Roc

We in her old room sitting on the bed. She looks hella spaced out. "Dee, you good?" I ask. "No... I had this dream." she says. "What dream?" I ask. "My parents fucked then Yall killed Royal." she says. "That wasn't no dream." I say. She jumps. "Oh my God." she panics. "I'm just playin. He ain't too far from death tho. Yo daddy waiting on me and yeah, they was fuckin forreal." I say. She gasps. "Oh my God." she says, hyperventilating. I pull her in my arms. She starts crying hard in my chest. Mane, I hate to see Dee cry. Shit, always have. "Dee, calm down." I say.  "Please don't kill him. I mean, he was hella wrong but I don't want him dead." she says. "So, you choosing that mothafucka over me, yourself, your daddy, and our son? For real, Dee?" I ask. "No... I just. I don't know, ok? It ain't worth it. I don't want it on my heart." she says. I blow. "Okay mane. Whatever. Get yo fuckin head together cause you pissing me off." I say.  I get up and walk out, slamming the door behind me. Dee don't know what the hell she want.

I'm sitting in Mr. Santos' man cave getting ready to tell him about Dee. "Mr. Santos." I say. "Yes?" he asks. "Dee don't want him dead no more." I say. His eyebrows raise.

"The fuck you mean? He's dying because he put his hands on my blood and I'm not going to be disrespected by that mothafucka. I fuckin' trusted him with my princess and he hurt her. Hell no. He's a dead ass nigga, end of discussion." he says.

Well, damn.

"Yeah, I feel you but I ain't tryin' to hurt her mane." I say. "You love my daughter, huh?" he asks. "Like a mothafucka." I say. He lights a blunt and hits it. "Yeah, I bet. She so wrapped up on him. He dead tho." he says. "Damn. I want the nigga dead too but I don't wanna hurt her."  I say. "Fuck it. She'll be fine." he says.

"Daddy, please don't."I hear her say. We look towards the door. She standing there looking at us, tears slowly rolling down her face. "DeErra, you know how it goes." he says.  "But daddy. Just give him one more chance. I don't want him dead." she says. He rolls his eyes. "You know damn well I'm not a second chance kind of guy." he says.  "Mommy!" she screams.

Her mom walks in.  "Dee, why the hell you screaming like you two?" she snaps.  "Daddy gon kill Royal but I don't want him to." she says. Her mom looks at us. "Why?" She asks.  "Muufucka hit my son and stabbed me in my neck." I say. "Nobody's gonna touch my blood and live. Forget about him, he's done." Mr. Santos says.

"Oh hell naw, ain't nan mothafucka finna hurt mine. After our issues in the past, baby girl, I'll kill him my damn self before I let you get hurt again." She says.

Mr. Santos wraps his arms around Mrs. Santos. "Well, there you have it." he says, then kisses her.  Dee glares at us. "Yall always gotta solve shit with guns. Uuugh yall pissed me off!" she screams, then runs out.

"Who the fuck... Whoowee, Pedro, get her lil mixed ass before I do. I don't give a shit about her big balloon booty having ass being grown, the fuck!" Ms. Sierra goes off.

I grin. Shit, I'm the reason that big balloon booty spreaded llike that in the first place. I wanna just grip it and shit... Damn.

"Calm down. You know how she is. Don't act surprised." Mr. Santos says.

Gunshots cut their argument off. "What the fuck?" He growls. Shit! He starts pulling hidden automatics out from under and above stuff and handing them to us.

"I promise to God, my door was not locked for my own protection." he says. We ease up the stairs and start busting at bout six masked niggas in all black.  Who the fuck do break ins in the day time?

I ease up behind this nigga kneeled behind the stairs. Dumb ass. I shoot him in his head then run up the stairs. I shoot at this fat nigga. Damn, I missed his big greedy ass. He starts shooting back. I jump back and shoot him in his stomach. He falls over groaning. I shoot him between the eyes. R.I.P. Big beefy bitch.

"Roc!" Mr. Santos yells.  I rush down the stairs. He's sitting at the table with Ms. Sierra on his lap looking hurt and sad as fuck. They look like somebody died.

"What's up?" I ask. "I have to kill her." he says. "Kill who?" I ask. "Our only daughter betrayed us." Ms. Sierra says. I raise my eyebrow. "The fuck yall talkin about?" I ask. "He's gone and she's gone. These mothafuckas bursted in after she got upset and left. I have to kill her." he says. I stare at them then walk out. I sit on the couch and run my fingers through my hair. Damn... This shit stinging. I can't believe her. Gotdamn.

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