Chapter 4

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The next morning I woke up to my head resting on Terrence's chest. I softly kissed his chest and looke up at him to kiss his lips when I realized the dried vomit at the corners of his mouth and I checked for a pulse and didn't get one I screamed and cried and shook his head to see if he would wake up. Terrence was dead and I refused to let myself believe it because I spent 15 mins of my time crying and screaming for Terrence to wake up. I eventually stopped and screamed Ja's name but he too didn't answer, in panic I ran to the living room in nothing but my bra and panty. I ran screaming Ja's name and when I reached the living room I saw two cops standing over Ja's handcuffed body and him saying 

        " Run Triss run!" I knew I should've been running but some how my legs couldn't move. The police officier pulled out his gun and said

" Stay where you are, I will shoot. I repeat I will shoot" His words snapped me out the daze I was in and I bolted back to Terrence's and I room. I locked the door behind me and dragged the dresser to jam the door. I am yet to know where I conjured that kind of strength to push the heavy dresser. I opened the wind and threw some clothes out the window and hid under the bed with my gun. The cops got tired of trying to convince me to open the door so they eventually bust the door down and ran into the room. I saw one's shoes walked to the window and said

" The bitch is running" 

" On it boss" The second officer replied and ran out the room. 

Meanwhile the second officer stood by the side of the bed for an extra minute I can feel my heart  racing thinking that I might have a shoot out in the room with my dead boyfriend's body right on the bed. I slowly pulled the safety off the gun and prepared myself to shoot.  Just when I thought I was getting ready to go head to head in a battle for my life the officier spoke into his radio and said

" Yeah, looks like we have an overdose case here, we're going to need the coroners" and with that said he walked out the room. 

I waited a few more minutes before I came out from under the bed and I quietly walked to the closet and pulled out Terrence's robe. I then tip-toed my way to the living room to try to save Ja. 

I got to the living room and peeped from behind the wall in the hallway and signaled Ja that I was going to save him. It was the least I could do at least it's what Terrence would've wanted. 

I counted to three and walked out to face the officier. 

" Drop your weapon Ma'am" He stuttered.

" Now I wouldn't want to do that now would I" 

The officier reached for the trigger  meanwhile Ja uses his legs to trip the officier causing him to fall to the floor. I walked over to Ja and picked him up from off the floor. 

" Terrence is dead" I said dryly

" They shot the homie" He asked as his voice cracked

" No he died in his sleep from an overdose" 

" Shit man, y'all needed to chill with that drug shit, man" Ja replied with a tear trickiling down his face.

" Now is not the time nigga" 

I kept the gun pointed to the officier as I speak. 

" Don't make me do this" The officier pleaded

" You won't have to" I answered as I pulled the trigger and shot him right in the center of his head.

I bended down and took off the bunch of keys attached to his waist. I unlocked the silver bracelets off  Ja's hands and  we started to walk back to the bedroom when I heard the floor board creek I turned around and shot another bullet directly to the second officier's head. 

        Ja and I packed a duffle bag and walked to the garage, he started the van while I took the cash we stored earlier on in the week. I jumped in the back of the van where I split the money between Ja and I. 

                We were about 40 miles from the house when the anger and adrenaline left my body and my mind was now starting to process me waking up on the chest of my dead boyfriend. I was sobbing like a weak bitch. I haven't sobbed like that since I was a little girl and my mother passed away. I could see Ja looking back at me in the mirror but he said nothing. The sun was setting and we still continued to drive for miles.

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