Chapter 2 derrick back at the house

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meanwhile in the house, derrick felt blood cover his face. he was furious. he ran to the den and reached in the drawer under the mountain pile of the mail. he pulled out a marbled white Beretta. he turned on his toes as he heard the screeching of tires. running out the door he started firing at the black maybach speeding away he shot and hit the bumper of the car and it sped up. he shot again and missed. the whole clip was empty before he knew it and the only woman that actually loved him had left his life.

marisol

" i hella hate this nigga!!" marisol yelled as she noticed that derrick started to shooting at her car . she started to speed up when she looked in her rearview mirror she saw not a inch of the hell house she used to call home anymore. "damn i gotta get a phone" she thought to her self the nearest phone store was sprint so she took the expressway to get there. looking for her newports she found them and pressed the lighter in but dropped the now lit cigarette shit! she reached down to get it when this huge truck merges lanes being in the state of shock marisol was shaking and swerved when she saw the huge truck BEEP BEEEP!!!

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