He ran and pushed Stacey's dad into the wall with his arm across his neck. Joe (her dads name) tried to remove X's arm but he couldn't. I just stood there because for 1. I didn't care and 2. He deserved it.

X's P.O.V

I had this puss ass nigga pinned against the wall. He tried getting out of my grip but of course that shit wasn't gone happen. I swung my fist right into his face and he immediately went down, slipping out of my grip.

"No!", I heard Stacey yell. That didn't stop me though.

I climbed on top of him and he started swinging his arms around. He was repeatedly hitting my stomach as I laughed. How he gone beat on this girl when he can't even fight? I was snapped out of my thoughts when he punched me right in my eye.

"You messin' with the wrong person, puss ass nigga.", I growled and laid another one on him. And again and again. I could still here this bitch screaming and it was annoying the fuck outta me.

When he finally stopped trying to put up a fight, I got off of him. My knuckles were bloody and cut up. His cheeks were puffed up, his lip was busted, and I could already see bruises forming around his eyes. I smiled, proud of my work. I haven't been able to do this for a long time.

"Why are you smiling!? Call the ambulance before he dies!", Stacey screamed.

"Nah..", I laughed shaking my head. "Let him be."

"Let him be?", she asked. She stepped up to me,"Im calling 911."

"Oooo scary", I said mocking her.

As she made her way to the phone, Nola stood in front of her. I forgot she was even here. She bent down and unplugged the phone so that Stacey wouldn't be able to use it.

"Wh- What? Nola what are you doing??"

"You need to leave and take him with you. Call 911 when you get home", Nola said not looking the girl in the eyes.

"HE'S DYING!", she yelled. "MOVE!" She pushed Nola to the side and that's when I came in and pulled Stacey from behind, making her fall. She let out a yelp when she landed right next to her dad.

"You heard her", I smirked. "Get. The Fuck. Out." I said tilting my head with every word.

Stacey began crying, she reached over to her dads pocket. I didn't see what it was. She stood up and pulled a gun from behind her. The gun didn't phase me. I felt Nola grab onto my arm and she gasped. I was about to pull away from her but I couldn't do it.

Stacey pointed the gun towards us,"Plug the phone back in or I will shoot."

"You won't do shit", I chuckled. "Go ahead. Shoot me."

Her hands were shaking as she held the gun. When I though she was gonna do something, her dad mumbled something.

"Dad!", she yelled and dropped the gun. She sat next to him and helped him lay his head on her lap.

I went to stand next to them and grabbed the gun. I had to make sure that Nola was safe.

She's really fucking with my emotions right now.

"Daddy, I love you. You have done so much to me but I can't hate you. No matter how hard I try", Stacey cried. I smacked my teeth. "But you've never told me you loved me..."

Her dad cracked a smile, the blood all over his teeth. Something I was used to seeing. She smiled back at him, waiting for him to say something.

"It's because I don't."

"What?", Stacey cried.

"I don't love you", her dad whispered.

She threw him off her lap and before I knew it, the gun was taken out of my hand. She shot him One. Two. Three... I just watched as she continuously shot her dad. His body jumped every time he was hit. No doubt that he was dead by now. Neither me or Nola interfered because we didn't know what the delusional bitch would do.

She shot all the bullets into him until it was a clicking sound.

"UGHHH!!!", she cried out loud dropping to the floor once again. "I'm so sorry dad! I'm so sorry!"

This bitch was real deal crazy.

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Nola's P.O.V

I told the story of what happened to the police. Joe was pronounced dead on the scene and Stacey admitted to shooting him. I have no idea what's gonna happen with her from now on. I should've listened to Jahseh when he told me not to join that stupid ass club. I'm not even scared or anything because I've seen Jahseh kill a lot of other people but I'm just angry at myself.

"Are you okay?", I asked him as I held a hot towel to his eye. He was sitting on the the toilet seat and I was between his legs.

"Im fine. Im just glad you're okay. Anything could've happened, you know?"

"I know but it didn't and that's all that matters", I sighed. "I'll listen to you from now on though."

He smirked,"Oh Nooooow you wanna listen?"

"Yea", I laughed. "I'm sorry. Do you forgive me?"

He leaned towards me and gave me a long kiss,"Yea, I do."

"Good", I smiled.

****** 1 week later *******

I've been laid up in the bed all week. I have just been so tired and exhausted. My mama came yesterday with Cameron to visit me. It was kind of awkward but everything cooled down the longer they were here. The only thing that bothered me was Jahseh's jealousy. He did not leave my side.

"It's hot Jahseh", I complained fanning myself.

"I turned up the air conditioning, Nola. It's freezing him here", he said.

"Then why am I sweating???"

All of a sudden there was a very sharp pain in my stomach. "Owwwwww.. Shittt.", I moaned in pain.

Jahseh turned to me,"Are you okay?"

"Yeah I thin--" I felt the bed wet underneath me. I widened my eyes but Jahseh just looked at me like he was confused. Them his eyes went wide to and I knew he felt it too.

"I know you ain't just piss up in the bed bra."

"No dumb f-fuck, the baby i-is comin'."

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I know its short but I just wanted the baby out already.

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