London POV
I laid across the bed and waited for Trap to get out. I then hear someone enter the house. I snatched up all his jewelry and other items he had laying across the bed and darted in the bathroom. I pulled the glass back and pulled his arm signaling an emergency.
"Oh shit! Aye chill out ma, what's wrong?" He asked with a concerned look on his face.
"Deshon someone just came in the fucking house." I said softly while the shower was still running. I saw him open some compartment in the shower that had a big ass glock inside.
"Stay in here ma, do not fucking come out. I'm dead ass" he looked down at me while creeping out with the towel around his waist.
"Fuck" I said to myself while looking for similar looking compartments.
"Bingo" I found another by the sink and took out another glock while cocking back. All of sudden I hear a females voice.
"I had a feeling you were home baby" It sounded like that hoe from iHop.
"Bruh what the fuck is you doing in my house you almost got yo ass killed." I heard Trap say angrily.
"Babe come on, I'm on my lunch break and I know he missed me." I heard her say.
"Get out my house Jasmine " I heard him shout back. This is the bitch that was talking shit on Instagram.
"Oh fuck no" I exited the bathroom heading straight for the door. I see her reaching for his towel as soon as I get to the top of the staircase.
"Oh bitch you really living like that huh? " I shouted making them both jump and turn around. On the way down the stairs I take the clip out and release the bullet from the head. I see Trap try to move quickly to the bottom to meet me so I jumped off the side when I was close enough.
"Bitch why are you even h-" she said before getting cut off by me hitting her dead in the face with the glock in my hand. I had it wrapped in a black velvet bag I saw on his dresser. I continued to beat her ass for about 3 minutes before I felt Trap lifting me in the air.
"Bitch you better watch yourself, wait until I tell Ashley you dumb ass hoe" she shouted as she left with blood leaking down her face.
"What that hoe gone do? Get her face kicked the fuck in again? Bye bitch!" I yelled.
Trap let me go and made sure to lock the door and arm the perimeter. I was already heading upstairs to get my shit.
"My mama said they removed two bullets already and they halfway through so he doing good." I yelled downstairs. I was focused on getting my shit and getting the fuck out. I can't believe this nigga was really playing both sides. I need to go before I punch him in his shit.
I came back down with my purse and my charger while it was still in the phone. I sped downstairs about to open the front door until I felt him pull my arm.
"Chanel man you tripping on me. Where the fuck you going?" He said softly.
"I'm tripping on you? Are you dead fucking serious? You fucking on these hoes putting my well-being at risk, got them comfortable enough to just walk inside yo shit. You for everybody." I looked him in his eyes.
"Aye bruh that's yo fault. You steady reminding a nigga that I'm nothing to you but you wanna come inside iHop on all that bae shit just cause you seen the hoe after me." He said with an attitude.
"Bitch I came in to get you back for the shit you pulled at my house! I could give a motherfuck about hoes wanting to fuck you! You gone fuck them anyway! Just don't try to kiss on me and do all that extra shit knowing you got ties with these bum ass bitches!" I had my finger in his face.
" Well shit I ain forcing you to fuck with me" he moved out of the way.
"Fuck you Kevin, don't text or call my phone no more. I'll give my mama your number to send you updates." I walked out of the house and jumped inside my moms Range. As soon as I put my address in, I sped home.
