Tris POV

Had me a lawyer visit the other day, and I'm still furious right now!
So mad I can taste my own rage!
My meds can't even begin to abate my absolute fury!
Nina, the stupid fucking bitch that she is, had one job, and that was to make sure that old muthafucka was no longer breathing.
He was the last witness the Commonwealth, and the gotdamn DA had for my crimes against my diabolical bitch for tryna kill her ass, the time I'd nearly succeeded.
And after she came back, a month or so later when I beat her the fuck up, again for playing in my face.
I'd tasted that sweet pussy, woke up crazy glued and then got touched from her goon.
Nikole won't snitch to the police, she ain't bitch made.
She prolly know somewhere deep inside I'm coming for her, to get her, bring her back with me where she belongs.
Had Nina not fucked it all up, I would be free as a bird right about now, but naw, this larceny hearted bitch called herself not doing what she was told!
As if that wasn't enough, word got back to me she had tried to off my real one a few times.
Hoe got caught every time too.
That means she's sloppy, jealous, crazier than a bedbug, an a liar as well.
She should've just kept it real with me, tole me she ain't check to see if dude was still breathin, that she heard someone coming and wanted to beat it out it there before she got caught.
I woulda understood her need to protect her freedom and not get caught standing over his body with a smoking gun.
Tuh this bitch c'aint be trusted, and yeah I know all about her lil crush on that cat that be around Nikki all the time.
How do I know?
That ain't your business, but I made it my business to make sure Nina was clocked damn near every minute!
Wanna know something else?
I know she fucking around on me, with another female.
Ahem, again, if she had of kept it real that she needed some sexual attention from her lil girlfriend, I wouldn't even been mad or really cared, as long as when I hit bricks I could have the both of them, cause truth be told, that's hot.
It's not like she getting my long stroke.
But her combined fuck ups and smiling all up in another man's face, then lying straight in mine, oh, I'mma put my foot right in her ass for that!
When she comes for this visit today, I'mma beat her the fuck up just for the audacity of her thanking she pulled anything over on me!
I ain't scared of the hole, of catching another charge, cause she won't do nothing but accept this is what happens when she run up on the WRONG side of my temper.
She knows better then to run tell that!
Psssh, this bitch is getting curbside pick up as soon as I can manage to have her touched without raising no suspicion.
She ain't a rider, or a real one.
She a fucking fugazy.
Yous know, a fake!
My diabolical bitch was laying in a fucking coma and this stank bitch tried to touch her!
Even I wasn't that heartless.
Every time I beat her up and broke a rib, or another bone, I let her go on and get care.
I'd leave her alone till she healed up,
I wouldn't have a go at her, when she was hurt already.
Yeah, I'm a monster, but it's unsportsmanlike conduct to hit my bad bitch while she down, although I have on occasion done just that to her, when my temper outweighed my common sense.

This bitch here, she dumb as fuck!
How the hell she ever got to be a nurse I don't understand, I don't know maybe she got that A the easy way yous know, on her back!

Anyway, that's what I'm doing now, waiting on this visit.
I let my eyes wander around the visit room, no outside rec today as it's pouring, matching my dark mood.

My hairs stand up on the back of my neck and I feel eyes on me.
I look to my right and see that cat who came at me last time and put his hands on me, for me putting hands feet and teeth to Nikki, gritting on me.
I knew that look.
He wanted my blood.
Interesting, he don't seem like the type to be scared of extra time, which means that someone is stalling him out.
His girl curls her lip in derision, as she stares at me like she wants some too!
I look at him with challenge in my eyes.
He better get his bitch!
These cats nowadays kill me, letting they hoes speak any kinda way, have an opinion on errythang!
Topping from the bottom is what I call that!
Couldn't ever be me!
First time my bitch gets outta pocket I'll tighten her up to remind her, I'm not like the otha cats she been with. I'll allow no disrespect from mines.
If I'm her man, goddamn it, slut, let me be the man!
This was why I neva had a girl before Nikki.
Me, Tris.
Cornell, he dead and gone, an he can never resurface, he got a bounty on him.

Oh lovely, here comes Nina!
Why the fuck is the side of her face all bruised like that?
This makes me wonder at who else she could be dishing it out to.
I don't like this, nope, not at all.
That's supposed to be my marks on her.
Let's see what she gotta say for herself.
She goes to hug me, her perfume cloying in my nostrils, and I lean away and shake my head once, and give her an evil look that shows her I'm mad.
"So", I begin as she nervously sits, perched on the edge of her chair, her eyes very wary of me.
"Let's go over again how you did the old muthafucka. You made sure he ain't breathin right?"
Her voice is husky and she lies.
I glare at her and say, "You sure?
My fucking freedom is based on this particular hole getting patched!"
She's as psycho as I am, and a pathological liar too, cause she looks at me, and plays me false AGAIN, practically cooing, "Of course, Daddy, I did what we discussed"
I'm barely holding back, I unleash my iciest, blackest look, and say in a whisper, quit lying to me!
Before she can say another word, I haul off and smack the bullshit outta her.
Whap!
The din from all the voices and other ambient noise covers the cracking sound it made.
She's stunned, and I move in close and yank her hair painfully, pulling her by it to bring her face inches from mine an act like I'mma kiss her.
When I get close to her lips I tell her menacingly, "You betta rectify this fuck up, bitch!"
Then I kiss her hard, let her taste my ire, and bite her damn lip, tasting her blood and fear as she kisses me back.
She sits back, holding her face, tears in her eyes trying to not let one fall.
She fails and cries, saying she's sorry and she'll fix it.
The guard I paid off to look the other way did just that.

The table that was gritting on me earlier, saw what I did, and I see them look horrified I've actually touched the broad and ain't shit happen.
No alarm is raised, it's like it ain't just occur.
I smirk at them and turn my attention back to this weak bitch, tuh!
I broke Nikki's ribs and she barely cried, I backhand this one here, and she acting like I tried to kill her ass!
I whisper for her to get her shit together, or I'mma sock her in the eye and give her a reason to cry.
I tip her head up by grabbing her face force her to stare into my eyes.
She can't hold the eye contact and looks away
She lets out a shaky breath and tells me she'll handle things and not to worry.
Alright, suuuure, like I'mma really leave something this important to her again.
I'm not even expecting she'll ever come back to see me, if she do then that's on her, cause I don't give a good gotdamn, I really don't.
Tell her she better fix it, before I fix her
She finally looks at me and I can see yeah, good, she shook.

The visit ends, I'm taken back to my house and I lay back on my bunk, contemplating on my next move.

Nina POV

Oohhh-oooh! I got ca-aught, like big deal!
I don't care, and after the way he just handled me, I'm actually turned on.
I like my man evil as sin and twice as psycho.
He qualifies.

But oh wow, did I fuck up!
Now, I gotta go back to the scene of the crime and do it right this time.
Who would've thought that old man could survive being shot at point blank range.
Ok, maybe a head shot this time.
See him survive that!

As I drive, I'm angry and despondent again.
Why can't I get ever get anything right!
The man I love, isnt in love with me , but with a bitch that don't and won't never love him back.
My dreams to be a nurse, in my own real name, will never be.
I'll be hooked on psych meds forever, if I want to stay somewhat sane.
I can't even kill anyone correctly!
I drive back to the old dudes crib, leave the engine running and the door somewhat ajar.
I always have my piece in the car, so I put it in the back of my jeans, take the steps to the porch.
I ring the doorbell, and hear heavy footsteps from inside.
I place my hand behind my back, grip my revolver and wait.
Th door swings open and I'm stunned when I recognize the man from the hospital.
I stutter out, "Is Louis home?" as I stare deeply into his eyes.
He looks at me taking in all my facial damage, tells me there's no one there by that name, looks at me strange.
I thank him anyway, stash my piece furtively, make sure my shirt is covering it, turn and walk back down the steps without another word.
I get in my car and drive off, I'm beyond confused at why the man from the hospital is here where the old man lives.
Is he related, and where's the tie in?
Things that make you go hmmm, for real!

Dre POV

I hear the doorbell ring, I'm in a relaxed mood, me and my baby just finished having relations, she's rocked out in the bed looking like an angel.
I open the door to see a pretty girl at the door, her face bruised, her lip busted and swollen too.
She looks at me and asks is Louis there and something in those eyes has me transfixed because it's sending off warning bells and a spark of recognition.
The eyes, I know them from somewhere, I just can't place them.
The voice is somewhat familiar too.
She thanks me, turns and walks down the steps and into a car that's already got it's engine running.
This shit is strange and getting stranger by the minute.
I close the door and lock it, then my apartment.
I sit and stare into space.
Those eyes, I've seen them before and it's been recently.
Now, if only I could remember WHERE!
I close my eyes and relax, allow my mind to drift over the last few days, people I came into contact with.
I filter through the shop customers, discarded them, it wasn't any one of them.
The neighbors were new, I didn't know anyone of them good enough yet, to know eyes.
No, I'd seen these eyes more recently, and more often.
I thought of the hospital and all the visitors in and out of my homies girl room.
Nah, they was all family.
The doctors, the nur....THAT NURSE!
THAT WAS IT!
THOSE EYES WAS EXACTLY LIKE THE GIRL FROM THE DOOR!
But how could it be?
The nurse at the hospital was a male, and this chick definitely was all female.
Hmm, maybe a relative?
I don't know and my mind is boggled.

Tiff comes and sits on my lap, and now I don't have enough blood circulating to my brain, for cognitive thought especially when she kissing me like this.
I kiss her back and get lost in the rythm that is us.
These are thoughts I need to think on when I'm capable of thought again.