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Tris POV

This bitch thank she sooo slick!
Like I don't know the reason for her running and getting in shape is cause she chasing behind that buff muthafucka that is the brother of that cat I killed back in Cali.
DreAndre.
She dont know bout that either
In fact, it's a whole lot this broad don't know.
He stays around my diabolical bitch, her so called baby daddy and they whole crew.
Lil do she know that her getting "healthy" is gone be bad for her health.
I'mma make sure of it.
She supposed to be mines and here she go chasing behind some dude... literally.
See this is the reason I stayed away from attachments, sooner or later it's time to distance myself from these hoes cause not a one of them could be trusted.
I'm pissed as fuck because she was alright for a lil bit, until this cat
She did hold me down this whole time I been bidding, no matter what I put her through.
She did make sure my commissary stayed stacked.
She did write me and made sure my name rang at mail call.
Shit, mail call is something I look forward to, because she always sending me naked flicks, flicks of her engaging in her sexual shit, after I told her I knew about her lil girlfriend.
She'd looked at me in real fear because she knows my temper and she knows what'll happen if I catch her making time with otha cats.
To her relief I told her the truth that that shit was hot, asked her to send me shots of them fucking,and told her when I hit bricks I wanted the both of them.
She agreed because that girl ain't nothing to her but her side piece, it's me she wants.
I turned her on out to my brand of love.
Violent and Koo koo just like I am
Not that I ever wrote her back or nothing, cause that would mean I'd show her I do give a fuck not to mention that it's a paper trail.
I read them letters, if you could call em that because they were really just porn on paper.
I'd read them, commit to memory then whoosh, away they'd go, out to the The Schuylkill River.
When I felt my nature rise it was cause of them images she sent, the words she'd written and I'd rub one out just off the imagery alone.
Anyway, I digress.

Had me another lawyer visit and found out that this time a week from now, there's a real good chance I'mma be a free man. Said there was a few things going in our favor.
State's Prosecutor apparently is having witness issues.
One couldn't be located, and the other was about to drop a set of twins.
The first I was real pleased about, the second, yeah, not at all.
They were supposed to be mines, just like she was.
I try not to let myself dwell on this because the very thought of those demon seeds breathing one lungful of air, fills me with an ire and anger I thought these meds I'm dished out daily would have taken care of.

They don't even begin to come close to it.

Once I hit bricks, I'll have some fun, do some drugs, fuck that bitch of mines and her little girlfriend.
I'll beat some discipline and sense back into her, cause clearly she out her mind for how she been acting as of late.
Like I ain't the boss!

I'll then get back to my enterprises, and the one thing I'm good at.
Pimpin.
It's a dirty job, but somebody gotta keep these hoes in line.
I pop my imaginary collar, take a swig out of my tin cup, which I pretend is an iced out pimp goblet.
Once I'm free, I'll put into action the one true plan that has kept me saner than the meds I'm fed.
REVENGE!
Who, you might ask? I'm a man with many enemies, and a few come to mind.
I'mma get them ALL.

That cat i killed's brother, he gotta go cause he a loose end, capable of and probably plotting murdering me, so once my master plan is executed I can go back to my true home, Long Beach.

That boah who put his hands on me, and his bitch, Franny? Filly? Oh, yeah Fancee, that's that broads name. They gotta go cause they always gritting on me.
Then I'll make a house call of my own to The Dick, I mean The Doc, he's gotta be part of what I got planned.
Nikki, my Diabolical Bitch!
She gonna pay for all her disrespectful actions, both real and imagined.
Them brats gotta go!
Then we can put US back together, and I'll plant MY seed in her!!
If she ain't wit it, one more body on my count won't phase me none.

I smirk evilly, let out a maniacal laugh, close my eyes, and let these imaginings, no, these longings, dance behind my lids like some macabre play.

It's almost showtime!