even if it ruined me, or better yet got me killed.

"I don't know what else to do. I feel this piece of shit thing in my chest beating for the first time in years, you know since my sister..." I trailed off. I couldn't talk about it. There was no way for me to bring it up without wanting to destroy the person who took her life from me, and when you couldn't find said person that meant a lot of other people took the brunt of that person's abuse.

"Letting her go is way too fucking risky. There's no way it's going to happen. The second the women find out about her, she's dead. Then what, Bey?" She gloated. There was a fire in my veins that was begging to be released, but I held back knowing that it was my fault that Onika was here. Not Rih's, not hers, just mine.

"I just don't know what else to do." I sounded so defeated, which wasn't like me at all. Hell, since Onika came around, I had become the biggest pussy on the planet.

I headed towards the kitchen to get a glass of water. After last night I needed something that was going to hydrate me. I had to spend the entire night with Onika, her body close to mine but not really as she pulled herself away every chance she got. She might have agreed to my terms, but it wasn't something she wanted to do. I could tell by the look in her deep dark eyes.

"Well, you might want to figure it out soon. The girls called not long ago. Said they were on their way back, that they had a meeting with the boss man and needed to discuss some things," Rihanna retorted just as I came back into the living room. I had locked Onika up in my bedroom, knowing that she wouldn't try anything dumb if she knew what was good for her.

"Maybe I should just tell them..." I went over the idea in my head. It sounded good out loud, but then again hearing her cry for life as they brought a gun to her head caused my chest to ache. I squeezed my hands together until my knuckles turned white.

"No. Just do what you can to keep her hidden," Rih plainly stated, looking up at me from the TV. She was my longest standing friend amongst the others. She knew where any and all soft spots in my heart came from. She also was one of the only people who had my back when I went against the bosses back in the day. Back when I was certain he had something to do with her death. My sister.

I was already getting to a point where I wasn't sure if I could let Onika go. From the moment I laid eyes on her in that club I wanted to possess her.

"I'll do what I can, but if it comes out I'm not going to be able to stop them." I knew it as much as Rih did. If we were out voted then there was nothing I could do to keep her here with me, and the way it was looking I already was.

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