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er done any shit like this before.
I walked up to the front door and of course when I went to turn the knob, it was locked. Shit! I couldn’t knock on the door or anything because I wanted to catch Mark’s grimy ass off guard. I reached inside of my hair and pulled out a hair pin and I tried so desperately to pick the lock. I didn’t know if this shit was going to work, but I was damn sure about to find out. Damn near five minutes later, the door opened and I was able to look ahead and I saw Shard sitting on the couch with the controller in his hands. I didn’t see Mark so I silently crept to the right and stood behind the wall, just to see what was going to transpire.
I stood there and beads of sweat kept forming on my forehead because I was so fuckin’ scared. A minute later, I saw Mark come from a room and I watched as he went to take a sip of whatever it was that it had in his cup. I pulled the gun out and took the safety off, just in case. After he sat the cup back, he stood up and walked behind the couch where Rashard was. Shard was so into the game that he literally wasn’t paying this man any attention. I watched as Mark reached inside of his waist and pulled out a gun, similar to the one that I had.
I got from out of the corner that I was in and I aimed my gun at him as soon as he aimed his gun to the back of Rashard’s head.
POW! POW! POW! POW! TAT! TAT! TAT! TAT!
I don’t know what he fuck came over me but when I saw him about to shoot my man, I just lost my fuckin’ mind. I watched as his body dropped to the floor like a sack of potatoes.
“What the fuck?” Rashard screamed and pulled out his gun and aimed it my way but stopped when he realized that it was me.
“Imani! What the fuck did you do?” he asked, walking over to where Mark was laid on dead with multiple bullet holes to his body.
“Rashard look in his hand! He was about to kill you!” I said, running over to him.
Rashard looked down at Mark and saw the gun still in his hands and shook his head. I walked over to the radio and turned it off.
“I can’t believe this shit! Everything I done did for this nigga and he gon’ fuckin’ try to kill me! What the fuck did I do to make a mothafucka’ want to turn on me?” Shard screamed and I could look and see by how watery his eyes were that he was pissed off.
I went into the room that I saw Mark come from out of and boy was I in for the surprise of my life once I saw what was in his room.
“Shard come look at this shit!” I yelled out.
Rashard came into the room and he looked just how I did once I saw his room. On his wall were all types of pictures of myself. He even had nude pictures of me in his room. Nude pictures that I would send to Rashard. This man was really obsessed with me and he was fuckin’ crazy.
“That nigga must have taken that shit from out of my phone because you know I wouldn’t send that shit to no fuckin’ body” Rashard said, referring to the nude pictures of me on his wall.
“Shard I just want you to know that all I want is what’s best for you. I kept telling you about Mark but every time I would say something, you would just downplay the situation. I could tell the way that the nigga used to stare at me that he was up to no good,” I confessed.
Shard pulled me closer to him and wrapped his arms around my waist. “I never thought that I would see the day that my girl would have to catch her first body over a nigga. You just proved to me that not only do you love me, but if pushed, you gon’ stay down for me. If it wasn’t for you Imani, I would be laid out dead right now because Lord knows I didn’t see it coming that my cousin would pull a ho move and shoot me in the back of my head. With that being said,” I watched as Rashard got down on one knee and I looked at him with wide eyes.
“Imani, I don’t have the ring on me right now because I didn’t expect for my girl to come in here busting my damn gun at niggas. But I promise to God, tomorrow morning that I will take you to get the biggest fuckin’ rock in the damn store. I’m not just doing this because of what you just did, I’m doing this because I would be a fool not to. So Imani Taylor Jones, will you please marry me?” he asked and I was crying tears of joy when he finished.
“Of course I’ll marry you Rashard!” I yelled, jumping up and down.
After we finished kissing, I pulled apart and looked up at him. “Please make good on your word because I want the biggest, most expensive ring in the damn place,” I told him and he laughed.
“You already know I got you li’l one. Go ahead and head home while I call somebody to clean this shit up,” he said and I nodded my head and kissed him on his lips on more time. We both walked out of the room, and we heard a familiar voice.
“Mark, why you got your damn door unlocked for somebody to just walk in here and try to kill your ass? Oh my God! Mark! What the fuck?!” Quanie screamed, walking over to Mark and realizing that that nigga was dead.
“Bitch where the fuck have you been?” Shard asked, pulling his gun out on Quanie.
“Why the fuck would you kill him? He had nothing to do with me jumping this bitch!” she said, pointing her finger at me.
That was enough for me to hear because I jumped across that couch so fast and started tagging that ass. I owed this bitch a thorough ass whooping. Unlike her, I didn’t need an extra bitch to help me win a fight. I was delivering blows all over her damn body. She was keeping up with me too but eventually, she picked me up and slammed me down hard on my back. I was able to flip myself over and once I had her on his back, I went to stomping her ass out in my fuckin’ four hundred dollar custom made boots.
“Imani, that’s enough,” Rashard said, pulling me back.
I stood behind Rashard and watched as he pulled his gun out and lit her whole body up. Unlike the gun that I had, his didn’t make a sound.
“Imani, go home. I’ll be there in a minute,” Rashard told me and I left this time.
Who would’ve thought that my ass would end up this way? I was being that ride or die bitch that I read about in those urban fiction books that I loved to read so much. Now I saw the real reason why these women went so hard over their men. When you find yourself a good man and you love him more than anything, it’s going to be your job to be his eyes in the back of his head and that’s exactly what I was tonight. I felt good knowing that I was the one that saved Shard tonight. It was crazy because Mark was somebody that Rashard really loved and for him to try to take my man out was fuckin’ crazy. I swear that thing called jealousy really was a mothafucka’.
Chapter 16: Nae
