A Hood Nigga's Forever Chic! (Part 3)

Chapter 20 (Antwan) 2 months later

Having baby Anya around is what a nigga

needed. She brung me true happiness and her

innocence was a peaceful feeling.

I hated to have my daughter in this fucked

up world. It was the only thing I regretted. She

was gonna have to fight all her life just off the

sake of being my daughter. She'd have

everything she ever wanted and needed

though.

Tierra and I moved back to Staten Island

where my business was boomin. She had

changed a whole lot. We were physically

together, but she acted so distant. She

definitely wasn't the Tierra I knew.

Little did she know I had a surprise for her. A

surprise that would wake her game up for sure.

Now was the time to shut everything down.

Tierra...!!! I hollered from a far. "I heard the

sound of her heels coming my way. We met in

the basement where she was holding my

newborn daughter in her arms.

She looked startled at the scene. My goons

stood next to the nigga tied to a chair with a

pillowcase on his head. "What's going on?" She

questioned in confusion. "I found your little

boyfriend." I teased before snatching the pillow

case off Rico's head.

Tierra had pain written all over her. "Rico!"

She cried like she wanted to save him. "Get my

daughter!" I instructed the nearest goon. Tierra

put up a fight to hang on to our baby, but was

defeated.

"I didn't know she was your wife!" Rico

expressed with agony. "You gotta believe me."

He said. He was in pain since I already had

beat him half to death. Blood leaked from the

side of his jaw.

"She got some fire pussy. Don't my wife got

fire pussy?! I know that was probably the best

nut you Eva had!" I joked causing all my goons

to laugh. "Fuck you!" Rico shot. I grabbed him

by the curls on his head and looked him in his

face. "Nigga you're in no condition to be talkin

shit!" I expressed before I spit a loogie in his

eye.

Tierra was begging me to stop, but the plan

still needed to be executed. "Please just stop

Antwan? Why are you doing this?!" She cried

hysterically. "You want to be with the nigga so

bad?!" I questioned before pushing her on top

of him causing his blood to drench her white

dress. "Tell this nigga who that pussy belong

to!" I demanded while holding my gun to her

head. "Bitch tell him!" I repeated. "This pussy

belongs to Antwan." She cried, but still

sounded sexy expressing this. I just had to hear

her say it again. "Tell him again. Look him in

the eyes and tell him." I said calmly. She did

what she was told. "This pussy belongs to

Antwan." She repeated, but sounded even

sexier this time. "That's a good bitch." I told

her before lifting her off her feet and kissing

her. "I just might give you some dick later on."

I told her.

"You see nigga? This my bitch!" I said to

Rico who was in really bad condition. I didn't

give a fuck though. I looked at Chris who was

my right hand man. "Bruh finish this nigga

off." I told him. Two of my goons held Tierra

back as she continued to plead. "Please Antwan

you don't have to do this!" She cried.

It was too late. Chris was already in position

to off the nigga Rico and that's just what he

did. Pow! Pow! Pow! Two bullets to the chest

and one to the head.

Tierra was finally released then she ran to

Rico's aid. He was on his back but still hog tied

to the chair. She sobbed over his body as he

was dying slowly. "Omg God! Rico...!!!" She

screamed with her head on his chest. Blood

was now on her hands and even in her hair and

on her face.

It became obvious to me that Tierra was

actually in love with this nigga! The way she

sobbed over his body killed me. "I'll never

forget you!!!" She cried with her head on his

chest like he was still alive.

I grabbed her by one arm, but she fought to

stay near his body. "You fuckin kiddin me?!?!

You in love with this nigga yo?!?! You love this

nigga Tierra?!?!" I questioned as I was

surprised. I could tell she was when she didn't

respond to me. I don't know why, but I couldn't

control the embarrassment and hurt I felt

seeing my wife screaming and hollering over

the next nigga.

Something came over me before I aimed the

gun at her head and pulled the trigger. Pop! I

heard the sound of the gun go off and couldn't

control myself. Killing Tierra was never apart

of the plan, but I'd rather see her dead than

loving another nigga. I watched my wife take

her last breath all at the cause of my hands. I

don't know what came over me, but Tierra was

dead. Now who was gonna help raise my

daughter?