I had every fuckin intention on killing this bitch right here tonight. I had been planning this shit for months now, and I finally had her ass right in my fuckin basement. I guess I should have did it somewhere else, but I couldn’t think of another spot. I didn’t want no one to know about it except for me and my brother Tony. I told him that I would give him five hundred dollars if he was to help me kidnap her ass. Earlier, I had been parked outside her salon for the longest, waiting for her to come to her car. She finally walked out by herself, which was perfect and I put my plan to motion. I didn’t see anyone else coming from the salon, so that’s when Tony knocked her ass out and threw her in his truck.
We had her tied up in the basement since then. I couldn’t fuckin stand that bitch. In the midst of this hoe being about to die, she was still popping off at the fuckin mouth. I was about to kill her ass right there, until I heard a knock at the door. I closed the door to the basement and went downstairs to see who was at my door. When I got to the door, I saw Otis and his boy Ty standing there.
“Oh shit, oh shit,” I kept repeating.
I couldn’t just fuckin leave and pretend I wasn’t here, because I’m pretty sure he saw me when I moved the blind to look out, and plus my car was parked in the damn driveway. I stood there for a minute and tried to relax, so when I opened the door, I wouldn’t look suspicious. I mean he couldn’t know that I had her, because I haven’t seen Otis in a while, so why would he think that I would have something to do with the disappearance of his wife? Yeah, maybe he didn’t know! He’s probably coming over because he stopped playing and realized that it was me that he wanted to be with all along. I can’t help but think would did he have Ty with him, though. Hmm, maybe he wanted him to be a witness to him professing his love to me. Yeah, that was it. Look at me, getting all nervous for nothing when all he wanted to do was come by and tell me that he loved me.
“Hey Otis, what brings you by?” I asked, opening the door and trying my best not to sound nervous. When I looked into his eyes, it wasn’t love that I saw; it was actually hate at the highest level. Shit, I should have never opened the damn door.
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Otis
Yeah this bitch had her, I said to myself as soon as I saw her face when she opened the door. I could just tell when a bitch was up to something. This bitch was wearing this phony ass smile on her face, which told me that she was hiding something. Not to mention, I saw specks of blood on her shirt, so I knew something was up. I was going to play with her head for a little while. Dumb bitch didn’t even look in the damn mirror to check her damn appearance before she came to the damn door. You could tell this bitch was a rookie at this kidnapping shit. How the fuck you gon’ kidnap somebody and bring them to the very place you rest your head at? You don’t fuckin do that, hell who doesn’t know that! Not saying that I wanted her to take Tisha to an abandoned building or some shit like that, but she just made it that much easier for me with her dumb ass!
“What’s up Marshae, I was just driving through the neighborhood and decided I would pay you a visit since I haven’t seen you in so long,” I said, stepping inside and invading her personal space. A nigga was laying that shit on thick. I was smiling, showing dimples and every fuckin thing. You know, I wanna make the bitch feel like everything is sweet.
“Can you come back tomorrow, right now is not a good time because I have company,” she stuttered. I tried my hardest not to laugh at this bitch.
Yeah this bitch definitely had company alright! Tyrone came in behind me and he closed the door. I just stood there staring at this bitch. I really hated that it had to come to this. I didn’t want to have to kill this bitch, but she touched something that didn’t belong to her, so now the bitch had to die.
“Marshae, let me use your bathroom right quick,” I said, staring her directly in her eyes. I wanted to see if she would let me go or would she come up with a bullshit ass excuse on why I couldn’t use her shit.
“Okay go ahead,” she said trembling. And that’s where she fucked up at!
I walked inside her bathroom and locked the door. I took the gun from out of my waist and made sure I took the safety off of it. I took my phone out of my pocket and prepared to press record.
“Marshae, can you come open the door, I think it’s stuck,” I told her, lying my ass off. I needed to reel this bitch in slowly.
I heard her walk over to the door, and that’s when I pressed record on my phone. She played with the knob and then she said, “Okay, you can open the door now.”
That’s all I needed to hear from her. She just set this whole thing off, thanks to her.
When she opened the door, I told Ty to stay inside of the bathroom with her and he shook his head okay. I walked inside every room to see if I saw Tisha anywhere. When I looked down, I saw it was a door that led to a basement. I’m pretty sure that’s where she was holding Tisha at. I’m also sure that Marshae had someone in there with Tisha too, which is why I never heard Tisha yell for somebody to come help here when I rang the doorbell. I’m pretty sure they had a gun aimed to her head that was keeping her quiet. That’s cool, because when I aim my gun, I don’t aim to scare a motha fucka, I aim to knock a nigga’s head off of his shoulders! I got to the door and pulled my phone from out of my pocket. I put the speaker to the door, and Marshae’s voice came on saying,” Okay you can open the door now.”
I heard someone walking towards the door, and as soon as they twisted the knob, I kicked the door open. I saw a big ugly nigga standing there, and I didn’t even give his ass time to say shit, I just let my fuckin bullets do the fuckin talking. Ain’t no way in hell I was gon’ let that nigga leave when he had a damn gun raised on my girl–not to mention that his ass took part in kidnapping her too.
“Otis!” I heard Tisha scream.
I walked over to Tisha, and it looked as if somebody used her face for a damn punching bag. Her top and bottom lip where busted, and her left eye was a little swollen. I can’t help but to feel like as her nigga, I had felt her. It was a man’s job to protect his girl, and I couldn’t even fuckin do that shit right!
“It’s alright baby, I got you,” I told her, bending down in front of her.
I reached inside my back pocket and pulled out the blade that I kept in there. I cut the rope loose from her hands and feet. I picked her up from off the ground, and as soon as I touched her arm, she screamed out in pain. She scared the fuck out of me when she did that shit, and I almost dropped her ass in the process. I looked at her with panic in my eyes, and she had tears pouring from her face. I could tell that she was in pain, but I didn’t know what it was that was hurting the most. I was trying my best to be as gentle as possible with her.
“Baby it hurts so bad,” she whined, referring to her shoulder.
“I know but baby hold on until we get to the house,” I told her, kissing her forehead.
I held Tisha in my arms, and all I heard from her was lights sniffles as she cried in my ear. Once we made it back into the front of the house, I told Ty that he could come from out of the bathroom with Marshae’s stupid ass.
“Baby would you like to do the honors, or do you want me to handle it?” I asked Tisha.
She didn’t even say anything, she just jumped from out of my arms and took the gun from out of my waist, forgetting about the pain in her shoulder. She went over to Marshae and slapped the shit out of her with the butt of the gun.
“Bitch, did you really think you was gon’ kidnap me and my man wasn’t going to come find me? You stupid bitch!” Tisha screamed, then kicked Marshae right in the mouth. For the first time in my life since I knew Marshae, she didn’t say shit, and that’s a shocker for her because her shit talking ass always had to have the last fuckin word. I looked on and watched as my lady handled her business.
After that, she shot her in the chest three times, and we left her there lying in a pool of blood. I was shocked–don’t get me wrong, I knew Tisha was ‘bout that life, but I just knew for a fact she was going to act like a pussy and pass me the gun so that I could empty the clip, but boy did she fool me! I’m going to remind myself to be on my P’s and Q’s around Tisha because her ass don’t fuck around when it comes to her aim. She gave that bitch a perfect shot between her eyes and let the whole clip off in her chest. Shit!