Thirty-One

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Kash

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Kash

Everything went into slow motion after I saw Vic stomping on Lo's stomach. It was as if he had unleashed something deep inside of me, and I wanted nothing more then to see this nigga dead and lying on the floor in a pool of blood. Tackling him onto the floor, I started punching him repeatedly, showing his ass no mercy whatsoever. Lo's screams were echoing throughout the house, and I should've went to make sure she was okay, but I was too busy trying to kill Vic with my bare hands. Vic suddenly flipped us over, gaining advantage on me, as he started punching me and trying to grab ahold of my neck; but the loud sounds of gunshots caught us both off guard.

POW! POW! POW!

I was almost certain that Vic had found a gun somehow and shot my ass, but his attention had been averted towards the doorway, where a tall figure stood, with his gun in his hand. I couldn't make out who the person was, only because I was on my back and looking at the person by tilting my head backwards, but Vic had a clear view of whoever it was.

"What the fuck are you still doing here?" He snapped, getting off of me. I sat up and looked back, seeing as a tall, dark skinned dude held his gun up to Vic. They slick looked like they could be related, but I really didn't know, or care. My main concern was Lo, who was no longer screaming, but laid out in the middle of the floor.

"Lo!" I called out, quickly crawling over towards her. Blood was leaking out of her, from in between her legs, and I knew then that he had killed our unborn child. Anger spread through my body like wildfire, as I looked up to see Vic and the other guy having a heated argument.

"I had a feeling that you were up to no good, and judging by the looks of things, I was right!" The random dude shouted.

"This shit here ain't my doing! They came over here starting this bullshit, not me! I have been staying to myself, packing, but that bitch decided to come over here and set me up!" Vic shouted.

"You better watch your fucking mouth, nigga!" I warned him, as I got up and walked over towards him.

"I said what the fuck I said! That bitch you plan on marrying, came over here to play with my fucking emotions, then, lo and behold... Here comes her nigga! I should've killed her ass when I had the chance!" I swung and punched his ass in the face, watching as he grabbed his face, all while laughing hysterically. What the fuck was wrong with him?

"Don't be making empty ass threats if you can't back them up!"

"Oh, I can definitely back them up, fuck you mean?! How bout you ask my brother here, what happened to the last bitch that tried to set me up." He chuckled. I glared at the nigga standing behind him, as he matched my glare.

"Brother?" I scoffed. I did remember Lo telling me that he did have a brother, but I had forgotten all about that.

"Yeah, I'm his older brother." He confirmed. "But I ain't got shit to do with any of this! When I met ole' girl the other day, she had called and asked to meet with me, because she felt as if my brother killed her friend." Vic's neck snapped in the direction of his brother, bawling up his fists, as he took a step towards him.

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