A Hood Nigga's Forever Chic! Part 2

Chapter 12 (Lea)

After a long session of dick sucking, lies and

unwanted sex with Greg I finally had two

bottles of arsenic in my possession. "This shit

better work." I said to myself while pulling out

of the hotel parking lot. I was supposed to be

grabbing dinner as far as Mahogany and Tierra

were concerned. They didn't know what I was

up to. They didn't need to know.

I arrived back to the house were the two of

them sat cuddled up on the sofa. The giant fire

place was burning fire as soft music played.

Why these two were so intimate I didn't know.

Mahogany was stroking Tierra's head. "Girl

where the hell were you? It's passed Tierra's

dinner time and she's sick now." She expressed

in an upsetting manor. "I couldn't control the

traffic!" I shot while defending myself. "Girl

just save it and let's start this dinner. I'm sure

you want to eat like the rest of us." She

sarcastically stated. I didn't have time for her

snotty attitude. I didn't feed into it. "Look y'all

just chill. I will cook dinner tonight." I offered.

I didn't need to blow my own cover.

Around 9pm dinner was complete. Tierra

was sleep as usual and Mahogany's eyes were

glued to the tv. Now is the perfect time! I

thought to myself. I had to do it now.

I took the bottle of arsenic from my purse

and hurried up and poured it into Tierra's

pasta before mixing it all in. I even put a tiny

drop into her drink. I did it so quickly before

screwing the top back on the poison. My

adrenaline had gotten to me and I needed to

calm down before serving this dish to Tierra.

I mean I hated her, but I never did anything

like this in my life. Murder really wasn't my

thing until the day I met her. As quiet as it was

kept I wanted to poison Mahogany to, but that

would of been way too suspect. Besides, out of

the two I hated Tierra more.

I trembled a bit before dishing out the plates.

Then I sat down quietly. I tried to be discrete

about the way I was staring to see how fast she

was eating the toxic pasta. She was eating for

five minutes before this bitch started acting

like the weak hoe she was. She was holding the

fork in her hand while she rubbled her

stomach. "I'm not feeling well." She

complained. "I'm sorry Le but I can't eat right

now the baby doesn't agree with pasta I guess."

I was thrilled hearing her say this. "Try

drinking some of your drink. You may be

dehydrated." I said as convincing as possible.

    She chugged the poison down before making

a run to the bathroom where she vomited.

Mahogany followed behind her.I sat and

watched all the action. "Must be awful morning

sickness!" I shouted then chuckled to myself.

Little did this hoe know that morning sickness

was now going to be apart of her breakfast,

lunch, and dinner.