Psychotic

12

Y/N's POV:

I just froze while Lauren left the car.

I'm so mad.

Not because she's leaving or she tried to put my in line.

I'm mad because she's fucking right.

I've always been so focused on real facts about people and their lives and how many weapons I have but I've never considered how they think.

Damn, what makes things even worse is that Kehlani and Trevor was trying to tell me the same thing but I just never listened.

God, why am I such and idiot? And why did it take Lauren, a girl I kidnapped and not even friends with, to get me to realize that?

Now I have to do research on Brad and maybe even go undercover to get to know him so that I find a way to take him down. And on top of that I have to apologize to Kehlani and earn her trust and respect back.

One is more hard than the other, Kehlani is extremely stubborn. It's hard for her to Forgive AND forget, I honestly don't know why, it's probably to prove a point or something.

Jeez, I should've listened to Kehlani in the beginning.

I'll worry about all that as soon as i get home, but lemme leave before Lauren's henchmen find out I kidnapped her.

Based on what Lauren told me they are like a family and very protective which means I just might die if they find out it's me.

Imma start making calls on the way home.

I was about to turn on the engine of my car before I noticed a short, curly haired, woman walking towards my car. I didn't think anything of it until she pulled out a gun from her robe.

"Oh shit!" I whispered yelled before turning on the engine and putting my car in reverse, not caring to wait for the engine to heat up. 

I immediately went into reverse but it was two late. 

The woman rose up her gun, shot my front two tires and shot into the front window. 

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" I yelled swiping the glass off my clothes and face. 

Dammit I was bleeding all over, fucking glass stabbed the side of my face, scratched my arms, and stabbed into my right thigh.

"FUCKING BITCH!!" I yelled walking out the car, limping due to the glass. 

I went under the drivers seat and pulled out my Uzi pro that was already loaded. 

I held up my Uzi and aimed it at the Spanish girl that was still walking up to me. 

When she noticed my gun she looked scared and hesitated a little but it was quickly covered by anger and determination. 

"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITCHU?! MY FUCKING CAR IS RUINED CAUSE YO STUPID ASS!" I yelled, trying my best to ignore the pain. 

"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?! YOU KIDNAPPED MY BEST FRIEND AND BOSS THEN EXPECT TO JUST LEAVE?!" The girl yelled. 

"Ain't nothin wrong wit ha! She not hurt or nothin! You lucky there's people after me cause I swear on my grandmother's mac and cheese I would blow up this whole joint and make you pay for my car!" I yelled and little less angry since she did have a point. 

Next thing I know another woman, but this time she black, pulls up next to her with a gun too.

"YOU MESSED WITH THE WRONG FUCKING PEOPLE!" The black girl yelled.