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8:00pm , Sunday. Chicago, Illinois 📍🚘
Me and Von walked out the station, I knew he was mad just by the pace he was walking, with his bow legged, chopstick legs moving at a fast pace.
As I squirmed up trying to catch up with him.
After I kicked Ari's stomach, she got sent to the hospital. There was blood everywhere and by time the cops came, Tresha was still knocked out cold and I was still fighting Mella. I climbed in Vons car and I already knew..
I had a few scratched on my face and a busted lip but that was about it. I had no visible bruises. Face was still pretty.
"Von please listen I didn't—
"Ella shut the fuck up" "Always doin some fuckin dumb shit". "WHAT THE FUCK DID I TELL YOU?" He snapped.
"You don't fuckin listen. The fuck did you go over thea fa ?" "Huh ?? Speak the fuck up"
"Von I just wanted to che—
"Check what ? That dickhead ass nigga Ronald ?"
Reggie ...
"When yo pussy ass family checked on you ? When they left yo ass homeless ?"
"You so fuckin' dumb Ella. Use yo fuckin head "He said pushing my head to the side.
"Okay but Von you're not even letting me explain!"
"Fuck yo explanation" "You went searchin fa that almost dead ass nigga Ronald.
"That's why I popped his ass"
Von said making my mouth drop... wide ... open...
"Watch when we get home".
(Von: when I told yo real stupid goofy ass not ta go wit them boyyss😭)
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We stopped infront of the penthouse driveway .
The whole way back, all I could think about is one thing.
Von shot Reggie ...
Why ?
I don't feel as bad as I would've felt if I didn't visit Tresha and them, but there was an uneasy feeling on my shoulders.
Why did he shoot him ??
I knew Von somewhat... maybe might have killed people.. But the thought of him actually doing it never clicked in my head.
Von stayed quiet the whole ride and didn't look at me not once.
I wonder what he's gonna do to me. Nothing too crazy of course . I hope ....
"Get the fuck out". He said climbing out the car.
"Von liste—
"BITCH GET THE FUCK OUT THE CAR" he screamed in his Chicago accent. Making me jump.
"
I slowly got out the car and close the door in slow motion.
As he stood there watching me with the one of the angriest expressions ever.
He walked to the door, one bowleg infront of another.
.....
We got upstairs to Vons city penthouse apartment.
He unlocked the door and stood beside waiting for me to go in.
It seemed like once I walked through the door, I was met with a kick to my ass making me flop down.
"VON" I yelled while trying to stand up".
He walked over to me and pulled me up by my hair making me scream".
"OWWWWW"
"Shut the fuck up before you make me hit you". He replied in an angry tone.
Von picked me up as I kicked around in his arms trying to let my feet hit the floors.
He dragged me through the halls as I grabbed the corner of one of the walls... holding onto it for dear life.
"Let— let the fuck go" he said slapping my hand hard as fuck and making me let go.
He sent another slap to my lower back making me scream and continued to drag me down the halls.
We finally got to the door of the playroom and he dropped me.
And held me in place onto the ground, by my hair.
"LET GO OF ME I kept screaming as he unlocked the playroom door .
He picked me up by my arm and dragged me inside.
I was barley able to catch myself.
He then threw me onto the floor once again.
"You gon learn".
————————————————— T.Royyy♥️ •706 words•
I- not him manhandling my sis. I hope this ain't getting boring. Better chapters coming🥳.
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