She laughs and even snorts a little.

"Aight Ms. Piggy, are you coming?"

"Sure Kermit"

"Okay, I'm walking so I'll be there in like fifteen minutes"

"Be careful babe, why the fuck you walkin round this late"

"I didn't feel like driving today"

"Didn't feel like driving my ass, don't get shot up"

"Don't plan on it, see you soon"

"See you"

As soon as I hang up I feel myself being slammed up against a building. Caught off guard, the girl knees me in my left side. I slightly wince and bite on my lip when something sharp cuts me through my jeans. I push her off me and send a right hook to her jaw, move over Mayweather. I lock my arm around her head and bring her face down to my knee, she brings her hands to my waist and attempts to drag me to the ground with her.

"Who the fuck is you and what's your problem?" I ask

I kick her hard in her leg and watch as she groans and holds her body. Grabbing onto her hoodie, I bring her up and throw her against the tree. As I'm moving towards her for another hit, she pulls out a gun and aims it at me. I stop in my tracks and throw my hands up.

"What's good?" I ask

"I'm taking you out tonight Jauregui" She says

"Research. That's cute sweetie" I smile

"Let's take a trip down memory lane, what caused your weak ass ambush?" I add

"I work for Fonzi and you killed my brother, you piece of shit" She scoffs

(A/N: I had to change it cause King was just far TOO C H E E S Y)

I analyze the way she's holding the gun and how tight her grip is. I look up to her eyes and smirk, she's not shooting that gun. I drop my arms and walk until the gun is pressed against my forehead.

"Shoot this piece of shit then" I taunt

She clenches her jaw and I reach into my pocket for my black gloves, once they're on I place my hand on the gun.

"Unlike OJ, I don't forget my gloves bitch. Shoot me or I shoot you, I'm right here. I'm not scared of a bullet so shoot your shot, literally" I say

A familiar car stops up the road and I grin when Bryson exits the car. He quickly but quietly walks up behind her and gives me a look, I nod my head and he pulls her back. I move the gun from my head and point it towards the sky, the gun fires and I snatch it from her.

I aim it at her as she struggles to break free of Bryson's grip. I stare at the gun for a few seconds and my demeanor softens. Gosh I can't stand this.

"You get to be with your brother now" I mumble

I shoot her leg and Bryson let's her fall, I fire a bullet into her neck and her body goes completely limp. I drop the gun and lean against the tree, taking a few deep breaths.

"You good?" Bryson asks

He comes closer to me and rubs small circles on my back. I nod my head and he gives my shoulder a squeeze.

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