𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕘𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕

Chapter 28

Qaddriyah POV
Queens
20 April 2019

We all stayed over in this house. Devonte and Nalia slept in the other bedroom and Jounte and I slept in mine. I woke up and Jounte wasn't there.

My legs were tied with a rope. I looked around and there was no one. I tried to calm myself down and wonder what was going on. Nalia walked in and closed the door. She was whistling.

She looked and me and smiled, "hello you asshole. You finally woke up."

I rolled my eyes, "Where's Dejounte?"

"Dejounte and Vonte went to buy Mexican food," she said taking out a gun and putting in on the table.

I rolled my eyes, "I wonder what I did to make you so mad." She put her hands by her belly, "Dejounte grew up in the family and Vonte was taken by his dad and grew up alone. Vonte's father then died which made him grow up in poverty because there was nothing to inherit. Jounte still grew up with love and money was never a problem..."

I stopped her before she carried on annoying me, "stop right there. Jounte had nothing to inherit when his father passed away. Jounte's mom couldn't even work. Evrything that Jounte has, he worked for it. The money he has, he worked for it. The house we live in, he worked for it. So what I'm seeing her is a gold digger and howd you know so much about Dejounte?"

She looked down, "I did research and thats why I went to your guys house. To get money. "

"And how did that turn out?" I said clicking my tongue.

"Oh shut up hoe," she said.

I laughed and rolled my eyes. This hoe better be playing around.

Dejounte POV
Queens

W

e walked out the restaurant with the food. There was a long queue and people couldn't stop staring. Have they never seen twins before?

We got into the car and I started asking questions about him, "So uhm where did you grow up? Did you know about me? What do you do for a living? Have you ever met our mom? Did she know about us being twins? Tell me anything I guess."

He laughed, "Uhm so I grew up in California. No I ain't know about you. I rob banks and steal cars for living. I met our mom when we were born yea, but I always see her so yah. No she doesn't know, our father kept it from us. I'm getting married to that psycho called Nalia. And I found something out about her."

I arched an eyebrow, "what did you find out?"

"Well she has bad motives," he said.

"I make half of what you make in a month, its enough to afford things but she wants more," he said sharply.

"If our father lived with our mom then how did you grow up with him?" I said changing the subject sensing his uncomfortability.

"When I was a baby, i grew up in California and then moved to Chicago. Uhm so he used to sleep by his other house where I was. I lived with Aunt Sinatra. And he spent the weekends by me so yah."

I thought back to how it all made sense now. He used work as an excuse. I wonder why he hid us from each other.

We got to the house, and heard yelling. We looked at each other and took out our guns. We ran to the room and saw Nalia strangling Qaddriyah. I stopped in my pathway and began yelling, "leave her the fuck alone." I wasnt a fan of shooting women.

Devonte started twitching, "Nalia leave her alone."

Nalia started crying, "how come they get to have all the money and we live in poverty."

"The fuck you talking about...poverty Nalia. Poverty. Do you know what poverty is?"

She let go of Qaddriyah and I went and picked her up and walked out. They were still screaming at each other.

I put Qaddriyah down and grabbed water for her to drink. I heard 2 gunshots and ran up and saw Nalia on the floor and Devonte was bleeding by his stomach.

"Shit you okay?" I looked around, it looks like they shot each other. Wow, talk about psycho.

Qaddriyah walked in with a first aid and worked on Devonte. I walked to Nalia and Vonte stopped me, "nigga she dead."

"But if we take her to hospital, they can save her," Qaddriyah said.

Devonte laughed, "she deserved it. When you asked in the car what I found about her...she came her to ruin your guys' relationship and make money out of you. She almost killed my bro and sister in law. Nah she can die."

I walked over to the body and called Trevor. He picked up immediately, "wassup mane."

"Yo come over to Driyyah's house. We need to get rid of something," I said. He agreed then hung up.

A twin I knew nothing about just saved me and my girls' life and took his girls' life. I owe him everything.