Chapter 20

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Jazz

Damn this shit hurt, I finally knew what it felt like to be heart broken, I don't know why I care
Secret is not my bitch. But I still felt betrayed, I felt as if I was being set up.

"Jazz where the fuck have you been ? You leave me to plan a whole wedding by myself! Your getting married too bitch!" Mickey whined.

I swear I hated her ass with a passion. I wish I could yank that fucking ring off her finger and drag this annoying bitch up out my life, but I can't do that, that's not in the Indians plan.

At this point I was done with everything I didn't want to be bothered. The only thing that ran through my mind was that Secret was pregnant.
Mickey tapped me on my shoulder and all I did was stare out of my window.

"Jazz! Jazz! Jazz fuck I'm talking to you !" She said loudly.

I turned around calmly and inhaled and rubbed my eyes.

"Secrets pregnant, I don't want to deal with this shit." I said.

"Here the fuck we go again, again with this fucking girl she must always be the topic of every conversation we have, why?! What the fuck is so special about that bitch?" Mickey bitched.

I rolled my eyes.

"She doesn't fuck my uncle and then tries to fuck me afterwards without showering, and I know your going to say something about her fucking my cousin but at least she has the decency to wash her pussy and wait a couple weeks." I responded.

Mickey stood there with her jaw wide open, I swear I could her in her fucking chin, but I'm better then that I'm controlling my temper with her.

Instead I walked out I decided to take a drive.

This shit really about to end with me marrying a bitch I can't even stand, Secret having this make believe ass fairy tale life and everybody is supposed to live happily ever after right?

Wrong.

I can't allow this shit, call me jealous or whatever the fuck you want, at this point fuck Secret and her love.

I want to prove a point.
That she will always come back too me! No matter what I say or do Secret will always be mine!

A couple months past and I'm waiting for the perfect time to set out my plan.

Secret's baby bump had grown and from what I'm hearing she's "working" shit out with Dante. Wow some fucking family I have right?

I've been watching Secret go in and out of baby stores with Dante always coming out with some baby shit.

I couldn't lie I was jealous I had too have Secret all to my damn self, and I know myself so after I'm done having her I was going to do what I always do.

Leave her.

In less then 3 weeks I was going to be walking down the alter, everything had too be just right.

I seen Dante pull off and I quickly followed behind, I knew their routine by heart already: they go shopping and go to Ashley's house to show her everything they bought.

Not tonight.

I made a sharp turn on 44th street so I could catch them on 79th.

My plan was going smoothly and since it was a Wednesday night nobody was really out as about. It wasn't a busy street anyways. I made sure there where no cameras.

I sped down the roads I reached into my glove compartment to grab my burner. The first and last time I'm using this bitch.

They where right across the intersection from me, as soon as my light turned red I went from 0 to 60. Their light turned green and just when they pulled off, my car collided with theirs, I had broadsided them on Secret's side.

The impact would have caused her body to go into shock and cause her to go into an early labor.

The impact would have knocked Dante out giving me enough time to step out of the rental car I took out in Mickey's name so I could kill him.

I stumbled out of the car, I walked over to their car and saw that it was totaled Secret's body was jammed between the dashboard and her seat. She probably would have gotten out is she wasn't pregnant.

Dante was laying on the wheel of the car his side didn't have too much damage, I pulled out my gun cocked it and aimed it at his head, he slowly picked his head up. He looked at me and asked me why.

"I thought we was fam bro? You knew how much I wanted Secret, you just had too mess shit up with your dick huh?" I said.

" I'm sorry please don't kill me I have a family." He pleaded.

"Na nigga fam don't betray fam remember?" I said as I pulled the trigger.

Soon I was looking for the shells that the gun had dispersed, this was the perfect crime on some shit.

Once I found them I grabbed everything I had from the car, looked around making sure nobody had seen me and walked to the nearest pay phone.

I dialed 911.

"911 what's your emergency?" The dispatcher asked.

I made sure my voice was high pitched.

"Help! Send an ambulance, there's been a hit and run! A pregnant woman is in that car !" I said sounding frantic even though deep down I was calm.

"Ma'am calm down what's the address?" The dispatcher asked.

"South Eagle and 79th! Hurry!" I said as I hung up.

I stumbled into the darkness, soon the faint sound of ambulances grew louder and louder, I laughed at this.

"What's done in the dark aye?" I said as I let out an evil laugh

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