Chapter 50

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𝘕𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 17 

𝘋𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯 𝘱.𝘰.𝘷

''leave my daddy alone'' the little boy said coming up to me 

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''leave my daddy alone'' the little boy said coming up to me 

'' little nigga bag the hell back you got some heart but ill really kill kids'' i said 

''man i swear i aint do it'' the nigga said cryin strapped up the the chair 

this the same nigga the put a bag on my head because i stuck my thumbs in his eyes 

i know this bitch ass nigga killed my unborn baby too 

i grabbed a hot knife that i let set on the stove for about a hour 

i know that bitch steaming 

i grabbed it with my gloves on and the knife was steaming hot 

i went and stabbed him in the stomach where marie got shot at 

he screamed in pain and i twirled that hoe around making it touch and burn his organs 

his cried and screamed and i smiled watching this nigga suffer 

i looked at the little boy 

''come here little nigga''i said smiling 

he walked over slowly while tears ran down his face 

''if you shoot yo daddy ill let you go'' i said bending down too his height

he shook his head no crying 

i laughed ''welp come right over here''

i grabbed some pliers and while his dad was still screaming and i took the pliers and squeeze the little boys nose hearing his bone crackle  he was crying and tryna run away 

''i aint even gon make you suffer little nigga'' i said pulling my gun out and shooting him in the head 

his body dropped to the ground 

i looked back over at the wack ass nigga who was bleeding out and trying his best to keep breathing 

i punched him in his face making spit and blood fly out 

i started doing that shit repeatedly over and over until my hands got numb 

he was dead and died with his eye open 

i laughed and went to down to my basement 

''yall hungry?'' i said unlocking they cage 

they got hyped as fuck 

i went back up the steps and  grabbed they life less body pushing it down to the bottom 

the dogs rushed to the bodies a began feasting 

i watched and pulled out my phone 

''aye come clean'' i said on the phone then ending the call with one of the niggas that wrok for me 

i went in my bedroom and stripped out my clothes taking a bath with a little bleach and got dressed leaving out the house to go back up to the hospital 

when i went up to the hospital i went to room 255

the room marie was in 

mal was sitting in the room next too her bed talking to her 

she faced me '' what took you too long'' 

i shook my head 

''took care of something'' i said 

mal nodded already knew what i was talking about 

''so you dont remember nothing?'' mal asked her 

''no i dont even remember leaving the house'' she said 

'' you sure quan aint do it mariee?'' i jumped in and asked 

she shook her head '' quan wouldnt do no dawg ass shit like that'' 

'' he do terrible shit but he wouldnt do that'' she added 

''you thought alotta shit about him'' mal said 

''but he cares about me'' she said 

'' the where he at?'' i said 

she stopped talking 

guess i proved my  point 

''layla keep texting me but ill see you later or tomorrow thats when you released right?'' mal said getting up stretching  

''yeah 3:00'' she said 

'' you aint hurtin in yo stomach?'' i asked 

she shook her head 

'' no not for real'' she said 

she picked up the remote and started to flip through channels

mal left so i layed beside her bed and we was talking about random shit for awhile 

''we can try again if you want to marie'' i said turning to face her 

she shook her head '' i cant...im not able to have kids anymore'' she said sighing 

she quietly started cryin 

i raised up and went to her bed 

''you got jada so you good'' i said to her wiping her tears off her face 

''i wanted this baby'' she said looking down 

'' me too but as long as i got jada ill be ight'' i said 

even though jada wasnt my child 

i never  and not going to treat her differently

she tried to call me dad 

but i told her no too she just confused

i told her she got a daddy and you cant have 2 so cherish the daddy she got 

or sum like that shit i cant remember 

'' when i go home can i get my hair done im tired of looking like a crackhead'' she said laughing 

''nahh everytime you do yo self esteem boost up and you be thinking you grown'' i said smiling 

''boy boo'' she said laughing 

''nah but yeah you can do whatever'' i told her 

  

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