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"I ASKED YOU NOT TO GET INVOLVED! I'M TELLING YOU FOR A REASON LUNA!" My uncle yelled at me while I sat there looking at him with a blank face.

"Then what's the fucking reason? Huh, why is it so important for me not to do anything?"

"I'm trying to protect you, Luna. I don't want you getting hurt. My brother is gone and not coming back. You're the only thing I have left of him." He tried to sympathize.

"I can handle myself perfectly fine. I did more than you in three months. THREE MONTHS!"

"Because I don't just want to find out one thing and retaliate off of that. You have to play it smart and use your head."

"I'm not stupid, okay. I know what I'm doing."

"Then how did I find out?"

"I know East snitching ass told you." I said making him laugh. "He can't hold water for shit."

"Now Lu, please stop. Just let me handle it. I don't know what I'll do if anything happened to you."

"I'll try." I told him honestly. I didn't want to sugarcoat anything and lie. Because he would find out and then that will make things worst.

"Thank you." He took a deep breath staring at me. "You can go now."

I scoffed. "I can't stand you."

"Then sit down."

"Bye." I flipped him off running out the room.

"I'm going to beat yo ass." He yelled making me laugh. I walked into his kitchen going to the fridge.

"You always in the damn kitchen." I turned seeing my cousin Lola. I yelled jumping on her making us fall to the floor.

"I missed you." She didn't say anything making me look at her. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was open. I flicked her lips making her laugh. "You play too much."

"Your fat ass knocked the breath out of me. I missed you too though."

"What you been up to?" I haven't seen her months due to myself shutting them out.

"How about we get off the ground first. You're heavy."

I laughed getting up. "I'm not."

"If that's what you think. But to answer your question, I've been tired. The hospital is kicking my ass."

"Maybe take some days off. You look pretty tired." I suggested.

"I might but how are you?" She gave me a sympathetic look.

"Please don't look at me like that. I'm doing the best I can at the moment."

"If you need anything you know I'm here. I don't like seeing you sad and you always push us away. We just want to help."

"I hear you, Lo. I'll try harder for you." I smiled at her. "I'm about to get out of here."

"Okay."

"What's wrong with your neck and why you looking like that?" I frowned as she moved her neck to the side. A pair of arms came from behind and put me into a headlock.

"What I tell you?" My uncle asked.

"Gabriel get off me." I whined as I tried to wiggle out his embrace.

"Uncle Gabe." He corrected.

"Dad get off of her." Lola punched him in the stomach making him quickly let go and doubled over in pain.

"You're supposed to be on your daddy's side." He groaned.

"Luna's my baby."

"This is exactly why I wanted a boy but got stuck with yo ass."

"Wow, I don't like you." She mushed his head walking off.

I shook my head. "Okay, I'm leaving. Love you guys."

"Love you too." I left out locking the bottom lock, getting into my car. I pulled off heading to East house. His house wasn't that far, so it only took 20 minutes. I removed my seatbelt exiting the car. I jogged to his door banging on it.

"Who is it?" He yelled. I didn't answer making him yell it again getting mad. His ass really needs a peephole. After a minute he snatched the door open receiving a punch to the throat from me.

"Never open the door like that. I could've taken your life that easily."

"Man what the fuck." He coughed.

"Also that was for snitching. I'm supposed to be your bestfriend and you tell on me to my uncle." I said walking into his kitchen grabbing a Snapple.

"Get out my kitchen and it wasn't like that. Have you seen your uncle, he threatens to beat my ass if I didn't tell him what happened. He already knew you had something to do with it."

"Whatever." I rolled my eyes sitting down.

"Don't whatever me, Luna. Maybe you should take a step back from this. I don't want to lose you, man."

"Oh really? But a few days ago you were telling me that I should. Why the change?"

"Because I'm seeing how dangerous shit is getting. Maybe just focus on school for the moment." He suggested.

"Okay." I simply said drinking some of the Snapple.

He looked confused. "That's it?"

"No, you dumbass! I'm not going to listen to you, I'm going to do what I want. You need to stop being pussy."

"Ain't nobody being pussy. I'm just looking out for you." He mugged me.

"Well don't and the next time Gabe asks you something you better not say shit."

"Aye man watch who the fuck you talking to." He stood up over me grabbing my neck.

"East." I faked moaned biting my lip. "You know I like that."

"You hell man." He laughed letting go.

I loved messing with him. "Can I get some dick?"

"Get out of my house."

"I'm just kidding. But seriously, the next time don't rat me out."

"Okay, I got you bitch." His voice went up trying to imitate a girl.

I burst out laughing. "Don't ever do that again."

I sat in the restaurant sipping my drink. There was a group full of guys sitting in a booth being extremely loud. One of them stood out the most to me. He had Caramel skin, plump lips, and tattoos everywhere. He was quite the eye-catcher.

I paid and got up to leave when he stood up as well with a drink in his hand not paying attention. I tried speed walking past him but that only made us collide together. The drink only wasted on him though.

"Oh my goodness, I am so sorry." I panic trying to find napkins.

"Nah, it's my fault I wasn't paying attention." He grabbed my hand.

"Are you sure?"

He smiled showing his pearly whites. "Yeah, I didn't like this shirt anyway."

"Okay, I'm sorry again." I nervously laughed walking away.

"Wait hold up." He jogged outside. "Can I get your number? I can't just let somebody as beautiful as you get away."

"Do you use that line on every girl?"

"Maybe." He laughed making me straight face him. "I'm kidding."

"Right."

"So, what do you say?"

"How about you give me your number."

"Okay." He put it in my phone. "You better call me."

"I will, bye." I waved going to my car.

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I was sitting in my condo, on the couch flipping through channels. I passed the news channel and went back because something caught my eyes. I sat up looking intensely at the screen turning the volume up.

"44-year-old Helen Smith was found dead in her house today. She was found with multiple slices to the neck and a stab wound to her left eye. If you have any leads on this case please contact 1-800-Homicide." The news reporter said making me smirk.

"Poor miss Helen." I faked pouted, as always my phone started ringing. I prayed it wasn't my uncle before I looked at it. I raised it up peeking with one eye seeing it was East.

"Open the door." He demanded hanging up right after. I groaned stomping to the door. He mugged me once I opened it.

"How can I help you?"

"An old lady, Luna. Really?"

"How you know it was me?" I grinned raising an eyebrow.

"The eye!" He plopped down on the couch.

"Don't squish my pillows."

"And what's with the neck slicing?"

"I watched Us and Jordan Peele inspired me."

"Man, you fucking nuts."

"I'm well aware." I rolled my eyes. He laid down closing his eyes. "So, you come over to go to sleep?"

"Basically." He took my throw off the edge of the couch putting it on himself.

I picked up my phone calling the boy from the restaurant going into my room. He saved his name in as Daddy Jay making me scoff.

"Hello?" He sounded as if he was crying.

"Hey, this is Luna. The girl from the restaurant. Is this a bad time?" I asked concerned.

"Uh yeah, I'm kinda going through something at the moment."

"I know we just met but maybe I can cheer you up."

"And how can you do that?"

"Just send me your address and I'll handle the rest."

"Alright." I hung up the phone.

It didn't take long for me to get dressed and be at his house. I realized I've been around here before making me chuckle. I checked myself, grabbing my bag going to the door. I softly knocked waiting for him to answer.

"Hi." I said lowly holding up a bag of snacks.

"Come in." His eyes were red as hell. I stood by the door not knowing where to go making him laugh a little. "Follow me."

"You have a nice house."

"Thank you, my mom helped me decorate it." He sat down on the couch.

"That's nice so what's going on with you?" I questioned. He didn't say anything making me get irritated. I straddled his waist catching him off guard. "Maybe I can help take your mind off things."

"I don't think so." He shook his head.

"Come on." I flipped my hair to the side leaning down to kiss his neck. I dragged my tongue pressing my hips into his. I could feel him getting hard which let me know he was into it.

"Shit." He hissed he gripped my waist.

"Feel good?"

"Yeah." He groaned scrunching up his face as I moved my hips slowly pressing down harder. I know he ain't about to do what I think he is. I pulled back removing his shirt pushing him back.

"I have a question."

"F-fuck what is it?" He asked as I pulled out Bella.

"Does ring a bell?" His eyes immediately popped open causing me to shove the knife in his stomach.

"You fucking bitch!" He yelled in pain.

"That's not very nice." I dragged the knife around his face. "Now, does the name ring a bell? I don't usually talk to the people I'm about to kill but I like you. I mean you did just lose your mother, so I feel some type of sympathy."

"Y-you're the one that killed my m-mama?" He looked confused and angry.

"If I were you I would stop talking. Let me just fill you in since your slowly dying, it's the least I can do. You had something to do with killing my father, so I killed your mother. I might just kill your father, sister, brother or whoever after I'm finished with you." I laughed.

"It's crazy how you thought you actually had a chance with me and that bumping into you was an accident." Tears filled his eyes as he stared at me.

"Please."

"Now, I feel bad. Don't cry." I frowned. "Just kidding."

I took the knife stabbing him in throat watching him try to breath out for air. He stopped breathing after a couple of seconds. I took the knife out his throat shoving it in his left eye.

"Now, he matches his mother." I smiled getting up. I looked around seeing all the blood on me making me cringe. Going into his bathroom I washed my hands and cleaned the knife. I cleaned everything I touched making sure to leave no fingerprints behind. Once I was done I found a shirt throwing it over my bloody one, grabbing my bag and leaving out the backdoor.

So far I know that there are multiple people involved in my dad's murder. It fucks with my head because they killed him for nothing and had multiple people there.

"Two down, more to go."

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