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good side.
    “Get off my dick and get on top of this project. You got two days. After that I’ma find ya best vein.”
     

Monday, 1:00 pm
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    Kelsi ain’t the same. He Different. Then again, neither am I.
    -Kenosha
    The gun shook in my hands as I straddled Kelsi while he slept. The barrel aimed at his head. I wanted to squeeze the trigger so badly I felt sweat forming on my upper lip and forehead. I tried to think of one reason I shouldn’t kill him after the way he fucked me last night. Right when I was about to squeeze the trigger, Kelsi moved and saw me over him.
    “Bitch, what you-,”
    I pulled the trigger! Bam! And then I pulled it two more times! Bam! Bam! The sound of the blast scared me and I woke up. Wow, what a fucked up ass dream! The bed was wet with my sweat and Kelsi wasn’t there.
    Sitting up straight on the bed in my panties with my legs folded against my chest, I still can’t get over how disgusting this room is. I walked over to the window to let the New York City air in. Pushing the curtains aside I inhaled the cool breeze and smiled at the slight chill. As I turned around to face the room again, I saw the sun rays light up the dust particles like glitter. This place is beyond filthy.
    I decided that today, I would fulfill my duties and work Kelsi harder to murder Jarvis. I’m tired of him wastin’ time! Even I knew it didn’t take months to murder a mothafucka. If Skully wasn’t so concerned about the sentimental value of having Kelsi kill Jarvis instead of me, he’d be dead already cuz I would’ve done it a long time ago. Shit, I’d kill both of them at the same time!
    Let me tell you a little about me. I assisted Skully, my boyfriend…slash sugar daddy…in murdering Kelsi’s mother. But Kelsi was told by Skully that Jarvis, his mother’s ex-boyfriend from New York did it. And this is all because Jarvis, who happens to be in the drug business with Skully, was stealing from him. I know it gets confusing and sometimes it’s even harder for me to understand. So let me reduce it to laymen terms for all you dumb mothafuckas out there. Skully is paying me twenty thousand dollars to see to it that Kelsi settles his score. And that’s exactly what I intend on doing.
    I was just getting ready to put my clothes on and try to find something to do with myself when my cell phone rang. The moment I flipped open the Razr lid and saw Skully’s number, I felt a slight pang in my right temple. I hated talking to him sometimes because he wanted everything to his way.
    “Hello,” I say, as I pull my hair back in a ponytail while resting the phone on my shoulder.
    “What the fuck’s goin’ on, Kenosha?”
    “Nothin’ yet. He says he’s still following them,” I told him as I cross my legs in front of me and sit back on the headboard which knocks against the wall. I’m getting real sick of the weak headboard shit. “But he seems motivated enough.”
    Skully breathed heavily into the phone and said, “Has he told you anything about when he plans on killing him?”
    Wow. This is a first. Skully is slippin’ because he never discusses matters over the phone. I know now that he’s desperate so I decide to make my offer again.
    “Not really…just that he’s not giving up until he handles his biz. But you know what I think. You should just let me handle it. Just show me Jarvis’s picture and let me slump his ass.”
    “No.”
    I sighed.
    “Encourage him, Kenosha. Get into his head! Remind him that his mother is no longer here cuz of Jarvis.”
    “What you think I been doin’?” I shot back. “Just fuckin’ him?”
    “Bitch, I will strangle you wit’ my bare hands! You hear me?” I Sigh.
    “Kenosha…do you hear me?”
    “Yeah,” I said, as my eyes roll.
    “Now if you push him enough, he’ll make a move. But you gotta work him though.”
    The more and more I work for Skully, the more I’m starting to hate his guts. Don’t get it twisted, he’s paying me good money to be