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didn't get what he wanted…and soon. The door flung open and Plum, Alonzo’s girlfriend, appeared. She opened up the door wearing nothing but a T- shirt and panties. The bitch thought that she was going to seduce my husband into letting the issue go, but that shit damn sure wouldn’t happen on my watch.
    “Hey Tez, how you doin’?” she asked in her sexiest voice. This bitch gonna make me take off my diamond earrings and beat her ass like she broke in our house instead of her punk-ass boyfriend.
    “Where Alonzo at?” Kortez asked unfazed. I noticed he had hidden his gun behind him. Instead of answering, she winked her right eye at Kortez and it automatically set off a chain reaction deep within my soul. Without thinking I jumped from behind him and quickly grabbed her by her hair. After wrapping it around my fist a few times, I flung her ass from the door to the wall.
    “Get her off of me!” Plum screamed, causing a scene. I was far from letting go as I continued to punch her in the face. I wanted to knock out all this bitches fronts.
    “Alisha, let go of her. This bitch is gonna attract the attention of the whole neighborhood,” Kortez stated calmly.
    I released her and she hit the ground with a loud thud. It was amazing how he could calm me down within a matter of seconds when I went in beast mode.
    I placed my hands on my knees to catch my breath. “I'm sorry baby. But she tried me. She disrespected my gangster and you know I'm not having that shit,” I said.
    Kortez shook his head and headed inside the house. Once inside he handed me his semi-automatic weapon and told me to go guard the front door. Feeling like Bonnie to his Clyde, I gladly did as I was instructed. This was the type of thing that you had to deal with when you loved a hustler who worked hard for every single thing he owned.
    Kortez would cut off your head then hang it himself just to get a point across, so I had no clue what he was going to do with Alonzo when he got ahold of him. Either way, I knew it wouldn't be anything nice. And as far as Plum as concerned, she was around long enough to know how this game went. I stared down at her with my trigger finger itching, daring her to move.
    Yelling came from the back of the house, interrupting my thoughts and letting me know that Kortez had found his mark. As soon as I was about to make my way to the back of the house to see what was going on, that bitch Plum grabbed ahold of my left foot, causing me to fall for a second time today. I didn't see that coming, but I was pissed to say the least as I landed on top of the gun. This bitch tried to kill me. I rolled over pointing my gun directly at her head.
    “You tryin’ to die today or nah?” I asked with my gun grazing her temple.
    “Please don’t hurt me. I don’t even know what’s goin’ on. I love my life…I-”
    “Bitch, fuck your life. Touch me again and I will shoot you in your head without as much as a blink or thought.”
    “I’m sorry. Please don’t shoot me,” she pleaded as fat tears slid down her face.
    “You can kill all that crying ‘cause tears don’t move me. Plus, you tried it with my man earlier. You can play with it if you want to, but you tried the wrong bitch. Fuck with me sweetheart and you’ll find yourself in intensive care. Now scoot your dumb ass against the wall before I put one in you!” Plum slid into the corner, but I could have sworn I heard her mouth moving.
    “You got something to say, still? Matter of fact after all this disrespect, why should I not pull this trigger and body your hoe ass?” She quickly answered me with venom and hesitation in her voice, “I’m pregnant with twins.” I shook my head laughing hard at her.
    “You said that like it was my problem. I don’t have a soft spot for hoes and as far as your babies go, they would be better off in hell than in your stomach.”

KORTEZ
     
    To say that I was outraged was an understatement. A man that I called my brother broke into my