Keyshia's POV:
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I waited a while.
Just until Dawn arrived .
Before I decided to leave.
I knew Quincy and the others idiots he hired, wouldn't stand a chance against King and his crew. So I took shit into my own hands.
I drove in silence replaying the thoughts in my head. Over and over.
Thinking about how they all Said there cheesy goodbyes.
Pathetic.
I watched As he planted the kisses that belonged to me, on her lips.
I watched as she clinged to him tighter.
That bitch.
Tears burned in my eyes as I recall a certain softness rise out of him, that he once had for me.
It took everything in me not to come from behind the bushes and kill her right then and there.
Be patient Keyshia.
That bitch will get everything coming to her.
I drove faster out of the woods as the sun peeked through the trees.
I smirk to myself.
The Idiots thought they weren't being followed. When really, they led me right to their beloved little whore.
It was over for that bitch, Very soon. Who knows.. Maybe, I'll decide to let her live long enough, For Dro to do as he wishes.
But, honestly. I just want her dead.
So King and I can finally be together again. Forever, with our child.
Nothing keeping us apart.
Ever.
Again.
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Written In The Slums (COMPLETE)
General FictionI walked up the raggedy steps of Crenshaw projects. Avoiding stepping on needles , crack pipes and fisher price toys. I went on back into my room stopping at the gruesome sight that took my breath away. Blood painted and spattered all over the ba...
