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  Copyright © 2020 Caleigh Blue

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  The characters and events portrayed in this book are fictitious. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author.

  No part of this book may be reproduced, or stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without express written permission of the publisher.

  ISBN-13: 9781234567890

  ISBN-10: 1477123456

  Cover design by: Art Painter

  Library of Congress Control Number: 2018675309

  Printed in the United States of America

  This book is dedicated to Vallejo, Ca

  Contents

  Copyright

  Dedication

  Miycah & Reyah

  Miycah

  Trey

  Tia

  Chapter Two

  Reyah

  Kels

  Miycah

  Saucy

  Chapter Three

  Dre’

  Miycah

  Saucy

  Miycah

  Reyah

  Tia

  Dre’

  Reyah

  Tia

  Chapter Four

  Dre’

  Chapter Five

  Saucy

  Trey

  Chapter Six

  Tia

  Granny

  Reyah

  Chapter Seven

  Miycah

  Dre’

  Jonathan

  Chapter Eight

  Tia

  Miycah

  Granny

  Chapter Nine

  Reyah

  Nelly

  Miycah

  Chapter Ten

  Nelly

  Johnathan

  The Meeting

  Two Years Later

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  Author Caleigh Blue

  Miycah & Reyah

  Chapter One

  Miycah

  Awe, fuck naw! When I rolled up in front of Brittany’s house, the boys swarmed around that shit like a hive of bees. I got out of the car, running toward the house, trying to see if Reyah was okay or if she did anything stupid. When she was in sight, I saw they had her handcuffed. She looked back before getting in the car, and she saw me. Her eyeballs became big as golf balls and looked like they were about to pop out the socket when she saw I was standing there. She knew her ass was caught the fuck up. I tried to walk past the yellow tape that surrounded the house.

  “Sir, you can’t be here. This is a crime scene” the officer spoke.

  “Can you tell, me what happened?” I asked.

  “There has been a murder, but we have the suspects in custody,” he responded

  “How do you know you have the suspects?” I asked.

  “Someone called it in; said there were three people with guns, going into this very house, and we found these three women coming out. Look, sir, you can’t be here right now,” he explained.

  I walked back towards the car, pissed as fuck. Somebody set they asses up. No one knew they were coming here. I’m sure of that. When I jumped behind the driver’s seat, Saucy looked spooked.

  “I saw her in the back of the police car. T.T and Kels was arrested too. What they do nigga?” Saucy asked.

  “This was a setup and I ’m sure that Trey nigga is behind this, but who knew they were coming here? Fuck! I know they’re going to take her to the county jail. They will be in there all weekend and won’t stand before the judge until Monday morning. I need to look her dad up and see him. I needed to let him know what’s going on. Maybe, he could help me with this fucked up situation.” I told.

  I pulled my phone out and stuck the keys in the ignition. I couldn’t even explain, how hot I was at Reyah’s ass. Not just for putting her ass in this situation while she was carrying my child but dragging Kels and T.T. into her bull shit too.

  Trey

  I had Reyah right where I wanted her; in police custody, shit, meaning, she was in the palm of my hands. I had police, from here to Alaska. They would do whatever I wanted, and for the right price, rather it is kill, steal, or set a bitch up. When I traveled, not only did I stand for murderers in court. I stood for dirty ass cops too. Over the years, it became a scratch my back, I’ll scratch yours type of thing. Sometimes, when they did illegal drug busts, I was in on that shit. We would take the weight and get it off for a cool profit. Shit, it was more money in my damn pockets and my bank account was something thick.

  The whole damn thing was a setup from my end. I had connections all over the fucking planet, and I’d been watching Reyah for weeks now. I even had that nigga Maurice working under me. His big ass couldn’t resist when I came at him with an offer for twenty g’s. When Brittany wasn’t in the club, I had his ass watching Reyah on the under, and when she snuck in the club this morning, he got a peek of what was on the paper that she took from ole boy’s office. It was Brittany’s info on her application.

  Brittany recently slipped up when she was feeling herself too hard, and told me, how Reyah came at her in the club. Reyah confronted Brittany about burning her house down. Reyah told her, she knew about the lipstick that Brittany dumped in the garbage can, in front of the police station also. Brittany never told me, exactly what she told the boys, but she just said, she was trying to get Reyah put away for life.

  Like I said before, Reyah was my kill. When this dumb hoe told me that she went to the police, I knew I had to hurry up and get rid of her careless ass, but not before she gave me Miycah’s address. If shit hits the fan, and she decided to go to one of those by the book officers that weren’t on my payroll, it was a wrap. I fucked her good, one last time, and I made sure, it was one of those awesome, unforgettable episodes too. I told her, I wanted to be in total control, so she let me bound her hands together with some thin rope. What a dumb bitch. She didn’t even know me like that, letting me tie her dumb ass up and shit.

  I got between her legs, and I dug all in that pussy like I recently paroled from prison for doing a dime.

  “Don’t move. Let me get some ice because I’m not don’t with your ass yet,” I said.

  She just laid there, smiling, showing her gold grill in the bottom front of her mouth.

  When I came back, I had a bowl of ice and a nice blade for that ass. I grabbed a big ass plastic bowl from her cabinet and put the blade in the bottom of it, then I covered it with ice. I laid beside her on the bed and placed the bowl of ice on her busted ass nightstand. I kissed her on the lips and said, close your eyes for me and her gullible ass did it.

  This girl was to easy. Once her eyes closed, I grabbed an ice cube out of the bowl, and started rubbing it over one of her areolas, and then, over the other one. She’s getting turned on again. Then, I rubbed the ice from the middle of her chest, down to her pussy, and the bitch was moaning like she was about to cum.

  “Do you like that, you little nasty bitch?” I asked again.

  When she opened her eyes, a grin grew across my face.

  “Trey, what did you say?” She asked.

  “You have to role play with me. Now, close your eyes, and do not open them again, do you understand?” I asked.

  “Okay, if that’s what you like,” she said.

  Brittany ass did what like I asked and closed her eyes. I reached in the ice bowl, like I was grabbing another ice cube, but reached deep down in the bottom, grabbing my blade.

  “I’m going to ask you again, and you better answer me with your eyes closed. Do you like that? You little dirty bitch,” I said.

  I was on
my knees, between her legs, waiting for her to answer me.

  “Yes, I love it,” she mumbled.

  “That’s what I thought,” I told her.

  I brought the knife as high as I could raise it, and came down, stabbing her in the center of the throat, so she couldn’t scream. My aim was perfect. We couldn’t have the neighbors hear me torture her. When the knife pierced her throat, I left it sitting there, still inside her, and I grabbed her arms and held them down.

  When she opened her eyes, she had the look of fear, and the bitch knew, she’d misjudged me. Her mouth was now open, but nothing came out, except gurgling noises, along with blood. I leaned do in my mouth, and it caused me to become aroused. When I released the bite and sat up, I pulled the knife out her throat and blood squirted everywhere. I swiped the blade across her face, having fun, slicing the shit out of her ass while I laughed.

  Finally, she stopped breathing. My dick was so hard. I could not help myself. I fucked that dead bitch, once more again. When I got my nut off, I laid next to her on the bloody sheets, puffing on a freshly lit Newport. The next morning, before the sun came up, I awoke and purposely put blood splatter, all over the walls in her room, trying to make it look like a struggle.

  When I followed Reyah to her sister’s house, to her friends, and back to Brittany’s, I knew those bitches were up to no good, carrying bags and shit. They were even smoking weed. I’ve never seen that bitch smoke.

  Maurice informed me, the bitch snuck into ole boy’s club, broke into his office, and pulled Brittany’s application. He even told me, Miycah was looking for Reyah, because he thought that she was about to do something to Brittany. This shit was going to work out perfectly.

  I already had some of my people on stand-by. They weren’t far away from Brittany’s house at all. When these bitches walked in the dead homies house, I called in the dirty rollers. told them to make it quick. Then, I dipped off. Now, that bitch Reyah was all mine, and I was about to have my way with her ass. Instead of killing her right away,

  I thought, “why not have some fun with her?”

  Tia

  Trey rented a house and said, we were going to be here, longer than planned. I’m not even going to lie; the house was nice as fuck. It was a three-story, five-bedroom house, out by the shore. All the windows were huge in the house, and the huge windows had Plantation blinds on them. There was a loft at the very top of the stairs, and he would always keep the door to it locked. There was a padlock on it, and he kept the keys on his hips in the day, and at night, this crazy muthafucka kept those keys on a chain, around his neck. He would sometimes spend all day in that bitch.

  I would ask him, what he was doing in there.

  “Don’t even trip. I’m getting things together for Reyah. She will be joining us soon,” he would say.

  I’d become afraid of him. He was so infatuated, and so amused with the fact of keeping Reyah as a sex slave. He stayed talking about torturing her and eventually killing her. He came to a point; he didn’t give a fuck. He would do whatever to those around him, just to get to her, and this crazy-ass nigga didn’t lose any sleep behind it.

  Every chance I got, I was still going to sneak to see Dre,’ but only when my face wasn’t beat in. I was getting tired of Trey putting his fucking hands on me, and when he would drink, he would talk about Reyah, non-stop, and what he would do to her.

  There would even be drunken nights that he carelessly fucked me, and it was like fucking a maniac. I was tired of his shit and was really having second thoughts about this whole thing with Reyah. I thought about the situation and knew the shit wasn’t right.

  I wanted to see Dre’ today. My uncle, the psycho, Trey had left the night before, and I know he was going to Brittany’s house. The muthafucka didn’t even care about my feelings anymore, and when he went to see her.

  “See you when I come back from Brittany’s house, and you better have your ass here,” he would say.

  “Fuck this trifling ass nigga,” I told myself.

  He was fucking Brittany, so I was going to sit on Dre’s lap. I was going to stay there, all night, and come home in the morning. If he called to check on me, I would answer my phone. I just didn’t want my eyes dotted when I saw him again.

  I was so used to popping up on Dre,’ that I no longer called, letting him know I was going to slide through. I didn’t even knock on his front door anymore. I would just walk in. I wanted to surprise him tonight. I hadn’t talked to him in a coup of days because Trey had been breathing down my fucking neck, every time I mentioned leaving. I had my own car now. That asshole was nice enough to buy me a white 2016 Range Rover. He said no rims because it drew too much attention. Drawing attention always got you in fucked up situations.

  When I walked through Dre’s door, without knocking, I felt hella crunchy, because this nigga was fucking the next bitch in the kitchen, where he stayed fucking me. I startled them when I walked through the door, and the bitch just looked at me, smiling.

  “Is she going to join us?” She asked.

  “Hell naw, bitch! Fuck I look like,” I said, and I walked out the door.

  I heard Dre’ call after me, but I acted like I didn’t hear him. I smashed off in my truck, making sure I burned rubber, letting his ass know I was hot. I had been letting this nigga fuck me, and not cover his dick up. He was doing the same thing to that bitch back there. At least, Trey was covering up his dick when he did fuck me. I mean, me and Dre were not together, but I was feeling his ass, and to see him with someone else, shit, it hurt my damn soul. I knew this nigga was too fine, to not have any other bitches. I had my phone in my bra, and I felt it vibrate. I hit the slide button, seeing that I had a text from Dre.’

  I opened it the message even though I did not want to.

  I’m sorry you had to walk in and see that. You know I care about you, but you got a nigga, and I can’t go out like that mommy. When you ready to really fuck with me, then I can leave the rest of these bitches alone, but until then, these bitches will stick around.

  He had some fucking nerve. When I made it home, it was one in the morning, and Trey hadn’t called yet. I didn’t feel like dealing with him or his bullshit anyway, so I crawled my ass in bed, and went to sleep, with hurt feelings and all. That’s what I get.

  I told myself, “fuck all these niggas.”

  Chapter Two

  Reyah

  I couldn’t believe that I was caught up. My dumb ass should’ve thought this shit through. I was shocked when I saw Miycah standing there, watching me, and by the look on his face, I knew he was heated.

  Maurice better hope and pray these muthafuckas don’t let me out because I was sure to fuck up his janky ass. This dump truck couldn’t hold fucking water, obviously. I felt like shit, because I dragged my girls in this bullshit, and it wasn’t fair to them. The situation they were in now, was really fucked up. They had shit going for them, and now, their names would be all over the damn news, and that, I didn’t want for them. Hell, I had shit going for me too when I was teaching, and right about now, I would do anything to be back in a classroom, instead of the back of this fucking cop car. They put Kels and T.T in the same car and put me in one by myself. I thought it was a little strange. When the boys went in the opposite direction of the county jail, I knew there was something strange going on. The car that T.T and Kels were in, was no longer in sight. That shit went in the opposite direction

  “Where the fuck are you taking me?” I asked.

  “Look lady, why don’t you sit back and enjoy the ride because it might just be your last?” Ole boy said.

  “What did you just say to me?”

  “Be quiet!” He yelled and picked up his cell phone.

  “Where the fuck are you taking me?” I asked again.

  He didn’t answer, so he dialed a number.

  “Ruff the other girls up, and then let them go. Tell them to give Miycah a message,” he spoke into the phone.

  The message: She was my girl. When she s
nuck off, you kept her company for a while. Now I’m taking her ass back. I’m going to play with her, and when you see her again, it will be in a casket.

  I thought my heart was about to bust out of my chest when I heard this. Who was playing with my life like this? Then, I thought about Brittany being sliced up, and Saucy being stabbed.

  “So, you’re working for dirty ass, Trey. He really playing with his life, huh? Miycah will catch all of you bitches and fuck every one of you up. Nothing better happen to T.T and Kels. If so, start picking out your plots and colors for your funeral, bitch!” I yelled.

  “Didn’t I tell you to shut the fuck up; talking to boys in blue?” He asked me.

  He pulled into the driveway of a house. It sat on the shore of the bay water. The house had a huge, seven-foot-tall, iron gate around the front and the side. There were other houses in sight, but they were in a distance. Damn it! I was fucked. He pushed a code in, and I tried to peek to see what it was but had no luck. Once we were inside the gate, it closed behind us. The officer got out of the car and opened my door.