𝕎𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕀𝕥. ℕ𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕀𝕥.

Com•pli•cated

Janae's POV

"Vick, I did what you told me to do, so where is my half of the money?" I asked, holding my hand out.

Vick told me to call the cops and give them a tag number. He told me to say that they are transporting drugs in their car, and that they were responsible for the murder of his cousin Tyrone, using a anonymous tip line... I didn't want to do it, but he told me we could get paid.

"I told you I got you, just go pack your shit, we moving!" He snapped.

"Moving where? I can't leave.. Where am I going? I can't just up and leave, I'm pregnant with your baby remember?!"

I lied.. I ended up having a miscarriage a month ago. I was 15 weeks.. I started bleeding, and I went to the ER.. I lied and told Vick that I went to visit some family, but I was in the hospital recovering from a DNC. I wanted to tell Vick, but I didn't. I knew it was because I was stressed.. A part of me felt sorry for using him. I was afraid that if I told him, he wouldn't want me anymore..

"Listen, sooner or later they are going to find out it was me! What you think they gon' do!? Hell they might have some niggas looking for me right now!! I told you I'm gonna take care of you and my baby, So shut the fuck up and pack your shit, we gotta get out of town!!" Vick said.

"Okay, So where is the money?" I asked.

"What? You dont trust me? It's right here.." He said throwing the envelope on the bed.

"Can I? So how much did he give you?!"

"50,000! Janae quit tripping and pack your shit!!" He said walking out the door.

I went in my closet and started putting clothes in my suitcase.. I was damn near throwing them in bags.. I didn't want to leave , but I knew it was too late to turn back..

Sasha's POV

I was sitting in the coffee shop waiting on John to meet me.. He called and told me that he had some information he wanted to discuss with me about the case..

"Sasha, how you doing ?" John said snapping me out of my thoughts.

"I guess I'm okay, how you doing?"

"Im well.." He said opening his briefcase..

"So whats going on? Do they have any evidence?" I asked..

"No they don't , it's just a lot of speculation and a lot of inconsistencies.. Mello wanted me to give you this," He said looking at me.

John slid the paper across the table and I put it in my pocket.

"Thank you.."

"Your welcome." He said closing his briefcase.

He got up and left. I waited a couple minutes and I walked out behind him. I got in my car and opened the letter.. It was a copy of the police report, when I looked down, I saw Janae's name listed as a possible witness.. I couldn't believe it, I wanted to kill this bitch myself.

*******

30 mins later

I pulled up to the shop and took a deep breath before I got out my car. All of this bullshit was stressing me out.