seasons

part 9

Part 9

Ciara
I woke in the middle of the night to find Rico gone. My feeling went from warm and cozy to disappointment. I layed there. Still trying to figure out what I would do tomorrow. Honestly my plan was to eventually fuck this man at some point tonight. I knew he still wanted me, all that gentlemen man shit was cute but it's time to get to business. Still naked, I got up and put his t shirt on. I figured he went to the couch or something, so I opened the door and stepped out in the hall. I had made  it to the end of the hall when I noticed he wasnt on the couch. Before I could yell his name I felt something hit me in the back of the head. I dropped to the floor with my hand over the place where I was struck. Jamaal stood over top of me with a gun pointed at me. "So is this Rico's shit? Huh. This where he live? Where the nigga at? " I held my hands up attempting to shield myself from him. " Jamaal please!  Dont do this...." I started to stand and he kicked me back down. " When I told you I would kill you and him did you think I was playing bitch? You think imma let you be with somebody else?" Instead of just laying there I decided to fight back. I Kicked him and jumped to my feet. We circled around the couch for a minute before he grabbed me by my throat. He shoved the barrel of the gun at the temple of my head.  "So now you get to decide. If I was you I would choose wisely." His grip tightened around my neck, I tried to speak but I couldnt. I desperately tried to cry out for help, hoping Rico would hear me. The words came out as gurgling sounds. My hands tried to pry his fingers away but he was way too strong. Before I took what seemed to be my last breaths, the gun went off. The last thing I remembered was everything goin black before I collapsed 😳😳😳

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