Nothing But Trouble (All The Way Home Sequel)

Chapter 50: Thursday.

HBD to my cinnomon apple Jakiya. This chapter is for you bitch ♡

***ELLE'S POV***

"Did you have to shoot him ?" Troy huffed as he struggled to carry Jace's body down the stairs to his garage.

"I couldn't let him live." I rolled my eyes at him. "He has too many connections in Georgia. I didn't need him fucking up everything i already have planned."

"Well next time, try not to be so damn messy. I spent two hundred on these jeans and now they have blood on them." He said, throwing Jace on the garage floor. "Damn, that nigga was heavy." He sighed, wiping sweat off of his brow.

"C'mon. We have exactly three hours to get this shit cleaned. Then we have to change and get ready for Dre." I pushed him back up the stairs.

We cleaned up all the blood and brain matter that had been splattered all over the living room, then we burned all of the remaining evidence in his fireplace.

After we were done, we went back to the hotel so we could ready for the day. I showered, scrubbing my skin thoroughly, then i washed my hair. I got out the shower and dried off then i lotioned up and put on my black panty and bra set.

I put on my robe, then went back into the bathroom to do my hair. I brushed my wet curls into a high ponytail, then i twisted it into a tight bun.

Once my hair was done, i went to put on my clothes. I got dressed quickly in a tight black spandex long sleeved shirt, black leggings, and long black combat boots that came past my knees. When i finally finished it had just turned twelve.

I grabbed my suitcase and my duffle bag full of equipment and headed out to find Troy.

"You got everything ?" He stood up when he saw me.

"Yep. Take this stuff to the truck, i'll go check out and then meet you outside." I handed him the bags. He took the bags and walked outside to get the car.

After i checked out, i left the hotel and found Troy waiting outside in the truck.

"We're going back to Jace's crib, right ?" He asked when i got in the car.

"Right. Dre said he'd be there at one and it's already 12:20. We need to be there before he shows up."

"I'm on it." He smirked, reving the engine.

Troy drove us through traffic like he was Tyrese Gibson. It was a miracle we didn't get stopped by the police.

When we finally pulled up to Jace's house, Troy cut the engine and we quickly exited the car and went inside the house. Everything was exactly the way we left it. Clean. There wasn't a speck of blood in sight and Jace's body was downstairs in the garage. It would be days before anyone found him.

While we waited, i decided to assess all of our weapons. I opened the duffle bag i had Troy carry and took out all of the weapons i had stored in there and laid them all out on the floor.

There were weapons of all kinds spread out all over the place. An M-16, two desert eagles, a few assortments of knives, an AK-47, my .9 and all of the necessary ammunition. After all the guns were cleaned and checked, i put them back in the duffle. I would load them later on in the truck.

I had just finished putting the last of the guns weapons up when the doorbell rang.

I turned to Troy. "Stay here. I'll get it." I said, pulling the syringe out of my pocket and hiding it behind my back.

"Coming !" I yelled as i ran to the door.

I opened the door and saw a man, who i presumed was Dre, standing there. He was tall and brown skinned with a temp fade.