Don't talk, just read.
First of all, I have to be honest with you, readers. I lied-when I told you I was gonna' finish that other story. Can you read?
Just for tonight. Or maybe we can do something like eat popcorn and drink water or thirst after...
I pulled up to the party, hearing the muffled lyrics and the vibrations of the bass as it hit against the walls of the large two-story house. The party was so packed that there were people standing on the lawn dancing with one another, just having a good time being in each other's company. It was shame that I was about the ruin it, but it was best to do it now than later, where it wouldn't be so easy to get a clear shot since he's always rolling with security. Tonight, I'm sure he'd be relaxed and only with about one guard if not any at all.
Taking a deep breath, I brushed passed the people on the porch who greeted me and walked into the front door, my eyes immediately scanning the foyer and hallway to see if I could spot Suge. No sign of him. I kissed my teeth, feeling a hand suddenly rubbing on my exposed chest and I furrowed my eyebrows, glancing down to see a Latina with long brown hair and a curvy figure looking up at me and running her tongue along her lips. "Not right now, baby", was all I said before politely moving her out of my way and she rolled her eyes, deciding to give her attention to another guy nearby. Typical groupie shit. I shook my head, maneuvering through the crowd of moving bodies, the loud music cancelling out majority of the conversions people having to where they had to yell into each other's ear. The air was thick, 40% body heat and 60% smoke from the chronic. I reached the living room area, seeing a high Snoop standing against the wall next to a drunk Dre and a terrified Michel'le. I ducked behind a few people so they wouldn't see me, my eyes quickly spotting Suge as he stood next to Pac who was getting danced on by some random female. Shit. Why he gotta' be standing right next to this mothafucka'? Now how I'ma shoot him? I sighed, still ducking my head down a bit before going to stand in the corner opposite from Snoop, allowing a woman to dance on me as I watched Suge intently, waiting to see what his next move would be.
He stood next to Pac for a good ten minutes before something or someone caught his eye in the crowd of people of him, causing him to leave Pac's side and make his over to whoever or whatever it was. I relaxed a bit, relieved as I reached behind my back, underneath my shirt that was unbuttoned midway to grasp onto the barrel of my gun.
I furrowed my eyebrows as Suge walked up to a woman, hooking his arm around her neck to where she was in somewhat of a chokehold and rocking side to side to make her dance with him. She grasped onto his forearm, her face revealing that she was scared as hell and I felt bad for her.
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See, and this is one of the many reasons why his big ass has to go. I clenched my jaw, furious as I thought about how he violated Rhonda. The man had no respect for women, which is clearly being shown right now and honestly, this was all the confirmation I needed.
I retrieved the gun from my jeans, extending my arm out just enough but still concealing the fact that I had it out in the first place, that way no one could say it was me. Aiming it directly at Suge, I removed the safety and took a deep breath only to be caught off guard by Pac, who had spotted me and decided to call out my name and making me jump, squeezing the trigger out of reflex once my head turned in his direction.
