Shayla awoke from her sleep to banging at the door. She realized that Lyric was still in the room with her and woke Lyric up. Shayla(shaking Lyric to wake her): "Lyric somebody at the door!" Lyric woke up to see fear in Shayla's eyes, she knew she had to calm her down. Lyric(wiping her eyes and reaching into the nightstand for her gun.): " Calm down ma, you safe I'm go see who it is." Shayla(grabbing at Lyric shirt): "No don't go please!" Lyric( trying to be understanding): "Say ma chill I got this, I'm trained for this let me go see whats to this, plus no one no you here but me and 187." Shayla let go of Lyric shirt, and watched Lyric walk out the room. Moments later she heard her godfathers voice echo through out the house. She walked into the dinning room to find the two seating at the table. 187 spotted her and stood up to hug Shayla head was hurting from all the crying last night. 187 squeezed her as if he was trying to pull out the little life she had left. He let her go and they sat down. 187: "It had to be somebody your father was comfortable with letting in to his home, because he wouldnt have just let anyone in Shay, do you know who that could have been?" Shayla shook her head no, she couldn't remeber anyone other than family who would have been able to come in to their home with no problem.
187(letting out a loud sigh): "I got work to do to find all of this out and we got to keep you safe so maybe I can send you to my old house in TK?" Shayla( shaking her head no): "Please let me stay here with Lyric, it seems you trust her please?" 187 glanced over at Lyric, truth was he didnt trust her she couldnt be tamed and was a little to wild even though he knew her loyalty was with him. She wasn't like his other expermentice she was his match could even be his maker oneday. Lyric(seeing him hassation): "I'll protect her if that what you want me to do, but note I'm not her baby sitter so I'll follow her and make sure no harm comes to her but I will not control her, and I'm not gonna try to control her if thats what your looking for you need to go head and take her with you." 187(paused for a split second): "Nah it needs to be you, your the only one i trust right now, I think this was an inside job." Shayla: "Now that it's settled (looking at Lyric now) Is that my room now?" Lyric shook her head yes with out looking at her. 187 could tell this made Lyric feel uncomfortable. Lyric was so use to being alone and not having to look out for anyone since her sister died. 187(looking at Lyric with concern in his eyes): " If your not ready for this I'll be happy to carry her where ever I go?" Lyric(taking a deep breath before standing up to walk towards the refrigerator): "Nah I got it, I'm highly trained to be a body guard, if that's what you need then I'ma do it!" "Like I told you my loyalty lye with you, as long as yours lye's with me."
187(shaking Lyric hands before giving Shayla a hug): "Shayla your in good hands, I trust this girl with my own life, I'll go get your clothes ahijada." Lyric(now cooking): "Are you hungry?" Shayla(with her head down): "No, but I know I need to eat so if you don't mind I would love for you to cook enough for me as well?" Lyric smirked she could tell by the way Shayla spoke she went to a prep school with a whole bunch of people who didn't look like her. Lyric knew she had to work on her social skills to deal with Shayla. Lyric looked at Shayla's face for the first time. Her eyes was swollen from all the crying, but they sparkled in the sunlight, the hazel green blended all to well with her golden skin and naturally curled hair. It was like God scuplted her out of gold or bronze. Lyric couldn't help but to follow Shayla's curves down to her thick thighs. Lyric was mesmerized by Shayla's beauty, and the pain that brewed in her soul turned Lyric on to the point of no return. Lyric(snapping out of her daze and clearling her throat): "No problem ma, I got you." Shayla(with her head still down): "Thank you." Shayla walked back into the room as 187 started to bring her bags in from his car. Shayla laid down as 187 put all her stuff away for her. 187(before leaving to go do daily duties): " Listen ahijada(Goddaughter) I promise you I will find who did this to you and they will pay!" Shayla(looking into 187 eyes): "Making them die slowly please. 187 stood there for a moment because he knew this had broke the innocence of his babygirl. He knew she would never be the same
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~THE FUNERAL~
Shayla managed to drag herself out of bed and find her some clothes. She walked into the bathroom and took a hot shower. Once out she wiped the steam from the mirror in for the first time in a long time she seen her face. She pushed at the puffy part underneath her eyes, and then brushed her teeth and pulled her curly hair up into a tight bun that sat on the top of her her. She brushed and slicked down her edges so it looked like she actually tried to do something with her head. She slipped on a dark voilet dress that stopped at her knees and flurted out with shoes to match and a navy blue belt because those were her parents favorite colors and they loved to see her wear the two. Shayla threw on her pearl neclace and earrings her father bought her on her 16th birthday. She stared at her self in the mirror and burst into tears. Lyric came around the corner in her black midnight shawl Armani tuxedo. Shayla saw Lyric tuxedo and immediately put her head down. Lyric(leaning on the frame of the bathroom door): " You ready?" Shayla(taking a deep breathe): " No, but it has to be done, It's crazy I just knew that I would be barring my parents one at a time after they were old and wrinkle, with all of their grandkids to hold me up, but that wasn't God's plan I guess I'll to learn how to hold myself up." Shayla(taking Lyric's arm after throwing on her sunglasses, she put her head down): " Doubt 187 will be at the funeral, he hates goodbyes, so if you don't mind sitting beside me, your the only one I trust right now." Lyric(touch Shalya's hand the gripped her arm firmly): "I planned on it, I gotta stay close beside you, never know who would be dar."
Moments lately Shayla was stepping out the car to be swarmed by press. Trying to get a scoop of the hottest Murder in town. Lyric held Shayla hand tightly as she pushed through the crowd of reporters. Shayla kept her head down in disblief as she allowed Lyric to take her threw the crowd of people screaming at her " Who killed your parents?" "was Matio the leader of the Cartel?" But it was one question that made her stop in her tracks at the top of the stairs. One reported screamed out " Shayla did you kill your parents?" Shayla(Turned to face the reporters and snatched off her glasses revieling her swollen eys from crying for weeks.): "You people are sick!" "My parents are laying in there dead!" "I can never feel their warm embrace again!" the crowed grew silient. she continued: " I can't hear them say my name or kiss my cheeks or say they love me and they're proud of me and you sick mother fuckas got the nerve to ask me if I killed them!" "I hope God bless you all and to the person who killed my family, I hope you rote in the pit of hell!" Shayla threw her glasses on and took Lyric by the arm again as she walked into the church to it being jammed pack with people that had respected her father in life.
Shayla felt safe amongs those people as she walked up to the front row to her seat. They stood up as a sign of respect and sorrow for Shayla's tourmented hearted. Although Shayla felt safe Lyric felt on edge. Something felt off as they sat in the seat Lyric looked around and saw all the sad faces and felt sick to her stomach. They way they stood and looked as if all of them had something to do with it. Lyric did her research have of the people in that room was scared of Matio and was probably happy he was gone. In front of them was a huge casket that laid both of her parents side by side the people who handled Shayla's parents body did a beautiful job. 187 had a casket specially made to fit both of her parents. The pastor callled Shayla to the stage to give an eulogy for her parents. Shayla held Lyric hand as she stood up and lead her to the stage with her. Shayla(clearling her throat and spoke with a quiver in her voice): " Alot of you guys respected my father and adored my mother,(clearing her throat again try to hold back the tears) But I loved them dearly it was more than respect with me, It was so much love and care there and to see them now laying here in the casket (stopping try to get it out) well im hurt and Im filled with so much hurt and anger and I need you guys to pray for me, I know my mama would want me to forgive the man who did this but I cant." "They took everything from me!" "My dad was such a man, such a beautiful person and when he smiled at me it made all my troubles go away and the my mother hugs made me feel a live, such a beautiful person both of them." Shayla(breaking down from glancing at her parents body laying still in a box): " Mama, Papa I need you please gt up, I cant do this alone." Lyric stepped over to her and took her into her arms. Shayla(Screaming to the top of her lungs): Wake up ma, pa please wake up." Everybody in the room burst into tears at Shayla's screams.
Her body fell out in Lyrics arms. Lyric scooped her off her feet to carry her back to their seat. The pastor came back on stage tears in his eyes as Shayla's moulfed screams filled his ears. He could barely speak as he felt all of her pain in his heart. He told everyone to bow they head as he prayed for the safe crossing for Shayla's parents and for God to plant the seed of forgiveness in Shayla's heart. After the service they went to put Shayla's parents in the ground and she couldn't control herself as she watched her parents be put away forever. Lyric held her tight as she watched their surroundings. She notice a black SUV bend the corner fast. she watched a dude come out the window with an AR 16. Lyric threw Shayla to the ground and started busting her 9. The crowed screamed hitting the floor as the shots ringed out. It seemed that Lyric was the only one that was packing her heat cause she was the only one shooting back. She hit the two people in the back of the car with the AR. She shot out one of the car tired which caused the car to flip. The car flipped at least three times before landing on its back. Lyric turned to check on Shayla who was laying in a ball on the ground. Lyric: "Shay! are you okay?" Shayla(touching on her body for blood): " Yes, I'm not hit!" Lyric stood to her feet while everybody checked on the people who did get hit. She walked over to the flipped truck. Lyric(bending down being careful not to touch anything pointing the gun at the guy with a mouth full of blood and glass): "Who sent you?" The guy tired to talk but couldn't get one word out. With every breathe he was inhaling glasses and it cut at his lungs. Lyric(smiling): "Aww your in pain huh?" "Did glass go down your throat?" Lyric was finding the mans suffering amusing until she heard the police siren in the distance.
Lyric(running back over to Shayla): "We gotta go, they cant tell me shit. Lyric helped Shayla on to her feet and the two ran to Lyric's car and burnt out once away from the graveyard Lyric started driving normal. Shayla was in shocked who would do this. Was killing them not enough? Didn't they kill her enough already? Her mind had a million questions with no answers. She wanted to cry but not another tear would drop. She was had so much anger inside her at this point. The car ride was quiet in the way back home. Lyric's mind was tossing and turning trying figure out what was the issue with Shayla? Why did they want her dead to? Its obvious she didn't see his face or dude would have been got it. Lyric knew this was something deeper, they went to the extreme to get at a 17year old girl. Lyric pulled into the driveway and helped Shayla out the car and into the house. Shayla went into her bedroom while Lyric sat on the couch in deep thought on who and why? Shayla laid in her bed puzzled by the events she wanted to cry but her tears was dry and she had to much anger to cry. Lyric came into the room to check on her. Lyric: "You okay, I know your not good but... umm..." Lyric wasn't use to caring for anybody but Rhylie so she was really lost for words in this situation. Shayla(without looking up): "I'll be fine hopefully I just need to be held, I just want my dad and I can't have him." Lyric walked over and kicked off her shoes and laid beside Shayla. She snuggled up against her and wrapped her arms around Shayla, and like magic Shayla felt safe. Usually Shayla would have never let any one hold her but Lyric made her feel as safe as her father did before he passed and it was something bout Lyric that drew her in like a moth to a flame.
