My Stepdad

7

Keshawn Greene 

TIME: 8:12 p.m.

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“You gone let me in baby girl?” I asked Nyla. She looked beyond shook and scared. She opened the door some more and let me in.

I looked over at the bed and I made eye contact with Leah.

“Guess what Leah? I got custody over Nyla.” I told her watching her eyes bulge out her sockets. Nyla tensed up beside me. I held up the court documents to showed her I wasn’t playing.

“You see I was gonna let you live, but no you tried to run away with my babygirl and that just doesn’t sit right with me. So I gotta kill you.” I told her as I whipped out my gun. Tears streamed down Nyla face as she looked up at me. 

“Say goodbye to your daughter.” I told Leah as I pushed Nyla towards her. They hugged each other what seemed like eternity. I yanked Nyla back and shot Leah four times in her forehead. Her brain spattered everywhere in the room making me smirk.

I looked over Nyla and she looked so broken, but her mom had to pay. She walked over to her mother’s body and gripped her hand. Her tears fell onto Leah’s hand, she mumbled something I couldn’t hear before she rose up.

I pulled out my phone and texted my clean up crew.

cleanup crew:

come to Hotel 5 in 15 minutes, room 3A.

“You good?” I asked.

“If I’m good?” She muttered to herself before she chuckled, “I’m doing perfectly fine despite witnessing my mother death.”

“Get yo s**t together, we leaving in a hour.” I told her before heading to the bathroom.

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Nyla Iman

TIME: 9:30 p.m.

I was currently in my old room packing up my stuff. Apparently since he killed my mother, I have to live with him since he has custody over me. He threw each everyone of my mom stuff. I kept the photo album of me and my mom without him noticing. I’ll get my revenge for my mom. I’ll kill him and take over his trap. I have a plan, it might back fire but it’s worth try. I’ll act sad, which won’t be really hard. Maybe while I’m riding him when we’re f*****g I’ll knock his ass out with a lamp, then I’ll shoot him like how he shot my mom.

“You almost done?” Keshawn asked while peeking his head through the door. I nodded my yes, as I packed the last of my clothes.

Time to begin my plan.