Chapter 18 (Lea)

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Me, Mahogany, and Antwan left the hospital

together. Antwan wasn't speaking to either of

us as he sped home like a mad man. I held on

for my life as he cut corners and ran red lights.

We made it to the house by dusk. My feet

hurt so badly and I couldn't wait to go to bed. I

deserved a good rest after all this.

    Deep down inside, I hoped like hell that the

bitch would be completely dead by noon. I had

come to the realization that the arsenic bullshit

wasn't working fast enough. The bitch should

of been dead already. I mean I studied and

researched this shit to a T. I don't mean to

sound so fucked up, but acoma just wasn't

good enough. Bitch needed to die already!

    As soon as we got in the house, the real

nightmare began. Antwan had became a

psychopath. He had locked the door behind

him before pulling a gun from his back pocket.

My heart raced. Mahogany and I were terrified.

He must of known what I had done as he

pointed at me first. "Y'all bitches sit down!" He

demanded. Then he pointed the gun at

Mahogany who was perfectly innocent. "Which

one of you bitches did this shit?!" He

questioned fiercely. " We didn't do anything!" I

said attempting to defend myself. He shot a

bullet that flew past my ear. "I got good aim!

Bitch don't play with me!" He warned. His

upper lip was sweaty. Then he snatched the

diamond necklace from my neck. "You think I

don't know my wife's shit when Im the

muthafucka who pays for it?!?!" He yelled. You

jealous bitches think I'm game goofy?!?! Get all

your shit!" He demanded while waving his gun.

"Hurry yo asses up!" He yelled. "We going on a

ride!" He finished.

We did as we were told, but were both crying

by now. I could see Mahogany was terrified for

her life probably more than I was. "Twan. I'd

never do anything to hurt T. You know that."

She cried. "Shut up lyin ass hoe!" He spat. "You

bitches always been jealous of Tierra!" He

finished. "It's not me." She said. "It's this bitch

that's always had an issue with T. It's obvious."

She shot while putting the spot light on me.

"Hand up y'all phones." He told us with the

gun still pointed in our direction. "Alright let's

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