Chris

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"Aye can I go to the bathroom." I asked Rob. I was continuously ignored. My side was hurting and my wound had begun to bleed again. To makes matters worst David took Char upstairs and hasn't came out yet. It's been about 2 hours.

I couldn't help but think of the worst. What was this nigga doing to Char. Beating her? Raping her? If that nigga hurt her I would be sure to kill that nigga. I ain't give a fuck if that was Dre's pops or not.

Then I started to think, would I really kill David... I didn't even think Char really loved me like she said she did. I ain't know why she still was with Dre. She tried to hide the bruises Dre gave her as much as possible. She'd put on layers of makeup. Wear shades all day every day. She'd change her hair styles that had long bangs to cover her face.

I wanted to beat Dre ass for ever putting hands on Char. I doubt Char ever thought about me the way I did with her. See I was always easily forgotten. Dre would make moves without consulting me and I was his right hand. Char dealt with me when she wanted to. I couldn't help but think April was using me even though she swore she loved me.

I often wondered why I didn't just leave Char and be with April. I was a fool honestly. Now I'm stuck here tied to this damn pole.

Why would David want to rob Dre. As I pondered, I look around for anything to break these ropes. It had to be something I was missing with David. What did Dre do to have David turn against him.

Bingo, I noticed a crowbar laying next to the desk beside me. I begin to pull the crowbar close to me with my feet as quietly as I could.

I finally reach the crowbar and get to work. I needed to get loose. I would have to sneak behind Rob and either kill his ass or knock him out. Whichever one would be easier to get me and Char out safely.

I begin to work to cut myself loose. Rob was counting the money he had stolen and the other guy left to get food. I had enough time to fuck Rob up and try to get Char before anything else happened.

I finally cut myself loose, and I got up. I snuck up behind Rob. I start to choke him I hopes to put him to sleep. This nigga was strong as fuck. I wasn't expecting him to put up such a fight.

My grip around his neck got stronger and stronger. "Gah damn nigga," I whisper. He finally begins to stop fighting it and I knock him out.

*gun goes off*

"Yo, what the fuck was that," I say to myself.

I take Rob's gun and hide.

Someone is coming down the steps.

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